Peter S. here, sober at the moment by the Grace of God. I have a mental disorder that qualifies me as one of those “who suffer from grave emotional and mental disorders.” It is simply a neurotransmitter imbalance in my brain that makes me incredibly susceptible to mood swings. Nothing has made that more apparent to me than just the weather here in Seattle yesterday and today. Yesterday was beautiful and I had the privilege and honor of going for a walk with my wife and son through the flowering beauty of the University of Washington Arboretum. As you can imagine it was a glorious experience; nothing but joy and gratitude.

Today, however, has been more like skunk cabbage. My plans were to ride my bike through the sunshine to go to school and have a great day getting things accomplished. When I woke up it was cloudy and raining! Put me in the toilet real fast, it did! I am amazed at how quickly my moods swing. If the sun is shining, I’m in a great mood, and if it is overcast and gray, I am the same way. I am such a wimp when it comes to the emotional roller coaster. So today, I’m on the pity pot, but I don’t have to use it as an excuse to act out. I’ve made the call before the fall. It is as I’ve heard; this too shall pass.