For the first time since I can't remember when, I've jeopardized a group project. I'm usually the one who's on top of the schedule, slinging out ideas, or trying to find the right words to rally the troops so being on this side of the things really sucks.
Depression is a nasty, insidious thing. It can strike from anywhere - sometimes with good cause and sometimes just because. I think my least favorite part is the "waking up" and realizing just how much you've let slide. I'm willing and able to make amends, but I feel terribly guilty and ashamed for not being on my game.
To my group partner, I'm sorry. To the group I wanted to help with our project, I'm sorry.