There are days when I become depressed.
The cause is probably tiredness or the pressures of life, however I have noticed that I tend to blame it on my decades of cult experience.
No matter how much I try to get things straight in my mind I find the hatred increasing and I have to watch what I say around my wife. The best therapy is some sort of hard labour on my little property.
Just an example of how I am affected. The next day I will probably be fine.