It seems I have not yet got to the depressive phase, I am glad to self-diagnose. I am happy, calm, sleeps well, eats only the best food (today homemade sushi) and drink the best wines (French), physically active though lost 2-6, 3-6 in a 3 hours tennis game today (plenty warming up), no loss of interest in you know what, no pains except muscular (being a part time house construction worker = periods of absense), no lack of motivation, FGS, I just invented the Pizza Tower and debunked NIST/Bazant, and no *.
If it took you 3 hours to lose 2-6 3-6 - even with a good warmup - you must have been drinking the wine between games.
p.s. what makes you think the "best wines" these days are French ?