I have neither mono nor hypothyroidism. These are both good things. I went to see a counselor today. It wasn't the best thing in the world, but it helped a little.
Far more effective were the collection of caring and supportive emails, SMSes, IMs, and real-world talks with people who checked in on me and asked how I was feeling. Lora and I went and played piano for a couple hours, and that was a fantastic way to destress. I've missed playing piano. I should probably start making time for it in my week - I really enjoy it, and it's helping me get out of my mental rut.
To everyone who showed me today that I am loved: thanks. You made a difference.
Having Facebook tell me that I aced their interviews probably didn't hurt my self-esteem, either.