In my defense . . .

As an amendment to the story below. The day that I started knocking down the wall was a during a period of time when I was weaning myself off of an anti-depressant. For anyone who doesn't know, coming off an anti-depressant can keep the synapses misfiring for quite a while.

In short, I'm pleading temporary insanity.

(as an added note, despite the difficulty of ending a medical treatment of depression I am still a supporter of their use for genuine cases of depression and anxiety)