Never! On my worst days, when even the sight of another human being disgusts me, photography often times has been my saving grace. A change or two of clothes, the Blad with a couple of lenses and a brick of Panf/FP4, a trusty tripod...and a ferry ride to the Island for a couple of days of communing with nature (Tofino, Cathedral Grove, trails on Pacific Rim...the list is extensive); and when I return to "civilization," my mood has improved by several orders of magnitude and I can deal with whatever comes my way...