This is about how depression affects people’s lives like mine. The struggles, how it started, how we thrive. Some learned to cope and succeed, while for some , it destroyed their lives as it did both to mine.

This kind of job may not be for the likes of us, but it beats being homeless and unemployed. Never-the-less, it’s like a prison sentence

It’s a prison

I wish I could do something else that would not be contributing to my anxiety

Thank God I have a job

Back Again

I’m not sad. I’m depressed.  (Trailer)

The beginning of depression started with our genes. While the end remains to be seen