Dear Rebecca,Depression has taken most everything from me. I'm not even back out in the sunshine again. Not even close. But that doesn't mean I can't answer you. I lie too. My favorite, especially with Dad, is "I can't complain." It's the truth, since, as a depressive, I blame myself for everything and therefore can't complain about the world. So maybe I don't lie! People never notice the difference between great and I can't complain. Out in the sunshine with normals, and what to do. Needless to say, I'm hardly one to talk on the subject, but I have found that, when I'm in the situation, I just say, "Hi, how are you?" and then if they're going to be around for awhile, I think of things to ask them. Or look for something to compliment them on. [so long as it's honest] Most people like to think that others like their hair style and like to talk about what they are doing at the post office or how many children they have. They will think you are an excellent conversationalist, and you will make friends without really having to talk. May your improvement continue, and may you have mostly sunny days. ~ billieJ