Let's see... When I get depressed, everything goes down the drain. I basically lock myself up in my room. There is NO joy in the world, even if someone points it out, i just don't see it. This is going to sound bad,but i honestly don't know what would happen to my daughter if it weren't for my mom,coz honestly, she's not even a sense of joy,i'm ashamed to say she seems like more of an inconvenience during these times... That being said, i find comfort in the fact that it's temporary, and i just need to hold on... I'm pretty sure my depressions have gotten worse over the years, except now I'm armed with knowledge...