Despite the loss of my father, my father in law, my dog, and my sister's stealing my stuff, and her husband taunting me about my depression, I am NOT in bed with the covers over my head eating an entire bag of Snickers. I spend my time exercising, working, hanging out with my kids or my friends and we just adopted a young dog. I am looking forward and no longer feeling like it's inevitable that I'm just going to kill myself soon.