Michelle25, I have had this same problem for more than a year.

All my life I've battled with depression, but usually found a way to put it on the back burner. I had to go to school. I had children to take care of. I had to get up and go to work.

Then, I was laid off. I could feel myself slowly sliding down that slippery slope of depression. But it really hit me after I had surgery last year. I had a hard recovery, one that left me physically exhausted for weeks and weeks. After awhile, I did not know what was surgery fatigue and what was depression fatigue. I just knew that I wanted to spend my days and nights in bed. After all, I had no place I had to be and no money to go do anything.

I am slowly, slowly, slowly starting to come out of it. I have good days and not so good days. But I'm fighting against having a bad day.

My motivation? My son. He told me that he was afraid that I was going to become an invalid. For the past few months, I've been trying to eat better and move around a little more. It is helping ... I think.

Each and every day is a struggle. I am constantly tired. I'm having trouble sleeping, trouble concentrating. And I have no desire to take part in any of my hobbies. I even quit reading for a couple months--which is very unusual for me.

I've been taking Zoloft for panic attacks, which are mild and rare now that I am no longer working. I think I need to see a doctor about having my meds increased a tad. And I think I need to force myself to go out and get a bit of sunshine every day.