What does depression feel like? That is such a question. I have fought w/ it for 30 years, and it's hard for me to put into words what it feels like. I feels like death. The death of my soul. It feels like every thing that I love has been taken from me. It feels like endless nights not being able to sleep, but so exhausted I can't stay awake. It feels like endless days that I have to put up w/ people that have no idea what I'm going through, but I have to be nice anyway. It feels like somebody sitting on my chest. It feels like my heart has been ripped from my chest and I'll never be loved again. It feels like every bad thing that has ever happened to me happening over and over again, and I can't stop it.

But I refuse to let the bastard win, and will keep going one day at a time.