I didn't get up until 1 pm today and looked at all that needs done and I just started crying and can't stop. Then everything looks bleak until I think if I were dead none of this would matter. I know I have to fight depression every day but some days its too hard to keep fighting. I scare my loved ones who don't know how to help. I get quite a bit done but not nearly what I should. I'm so sick of depression I could scream. There is never a break from it. It's not fair.