Every morning essentially I wake up and remember how crappy I feel over all. Sure throughout the day I can find distractions, sometimes hanging out with family/friends/aquantinces can help and even be fun for a while. But then when I am alone sitting up all night or I get up in the morning and no one else is up or stuck with my own thoughts that sense of depression I guess you'd call it is back....or I guess it more never leaves. Anti-depressants I have had don't really help I do find cannabis helps my mood, but of course only temporary. Just can't get over feeling like a worthless piece of crap when I know I'm not or at least people tell me I'm not. I am in therapy but that doesn't really seem to do a whole lot either, except sometimes I am able to learn coping stratgeties to try which sometimes help a little but yeah....there is still something missing, perhaps its the PTSD as well as the depression combined causing this never ending feeling.

Just had to write down some depressed rambling.