Daily. I'm convinced now that I've done what my support group has said about excepting myself and not withholding my feelings because it's damaging to me that society not only does not understand what it's like to live with a mental illness but condemns those who go through it on a daily basis. If family cannot accept the fact how could friends, neighbors and colleagues? The worst part of it is you never get the chance to totally be yourself. I'm fighting like hell to resolve my issues on my own without the use of meds. I've been on Zoloft and Welbutrin.... the merlot.... I know I spelled that wrong... before and was a shell of myself, never again. You put the mask on and go about your business. At the end of the day if you're lucky, it was a good day... or you go to your place and scream or cry. Not speaking for everyone, that's just a day in my life.