It depends on the depression. Sometimes I can go about my day like a pretty, smiling, little red headed girl, but then my days and nights tend to be mixed up (a little like today and tonight). Other times, I can't even get out of bed. It seems the older I get, the more I can't get out of bed and have a harder time faking it. I hope you don't have to go to the hospital but please listen closely to your husband and go if you need to go.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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