The trouble is that I can't get myself motivated to do anything. Not because I can't get out of bed, etc. I work a full time job. But because I don't want to live any longer. I don't think anyone, not even family, realizes the level of depression I deal with on a day to day basis.

I do take my psych meds to help keep the "wailing banshee" down to a dull roar .

But to take the meds for a medical problem, especially one that has the potential to end my life sooner rather than later, well that is where the problem lies.