Come on, you know all too well that this is depression's propaganda. If your parents were perfect they would not be divorced. Yet they are. Are they guilty? No of course, because nobody is perfect. And are you guilty? No of course, you're not perfect too.

Come on christina, the Holy Days are finally over now, we can get back to our normal lives, and hope the new emotional scars will faint soon.

We depressives always want to be the most loathsome around!
So don't puff youself up in that contest, OK?