This is a bit of a weird feeling that I have. Cause like I know that my depression partly is genetically inherited and that I had no choice in what egg and sperm came together to create me.

But when I read in a lot of these posts about some of the situations that you guys have to go through, I can't help but feel somewhat guilty. Like mine brain is like,

"Oh you have it so much better, you have a loving and supporting family, a good doctor, friends, a LGBT supporting community Etc. PSHHH what gives YOU the right to have depression."

idk does anyone else have this. When I write it all down I am able to recognize the ridiculous-ness of that little thought but it still comes up. Maybe it's the Catholic Guilt talking since it's been hammered into me since Kindergarten