I am feeling extremely depressed due to my inability to succeed as an author. I am trying to work on a new project, but the passion is gone. However, I must continue because if I don't write then I have nothing in life, no hopes, no dreams, no aspirations except to get out of bed in the morning and go back to bed in the evening, just depressing, crippling mediocrity. Also, I have a strange rash that won't go away. I'm trying to apply an over-the-counter cream to it. I'll see if that works. If it doesn't, I'll have to see a doctor about it.