It robs me of my:

spontaneity
sense of curiosity
joy
amusement
enthusiasm
optimism
self esteem
wonder
sense of security
sense of being free/carefree spirit
genuine smiles
laughter
ability to relax
ability to enjoy anything
sense of humor

any others anyone can think of?

[Nammu]

robs me of my mind

[winter4me]

energy
sleep
wakefulness
confidence
ambition

[TheOriginalMe]

Identity
Personality
Life
Daydreams
Imagination
Creativity

[Wren_]

All of those plus seems to rob my ability to
Have good relationships
Ability to live fully
Ability to Achieve the goals I wish I could complete

And much more

Originally Posted by winter4me

energy
sleep
wakefulness
confidence
ambition

Yes, I forgot about sleep. Last night I only slept 4-1/2 hours, although I lay in bed much longer. I'd give anything to have a solid 8 hours.

Originally Posted by TheOriginalMe

Identity
Personality
Life
Daydreams
Imagination
Creativity

Identify and personality are good ones. The real me is lost somewhere inside. I have become someone other than my true self.

Another one is desire to get out of bed

[DogTired]

Robs me of my desire to do anything, to set goals, to sleep (and then to stay awake), to exercise, to remember things, to participate, to be reasonable, to be loving, to be responsible, to be hopeful of ever feeling like someone I want to be. I could go on all day.

Sometimes I have better control over it than other times. At this point I just want to get back to a place where I can find some peace with it but I'm still struggling to get ahead of it even though I know it'll always be there.

[Altered Moment]

I don't want to add. It just seems like to much to be robbed of....yet it does.

I would add my youth and my ability to maintain a healthy relationship for any extended period of time.

Those you have named, as well as my heart, my mind and my soul, were all stolen from me by depression.

Now that I am winning the war against this foul beast, I am taking my life back-and I'm learning how to love myself and others-how to laugh and appreciate all the beauty in this world. I am taking back my joy, finding my personality, my energy, and all that you have mentioned-day by day and piece by piece.

The one thing I can't take back is time. Once stolen, it is gone forever. But I can make sure the remainder of my life is free and clear. And from the bottom of my heart, I wish this for all of you, as well.

Robs me of creativity and lateral thinking/thinking out of the box too.

[glok]

Allowed me to ponder the benefit of having my therapist tell me I was too stupid to change and too stubborn to die.

[Fuzzybear]

[waterknob1234]

Severe depression robs me of my ability to have joy, confidence, self-esteem, relationships, proper sleep, peace of mind, concentration and mental focus. The list could go on.

Robs me of a parenting joy when my unusually sweet and empathetic 13 year old son throws his arms around me and tells me "I love you sooooo much."
Robs me of enjoying my cup of coffee in the morning.
Robs my children of the "normality" of being worry-free kids when they "catch" their mom curled up in bed sobbing or seeing my eyes so puffy they are nearly closed.
Robs my children of seeing their mom smile.
Robs my husband of his wife and my elderly mom of her youngest daughter.

Also,
Robs of my coping skills, ie mindfulness, exercise, sleep, proper eating, meeting friends for lunch, coffee.
Robs me of hope that I'll ever be content again.
Robs me of my ability to love reading, enjoy films, TV...concentrate.