God, Take My Depression — Please!

I am, or so competent authorities inform me, a chronic depressive.I hope I can say that without being mistaken for a guest on some daytime talk show. No one should read this as a sob story because, really, even my worst spells aren't that bad. I don't have Churchill's Black Dog, or whatever Lincoln called his dips into the abyss. I've never taken medication, never attempted suicide, never been hospitalized, and -- God knows -- have never lost my appetite.No, my type of depression consists … [Read more...]