I fucking hate depression. I logically know that I have almost no reason to be depressed, but it is so hard to fight my way out of it. I feel as if I am wearing one of those lead aprons you wear when you are getting x-rayed. Except, this is a whole suit that I cannot take off. I am just wallowing in all these awful emotions. I know it is hard to understand clinic depression for people who have not been there, but please don’t take for granted the wonderful fact you have never been there.