I've been really depressed this week. I know I haven't mentioned this before, but years ago I was diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder and have had to take medications for years. Many people think that I shouldn't share that which has always bugged me, because to me if tells me that it's something I need to be ashamed of. I refuse to be ashamed of it. At least on most days. I've spent enough of my life being ashamed and believe me I have enough junk already that I should be ashamed of. I don't need to add things to the list that are not my fault.
Also, some people think that all antidepressants do is mask the real problems. Oh, I wish that were true. I don't think it would be possible to put me on enough medications to do that. It would be nice if nothing ever had to hurt, but I do feel things A LOT! Stuff hurts me just like it does anybody else. And without going into detail since this is a public blog and I wouldn't want just anybody to know the details of my life, I've had a really bad week.