I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself when I have been so blessed. I HATE this disease (depression) which I have battled for 40 years and made people around me miserable when NOTHING is wrong. I mean yeah there are lots of things wrong but that's life. I have been blessed with the sweetest man who is working his *** off right now to help me pay the bills and I sit here crying over my bad mood. This sickness causes a person to destroy their own life and happiness and miss so many of their blessings. And even people like me that have it don't understand (or believe) that a person doesn't have some control over their moods. Snap out of it SHOULD be possible-it's unbelievable that it isn't-but trust me it's not that simple.