Every week I'd try to sit down and get better. Talk therapy did not seem to work. Eventually, medication was prescribed. I take 25 milligrams a day. Most people take more, but this dosage seems right for me.
Depression is a debilitating and sly disease.
It steals emotions and leaves only bleak memories. It is not changing me. But, it has helped me to help myself. If even only a little. My thoughts of desperation continue to plague me, though not as frequently.