does this ever happen to you? its early in the morning and you have to go to school or work. you wake up feeling like shit as usual, you know that if you elect to stay in bed and play dead for a few more hours it could cost you your job or education. However the feelings of depression overwhelm those of responsibility, you know what you're doing is wrong, but can't muster up the will and courage to face people because of social anxiety, so you decide to stay home cowering. Then your family member or whomever comes into your room and asks you if you're ever going to get up. You say no but are too ashamed to tell them why, so they go on assuming that you're being a lazy bum. I don't no about you guys, but this is the story of my life.