Depression.'Depression' isn't a strong enough word. This illness that is treatable. Is it? Is it really? I'm sorry but I don't think it'll ever go for me. THREE AND A HALF YEARS LATER and I've still got it. If it was a person I'd kill it. It's in me, this 'depression'. IT WON'T GO. Antidepressants havent helped, nor has 'therapy'. I should just let it win. What's the point in living with this misery EVERY FUCKING DAY?