I wake up in the Morning and I Wonder, Why Everything's The same As it Was. Well Duh! Nothing Has Changed except "Your" point of View. Prozac no longer works on me. I am not going to take anything anymore. I'm tired, to tired to fight, I have done all the fighting I am going to do, I have cried until I couldn't Cry anymore, I have fought depression ..... well this is the third time. The first time was 8 years The 2nd Time was 20 years,..naaaa no more I cant keep doing this, it kinda got me down this time and keeps kicking me, I don't want to fight back, I don't want to try getting up, I seem to lose more every time so much so well now I have nothing more to lose. One family well more than one says God works Look at me....... noooo. I won't, I have known her since she was a baby and seen what God has done for This Loving Young Lady! Oh I love her so but no! She has more than enough on her shoulders. Enough! I just need to Rest.