I have to keep my depression a secret from dh's family who are visiting over Christmas. Nobody knows the real me and I have to just keep smiling and hiding how I feel about all kinds of things.
I'm a fake. I just want it all to be over with. I can't be arsed to do all this.
I was given a different brand of antidepressant by the chemists and they must be rubbish because I started experiencing withdrawal symptoms and have become depressed again now. I'm back on my usual brand but they haven't kicked in yet and I feel like a zombie.
I can't afford to be like this 