A little peak

Depression is selfish. Yes, it is many other things--debilitating, frustrating, painful, and ceaseless. However, sitting on the outside-depression is selfish. It eats joy presented to it, it tears apart happy moments and it destroys opportunities. And yet, we are supposed to support it, supposed to perk up an be happier for it, in the hopes that it will go away.
I am patient, I will dole out the happiness and the love and the support. However, depression is a drain--in its selfishness, it is pulling out what I have to give and I worry that it will eventually pull out all of it.
Depression makes me worry about worrying. It makes me angry and sad and frustrated and I wish it would go away.
So, there is a little peak into my thoughts for the day.

Everything is fine, everything will be fine. We are all doing great.