A Black Dog Named Depression

Posted on Apr 7th 2017 by Anonymous

“I had a black dog. His name was depression.” To look at me, you’d never know. I have a full-time job, a wonderful husband and lots of friends. I genuinely enjoy life, but I also have a secret: I struggle with depression. When I confide this part of me to others, I get surprised looks and raised eyebrows. Most days, I’m OK. I was diagnosed with depress [...]

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