I have had MDD since I can remember. Does anyone get better?
I have the perfect life. A more than awesome husband who I would spend 24/7 with if I could. I have four beautiful children. We are comfortable financially. I drive a Lexus. My parents are still living, I talk to my mother daily. I have friends that truly support me, and I don't isolate.
So why does it feel like my body weighs a ton, and I don't want to do anything, but cry and be miserable?
Depression, I've given this a lot of thought. We are breaking up. It really is you, not me. Oh, how many times have I said that, and the stalker hangs around. :)
I'm doing everything I know how to do, and this crap still lingers, and I don't know why. I just thought I would get a people perspective instead of my whole team of doctors. Anyone been depressed for a long time, in spite of what you do?