51 days ... and counting. That's how long I have been depressed. I'm smiling sometimes. I'm functioning. I'm laughing at jokes. I am responding to social media. I'm still depressed. 51 days of seeing 3, 4, 5, 6, 7:00 am and sleeping until noon. Wasting away beautiful mornings that I will never, ever get back. … Continue reading 51 Days … and counting →