How in the world can anybody be sure of anything anymore? Nothing is consistent with how it should be or how it used to be. Nothing fits anymore. Everything is so uncertain. All signs lead to who really knows where. What is the answer to the burning question? And nowadays, what is the burning question anyway? Every path is an ending and there are no longer any beginnings. It’s just all going to shit and nothing is right anymore. Boy, I hated myself when I suffered from depression.

It wasn’t that I hated myself it was just that I hated what I had become. I had become so dreary that I made myself sick and I didn’t know how to snap out of it. It wasn’t until I started contemplating suicide that I realized I was in deep over my head and I was in more than just a funk. I knew I needed serious help and fast.

That’s when I called the only person I knew that I could trust. My cousin Tom had admitted himself to a drug treatment program a few years ago and they also helped him with is depression too. I knew that was the best thing to do so I jumped at the chance and got the depression treatment that I needed. Things are a lot different these days because of it, too. But I’ve got to admit, I still can’t answer a lot of those questions.