The stigma of anxiety and depression still hangs over me. Good days, bad days. Medication has helped to stop me slipping back down to the bottom. I've had to stop drinking, if I drink these days it literally does 'end in tears'. I still miss someone, but thats past and dead, you can't go back. The future is hard to think about, I get up, I work (nice to be in my own place working though) I go to bed. I worry about money, my kids, my friends. Depression is a thief that robs you of your self esteem, self worth, pride....most things. I know it can't always be this way, things will pick up and the sun will shine again. I've got involved with groups that help with anxiety and depression and have the germ of an idea to raise some funds for these excellent people. Small charity acoustic gig probably, but it's just an idea at the moment. I'd publicly like to thank Craig, Maggie, Jan, Denise and various others off the forum for being true friends and sticking by me these past few months. Thank you.
Keep on keeping on people and I'll nip in from time to time. If any of you people are going through any form of what I've been through, please seek help, don't be afraid to talk and look after yourselfs.