To those who don't believe me about my depression status, check out my earlier postings on another board. I made it in January months before me and Mark got into our scuffle over anti-Depressants:

posting in january about my lack of feeling

I took the advice from my friends over at Jeff's fort and got checked; yes, I do have depression. I don't talk about it, nor do I express it like some others do through their blogs. Depression for me is different than how people view it, I don't mope around talking about how I dislike my life or feel overwhelming sadness; I feel apathy when it strikes. It happens and it goes; I find it is more easy to control or lessen, when you have a focus in life liking working long hours or reaching for a specific goal.

I don't talk about my childhood molestation either, because it just happened and I don't feel like talking on a blog makes it any different.

I'm 21 years old, but in my brief candle, I have experienced much. Pain, suffering heartache, personal betrayal of my own identity, losing faith, using emotional crutches, and other varied forms of negativity were felt or experienced.

Yet, I have also seen people helping out, friendships that last beyond, hopes that abound, and possibilities within everyone.

No life is ever truly full, but I have had much in my life to fill volumes.