living with depression is like living with a cloud over your head that could shoot down hail at any time any place any where, its a ticking time bomb and you never know when its going to explode.
you have alot more bad days then you do good and sometimes you might not get a good day for weeks at  time but those good days keep you sane they make you strong enough for another fight but every round is getting stronger darker longer and more powerful sometimes i wonder how long im going to last how much longer i can hold on to the side of the cage.