Big pile of dog poop. This picture is a representation of my life right now.  Feel like I have no way of getting out of

It’s pretty important to me now cause it has to go with me everywhere I go now. I do not want to know what would

A blur–but the last 2 years since I’ve had this major decline with my depression that everything has just become a huge blur.  My memory

Above my desk and my CCT computer is there and my Dream J that my mom gave me. I often stare at when I’m depressed

This is me clean and happy I have my children back in my life and I am a full time manager at my job. I’m

Picture of my bookshelf of college books and there are some other ones because I was studying English Literature. I went from a straight A

This is a picture of my hand holding the obnoxious orange prescription bottle. I wake up in the morning and it’s the best time of

“Pills for Breakfast” I feel like I am eating pills for breakfast. I’m downing all these pills and it makes me wonder what I am

Pill box ; All [of these meds] were taken except the night meds. If I don’t take them on time then I will wake up

Ballerina doll. My daughter, which is another stressor. I wish I could go back to a few years ago when she was doing her dance