Hah! I was wondering the same thing tonight. What is the heaviness on my heart? Why do I interpret it as depression? Why won’t it go away? Or it only goes away if I do frantic things to disengage my mind, or fool my mind. They say it’s chemicals in the brain. But that doesn’t explain the feelings and the thoughts. Why call it depression? What is depression? I don’t believe it really a thing at all. I think it’s a con job. I think naming it depression is worse than useless. This has got to be more specific. I was so awful today, that I was getting a headache. Why? Why couldn’t I just ignore it, or make it go away? I feel like I could, if I just had that little be extra will. I got home, and my kids lightened me up a lot. I went dancing, and that really helped me. Now I’m home, and it’s coming back. I feel so weak compared to this. I try all this stuff, and none of it lasts. In any case, if it is chemicals in the brain, there’s also the thoughts that I think as a result of those chemicals. Do the chemicals force me to think those thoughts, or do I have a choice? Couldn’t I name it something else? I don’t have depression. I have Fred. Or whatever. Fred’s not a good guest, and I’ve got to find a way to get him to leave. When I was in college, I laughed at this feeling. I told myself it would go away, and I should enjoy it while it was around. It went away. It couldn’t stand up to being liked. Why can’t I do that now? Sorry. Not an answer to your question. Just more questions, and mine are off topic. Just needed to say. By the way, Fuck Fred!