I’m going to go into a depression here, shortly. But that’s okay, because it’s bound to happen one way or another. The best thing is to be prepared. But you see, I am not prepared, nor do I think I ever will be. Dealing with depression is all a manner of tying the noose… or even slipping it. I had let myself go.. All I once stood for was lost amongst the poor feelings and laziness that clouded my whole existence. This is what depression feels like, kid.