Well, that day is coming near again, in fact it is next week. Once again, my depression which is always with me is getting heavier as the day draws near. Nothing new. It happens every year. Part of me is depressed over my childhood, lost at a young age. Part of me is depressed as I feel the years slip away, and I am alone. There is more, but too long to go in depth.

My question is, am I the only one who feels this way?