When will everyone else be happy?

It seems someone with depression can’t do enough to please everyone else.  Surely if we took more drugs, did more therapy, read more books, got more exercise, we would feel better… and if we don’t, we can suffer silently, sacrificially, for everyone else’s comfort.

 

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