(((Addy))) One thing I do know is that we are creating more mental stress for ourselves by not cleaning. Cluttered homes clutter the mind, I think.

And the job. Lordy, working for bullying, abusive people is so depressing and you wonder which way to turn. I had a union to turn to twice and placed in different offices and ended up going through 3 abusive bosses. No, it wasn't me. One was disciplined and ended up moving. That bassard was so bad he even locked my office door to yell at me and pounded his finger on me to make his point. Only one of many awful things he did. The other boss was forced to retire, and the 3rd...well, she's still there but now I work for HER boss and learned I'm not the only one disgusted with how she treats people. And, finally, in an office that's pleasant. I just want to sit and stay there until I can retire.

Things snowball and undermine the depression we already have going on in the first place.

I'm sorry about your antidepressant. So many of those darned things do that. You and I talked about Paxil wayyyy back when in BT EIGHT years ago! That stuff put weight on me like a houseafire. Getting off it required months of titration but I finally did it and went on....I just forgot. Oh, Cymbalta. My jury is still out on it even after a year and a half, but I have taken off 14 of those Paxil pounds.

My daughter struggles with weight from an antidepressant as well.

You have a lot going on, and I can just see your little arms and legs a flailing outside that snowball rolling down the hill. The collective snow will melt away and you'll come out a little bruised but ready to go again.

I hear ya on the homefront. I went for months not even answering my phone. Best friends would call and I would not answer. The only people coming into my home were my parents or my daughter. Depression can suck the life outta ya.

Isn't it nice to know, though, that people here really care. I hope that helps.