A Most Unfortunate Friend

Depression is a rather unfortunate friend to have. It's the kind of friend that doesn't know how to leave you alone. He visits at the most inopportune times. He makes other relationships difficult to maintain. He lures to laziness so that chores remain undone. And this dysfunctional relationship makes going--and staying--to work quite difficult. He's the kind of friend you wish would go away but you don't know how to make him leave.

And yet this unwelcome visitor is a friend. I know him quite intimately. He knows my deepest, darkest secrets. And we've known each other for quite a long time.

Perhaps the most irritating part of this friendship is that sometimes he'll leave me alone. I can go a whole day without seeing him. I'll think he's gone to terrorize another. But then I wake up the next morning, and there he is. Turns out he never left, I was just able to ignore him for the day.

I wish his current visit would come to an end. That and his cousin fatigue, who has been here quite a while. I could also do without his sister anxiety. The three of them are having quite a time with me, and I'd really just like them to leave me alone.