Did I mention Depression sucks? Sucks the life out of me, sucks the life out of my spouse, my children. Sucks like a hoover, cleaning my life of joy, of energy of pain free existence. I am in the midst of an exacerbation and I wonder if I'll ever get out of it. I'm so tired of being tired. I see glimpses of the black fog lifting, only to have the blanket flop across my eyes again. I will prevail.