When my mum passed away after initially being diagnosed with arthritis then turned out to be terminal cancer it shook me to the core, after she passed I tried to remain strong for my dad and sister, I am big brother that is always strong, 3 weeks later my brother in law, a manic depressive, hung himself I then remained strong for my sister in law, not having grieved I lasted around 3 months and depression hit me, never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I could be so weak and a pussy, I only had mild depression, every time now i have an ache or pain it worries me to the point that it creates so much tension i feel theres not much point to life thats what depression is trying to live with that fucker every time it rears its ugly fucking head,,, I feel better now that I have said it and as I type this I sit here with tears in my eyes, if you think thats attention seeking well fuck you Rb1992