To continue the thought I started yesterday, depression doesn’t just happen. It’s a destination, and it takes a while to reach it. There are signs along the way, saying “Exit 29B, Depressionville, 26 miles”. If you notice the signs, you can correct course and go someplace else.
Of course, nobody tells us how to read the signs because if we do, we can’t be milked for cash. We can’t be put on meds and then more meds to correct the previous meds, and then some meds for the other 3 meds, and so on.
There are signs, and they are age-specific.
