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What’s wrong

What’s wrong

I’m so frightened. I can’t keep crying like this. What’s wrong with me? I don’t feel depressed, but I cry all the time. Am I going to revert to those horrible years in my 20s when depression left me immobilized? I had told a close friend about this fear, and she shared my email with … read more What’s wrong

Posted on December 16, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags brain, crying, depression, medicine, psychiatrist, recovery
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