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that usually when a patient thinks they are depressed, they are.
With my depression I don't want to exist. I don't want to kill myself, I just wish I was never born. I want to escape the ugly side of the world. Fortunately my temptation is not to escape into alcohol or illicit drugs, but into sleep, or at least television or a book. I tend to stay up late at night though, dreading going to bed because then I'll have to get up and face another day. I have no direction, nothing interests me or excites me. I don't care to see people and certainly don't want to hear about all the terrible things happening in the world that I have no control over.
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