Every couple of weeks I have a couple of days when my anxiety, or my depression, or both, hit hard. This week it was depression by itself. I felt like there was a dark black blank wall about 6 inches in front of my face. Everywhere I went, this wall was between me and the world. The wall was blank, but it spoke to me. It told me, "Life is pointless." "You're a failure at being a human being." (Stupid depression, that's impossible unless all the DNA in every cell in my body changes at once, and that ain't happening!) "Your husband would be better off without you." "Nothing is worth doing."
My photography skills are not as good as these make them look. I do know how to use Picasa though. :)