Today has been a tough day. I was busy, but still had time to contemplate yesterday's events. I suffered from depression as a teenager, and still have to struggle against taking my sadness to dark places. I think that's a battle I'll always be fighting. I'm proud of myself that I continue to do better, and this was happily no exception.
My wife is my best friend, and the only person that knows my secret. It hurts that she's not accepting of me. I'm ashamed that I'm something to be disgusted by. This is not how I want to feel.