Emotions fight dirty

[Betsy Ross]

Diagnosed with depression 30+ years ago but dealing with it much longer, I've gotten pretty good at using my intellect to keep me in check. I'm in the middle of an episode, disabled for a few weeks. I get myself to the doctor, take my meds, avoid situations that would upset me. But my fucking depression does everything it can to shut down my intellect, it wants full control of me.

I'm in a pit, but most reading this group already know what that's like so I needn't describe my misery. Just thought I would throw out that bit about the emotions versus the intellect in fighting this disease in case anyone wants to chat about it.