Nothing Left to Give

I think part of what makes depression so overwhelmingly horrible is that it drains me. It sucks away all my physical and emotional energy until I have nothing left. Nothing for myself...nothing for my Love or my Son...nothing for my friends. Nothing. I sit and watch helplessly as my Love struggles with sickness or my son desires my attention and I can do...nothing. I have three most important duties in this world: to be a wife to my Love and a mother to my Son and a blessing to my friends. And depression strips me of the ability to do any of those.