I've shared before that I battle with depression. It's no surprise to me, really, knowing that my mother has a mental illness that I might be affected too. It's different for me, though. And, cautiously, I've been feeling much better after a tweak with my meds, an addition of some vitamins that I was very deficient in, and careful handling of my routine. But in the last week, I've had a return to the fatigue. I get up, but not without telling God and myself: I don't want to move...breathe...roll over...get up. I just want to stay here and do nothing. God, please help me!