My weekly thought re: my battle with depression

I've noticed that there are days when I feel so good I practically vibrate and it shows in how I treat myself and the things I do to keep myself that way. And there are days, sometimes spanning weeks and months, when I just can't catch a break with myself, wherein I feel worthless and insecure and can barely think a positive thought about myself and/or the world at large no matter how many kind words pass my way. It's those days that are the shock to the system; those days that I just somehow must muddle through with affirmations, exercise, good healthy food and a good dose of friendship. It's just so hard to JUST DO THE WORK! Ahhhhh

Anyway, off to the terror-dome. Hope you have a great day!


ETA: Any evidence that depression affects memory? Anyone know?