Especially when I don't want to, I still do.

The title here displays an interesting point. I know three of the people closest to me in my life struggle with depression. Heck, so do I, but I went to my therapist this week and she said that I am functioning surprisingly high for how far gone I say I am. I don't want to be depressed, no one wants to be depressed, but here I am still the same. But the thing about depression is you don't want to do anything, so one of the things she challenged me to do was to not isolate myself so much and do things with people and give myself a structure on the weekends. Well, the weekend is over and I feel great! Friday I went to a football game with brooke and cheered on Bryan while he cheered on them. Saturday I made breakfast for a lot of people that I love. Watched general conference. Spent time with my sister and went to the worst bridal shower. Sunday I went to Bryan's and made breakfast with him and Courtney and Jacob(Bryan's super cute deaf cousin who has been home from his mission for literally 4 weeks) and Scott, who turned out to be one of the nicer more thoughtful people I've ever met. I watched the morning session of conference with my roommates and some extras, took a walk between sessions then went to Kristi and Mitchell's and met baby Charlotte who I got to hold for a good two and a half hours. She's such a sweet baby and I love her so dearly. We had such a fun time! Then I came home to dinner with my roommates and a cute boy or two then stood and cleaned the kitchen with one of those cute boys and talked for about two hours. And I'm not exhausted. That was a lot of people and not a lot of alone time and I might regret it tomorrow, but for now I feel really good. Work tomorrow is going to be great because Melissa is back and we'll both be so happy to be working. Sad news though, Stacey Bown died in a bike/car accident on Saturday night so the mood in mammography tomorrow is going to be grim. I hope her family finds peace and I will be able to keep a positive attitude.