I think that the main reason I don’t generally talk about depression or my experiences with it is what comforts me seems to upset other people. Often actually quite a lot. There are no rules but what we make for ourselves, no perceptions but what we choose to believe, the world is an utterly free place and we decide our own boundaries. There is nothing we cannot do, only choose to do it and live with the consequences. I guesss at the end of the day there is no world but within my mind, and you learn to live with it.