The most difficult part of battling the depression and the anxiety was the fact that I lost my "voice". No one would hear me. I would tell my family that I was tired, exhausted, did not feel like doing anything, did not feel like myself, was crying alot. Actually they were complaining that I was crying all of the time but they did not hear my message. I was told to snap out of it; quit feeling sorry for myself as I did not have any "real" problems; they were tired of my drama. That only made me feel worse, deepened my depression and caused me to draw further into myself and listen to those negative thoughts. It was the loss of my voice and the loss of myself as a person that has been the hardest to deal with over the last year. R