Moving on

I’ve lost count of the years that I’ve been fighting a yoyoing battle with depression. I’ve lost count of the times I’ve told myself and my friends that I don’t need to go see anyone cause it’s getting better. Well it isn’t, in fact the past few months it has gotten worse. So this morning I finally sucked up the courage and saw someone and asked for help. Have got some meds. Am working on it, it isn’t gunna beat me.