What an interesting point you make, you think Depression only happens to sensitive, loving hearts. I think you're right. I'm not complimenting myself here. Let me make that clear. I think it's a curse. I do so much for everyone and feel everyone's pain. I'm upset that people in our country desperately need help, there's no money and no help out there for so many situations, yet there's as much as we need to fight this stupid "war." I'm outrage by dishonest, unkindness and people's inhumanity to each other. It almost consumes me. I don't understand it, and I don't think I can accept it. Like I said, I believe it's a curse. If I was a callous idiot, I'd float along in life and not have a care in the world. It's a bitter irony, isn't it? Any thoughts?