Me and the big black dog

Hi! I am not really writing this to anyone and should someone find it, I suppose that is kismet.  I am a 42 year old wife, mother, teacher, friend, colleague....who has depression and anxiety. I am lucky.  I am still alive.  I still have a job.  For the most part my depression doesn't control me....usually.  I know there are people who are one bad chemical from ending it all.  People who are on disability because they can't leave the house. That is not me.  My big black dog (click here if you have no idea what I am talking about https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XiCrniLQGYc) is sneaky and lazy.  He can spend weeks napping in a corner before he pops up and takes over my world.  He is a lot like my lab, when he wants my attention, he is going to shove his face right up to mine, knock whatever I am doing off my lap and get all up in my face. I am not going to edit this blog.  I am not going to plan it out like people do to be successful bloggers.  I just need a place to get m