>I’ve noticed than I am getting more and more depressed since Simon died. I don’t think it’s because of that, but because he was such an in-your-face animal that he took up a lot of my time and energy. There was always something going on with him around. And now there isn’t. It’s really shown me how alone I am, how empty my life has become since I got fibro. Things I didn’t have time to think about when he was around. I’ve gotten more and more immobile because of the pain walking causes, and there’s my innate fear of being out in public by myself. That has been a life-long issue. I need to think about this. What to do about it, how to change my life some more. I’m feeling really, really sad, and I need to fix that. I just want to cry all the time, and that can’t be good. I don’t want to up my meds, because that just masks problems, it doesn’t help to understand or make them better. I don’t know what to do just yet, but I’m hopeful that I can figure it out.