I have always been convinced a braintumor is the cause of my despressions. Obviously it's not my perfect child hood or my fucking easy-breazy-life. My Husband agrees there's something really wrong in my head, although i don't think that counts as a second opinion because a. he's not a doctor and b. a doctor never actually confirmed my theory. I'm glad i'm not neurotic like you though,or dellusional. Please don't die