I'm not one to talk too much about how unhappy I've become, one thing I wouldn't do is ever admit to anyone that I'm "probably" clinically depressed. At first I thought it might've been a phase that I went through, but given the current situation, I'm not sure how long this phase is suppose to last. That unhappiness turned into anxienty, anxious about one thing and another...you know the feeling when you hold in anything and just can't let it out? Yeah, that feeling, just all the time. My last anxiety attack if you could even call it one was Saturday when I just didn't show up for work. A half hour before I was suppose to work I began to get the feeling that I would explode. I've been feeling that way for some time now, and it just so overwhelming that I just didn't even go in-something I would never do. Any job I've worked has always been a priority, show up on time, call in if I'm going to be late, make sure my uniform is clean and pressed. That's just the type of person I am. So something so uncharacteristic of me was a warning sign that something is defintely wrong...warning signs I've ignored too long might I add. I'm not sure where to go from here, I don't know if seeing a doctor would help any, or being put on anti-depressants will stop me from crying all the time. My mother has been put on antidepressants and it doesn't seem like it's doing any good. She calls me everyday just to tell me how depressed she is, how the days seem to drag on and she can't even get out of bed sometimes. I know what she's going through, because that's the way I feel. I'm not sure if anyone else can relate, but if so, any advice would be greatly appreciated.