If Prince Harry is depressed yet still gets up and out of his PJ's, for speaking engagements; his depression is a very different flavor than mine. Sometimes I am merely a lump with barely a difference from one hour to the next.
Maybe being paid big bucks to have people show you devotion and eager for your words, is a "bit" of an antidepressant itself, whereas being called a "stalker" in a disgusted manner tends to have far less tonic effects. I don't know, maybe a tad?
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