I've MDD'ed pretty much my entire life and like most people here, would rather be on my own than with most other people.  I'm what you might call a high functioning person, with a university degree, good job, lovely husband, etc, and I'm incredibly grateful for my blessings.  Which makes me wonder why I'm still doing this. 

I think my MDD started as a coping mechanism for a difficult, volatile and lonely childhood.  But ultimately, I'm not a child.  And it's my own decisions, not my…