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So cut me out,
Just knock me down,
Lifeless I may feel,
And I'm slowly finding out,
Life is full of bitter things
I won't shed a tear even if it stings,
Hit the road my spirit and all my clothes,
Who am I?
Who the hell knows.
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| Disorder | Your Score |
|---|---|
| Major Depression: | Very High |
| Dysthymia: | High |
| Bipolar Disorder: | High |
| Cyclothymia: | Very High |
| Seasonal Affective Disorder: | Extremely High |
| Postpartum Depression: | N/A |
| Take the Depression Test | |
