Don't know how to answer this vote; my brain is too foggy. But I'll give it a try (like I've been doing for many years fighting back to heal from this disease, just saying) : I tend to get "depressed" after mental and/or fysical efforts, or after unforeseen stressy situations, but I wouldn't call it "depression", it's a very very very low state of mind, not having the energy to continue, mostly because you are not believed, or not taken seriously, or not being helped by the people from whom you'd expect it (doctors, friends, family members,.... to say the least...), feeling very very very lonely in your misery. I just know that something is wrong with my neurological system, digestion system, immune system, hormonal system, and "low thoughts" are regularly part of that at those horrible awful "feeling exhausted, almost apathic, no energy to fight back anymore"-situations. (like a prey animal who just knows all is lost, just before it will be killed by its attacker, something like that) This question makes me feel as though I'm caught in the be-careful-not-to-give-the-"wrong answer" - trap. It feels like those in the "you're just depressed" - camp could benefit from "the wrong answer". Maybe the name "depression" is wrong. Maybe it should be called otherwise. But I'm sure our ME/CVS state of mind can be measured in tests during the "good" as well as the "bad" moments. They can come and test me on any given time of day/night, and in any situation I'm in. I'd say "depressed" people lose interest in hobbies, in themselves and others. I don't feel I do that. I'm still enthusiastic to dance or study music for example, but I can't concentrate on it without getting exhausted, grasping for oxygen, getting pains all over if I don't stop after 15minutes. Maybe "desperate" is a better word in the poll question. Just looking/answering at the question of this poll is kind of exhausting. The only way to "survive" this, is accepting the disease. (just like a stressed-out prey animal does just before dying I guess). Accepting, not because I WANTED to, but because I HAVE TO in order to survive this until someone out there comes up with a cause and remedy.