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		<title>By: Cold Spaghetti :: Just Posts for a Just World: January 2010</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cold Spaghetti :: Just Posts for a Just World: January 2010</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Feb 2010 14:50:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Casey of Moosh in Indy with on giving depression a voice [...]</description>
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		<title>By: The January Just Posts &#171; collecting tokens</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-40520</link>
		<dc:creator>The January Just Posts &#171; collecting tokens</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2010 16:02:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Casey of Moosh in Indy with on giving depression a voice [...]</description>
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		<title>By: mel @ this girl and that guy</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39873</link>
		<dc:creator>mel @ this girl and that guy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 05:29:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for this post. thanks for helping us understand. i&#039;m a (new) family member and it&#039;s been hard. thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for this post. thanks for helping us understand. i&#8217;m a (new) family member and it&#8217;s been hard. thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: SP</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39860</link>
		<dc:creator>SP</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Jan 2010 19:24:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for this post Casey.  I suffer from generalized anxiety, OCD and depression.  Winter is very bad.  I need to be with people all the time if I want to feel semi normal, which is hard because I live by myself.  I&#039;m nowhere near feeling suicidal but I am hurting.  I believe this post will save some lives.  Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for this post Casey.  I suffer from generalized anxiety, OCD and depression.  Winter is very bad.  I need to be with people all the time if I want to feel semi normal, which is hard because I live by myself.  I&#8217;m nowhere near feeling suicidal but I am hurting.  I believe this post will save some lives.  Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: lili</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39841</link>
		<dc:creator>lili</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 22:24:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank You. I was at the place, where you just don&#039;t believe that somebody cares or can help. I reread you posts about depression and I do believe, that you care. It helps.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank You. I was at the place, where you just don&#8217;t believe that somebody cares or can help. I reread you posts about depression and I do believe, that you care. It helps.</p>
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		<title>By: della</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39839</link>
		<dc:creator>della</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 06:13:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>yes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>yes.</p>
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		<title>By: Melissa</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39773</link>
		<dc:creator>Melissa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 02:03:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes. And you never know how much a few words or a smile can mean to someone when they are in a bad place.  If you feel any inkling to reach out to someone; do. God works through all of us. I needed to read this tonight.  Thank you, Casey.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes. And you never know how much a few words or a smile can mean to someone when they are in a bad place.  If you feel any inkling to reach out to someone; do. God works through all of us. I needed to read this tonight.  Thank you, Casey.</p>
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		<title>By: Amanda</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39761</link>
		<dc:creator>Amanda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 09:05:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I see a lot of what I have felt before in this post...would you mind commenting on my post about life? I&#039;d love your opinion. TY</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I see a lot of what I have felt before in this post&#8230;would you mind commenting on my post about life? I&#8217;d love your opinion. TY</p>
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		<title>By: sirfwalgman</title>
		<link>http://mooshinindy.com/2010/01/12/on-giving-depression-a-voice/comment-page-3/#comment-39727</link>
		<dc:creator>sirfwalgman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 19:48:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nice post. I can relate to a lot of what you say. I sometimes think I was born depressed and there is no other state to be in. Have not taken steps to get better like you. Perhaps someday.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nice post. I can relate to a lot of what you say. I sometimes think I was born depressed and there is no other state to be in. Have not taken steps to get better like you. Perhaps someday.</p>
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		<title>By: Mary</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mary</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 14:28:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for being so open about what you&#039;ve gone through. If more people talked about it, maybe less people would feel they are alone, broken, and hopeless.  After my husband died two weeks after our daughter was born, I resisted going to see anyone to talk about any of it.  I&#039;m so glad I did, though.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for being so open about what you&#8217;ve gone through. If more people talked about it, maybe less people would feel they are alone, broken, and hopeless.  After my husband died two weeks after our daughter was born, I resisted going to see anyone to talk about any of it.  I&#8217;m so glad I did, though.</p>
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