For almost two years, I just thought I had writers block. I would start to type, only to delete everything by the end of a few failed paragraphs. I would come here to try to weave together sentences about random things I wanted to talk about, but I couldn't. As a life-long writer with a degree in journalism, it was beyond frustrating. I had always been able to sit down at a computer and bang an essay out in no time, or figure out how to express my thoughts on whatever I was trying to communicate. I tried to write about things I cared deeply about; things like Iowa sports, challenging the status quo, people, etc. - but still, I came up blank. Then it hit me. It wasn't writers block - it was depression. My last post on here, almost two years ago, was a very tough one for me to write. It was written a few weeks shy of a diagnosis I never thought I would have: depression. Months before that word entered into my vocabulary, I had been feeling a low I've never experienced...