You don’t know what it’s like to To have bipolar depression and then lose something that means everything to you. Depression has taken a huge toll on my entire life. My depression got the best of me in December. I resorted to drinking which led me to miss my medication to the point where I was barely taking them at all. This really took a turn for the worst in my life. I got my medication bin and took as many pills as I could before she would notice. I was sent to a mental hospital back home and was there for 10 days. But earlier this year my poor dog had passed away. She had been with me through my entire life. We had to put her down. The tattoo on my arm is for her to remember how she helped through the tough times. It is not a cure for my depression, but a help to remember that life gets better.