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I am both actually. When my depression is in full force, I tend to barely function. But the instant I am not completely overwhelmed with sadness I scrub everything in sight and it makes me happy. During a long stint of feeling great, I would vacuum over the marks from the day before. I was running out of things to clean! The sad part is when I am behind it is terrible because I am a SAHM of three. But when things are good it is like a well oiled machine with how I run my house.
I am a good enough person, and I try not to offend anyone, but if they say something in my direction and so on is bad, I go and beat my face, after that I did not hear insults in my direction.