depression around 1985. I was not infected through casual sex
because, when it comes to sex, I am quite formal. Strictly
black tie. I do not believe it is airborne and I'm certain
there was no needle sharing. I always bring my own needle.
As best I can tell, I caught depression the old-fashioned way--from a toilet
seat. Fortunately, my depression is what the doctors call "controlled."
I take an SSRI and, aside from causing my penis to fall off and my emotions
to flatline, it has no side-effects.