Do I seem this [insert adjective]..?

Daniel was talking to a friend at this weekend's aforementioned party who is a long time reader of this poor excuse for a blog. Our friend told Daniel that, from what he read in the blog, that I seemed trapped and miserable (MY INTERPRETATION OF WHAT WAS SAID).

I don't consider myself that at all. I do suffer from depression, but it's the chronic kind that I have had for most of my life. It's pretty well medicated, but there are a few hormonal or fibromyalgia induced misery days where I bitch about nothing in particular. Yes, I am alone a lot. Yes, I don't drive and don't go to a lot of places. Of course I get lonely. But, would I trade all this to go back to my previous life in Lexington where I was living a dangerous life on the edge that made me feel empty and used? Hell no. I chose to join my life to Daniel's, and I don't regret a thing. Besides, I'm getting a bicycle this weekend, the weather has warmed up, and I can get out and volunteer or get a part time job somewhere. All is well.