On the surface, I appear normal. Actually, quite of an outgoing, upbeat person. In all actuality, I am depressed, unhopeful, anxious always, insecure and unable to make decisions on my own. I have thought for years there is something wrong with me. As I age, it is becoming more obvious I have a problem. Nobody listens as I always throw up my barrier of happiness. Nobody can break through the wall. I need medication for anxiety on a regular basis but nobody listens. I am 53 years old. I am tired. And...again therein lies a problem. I have no funding to pay for an answer. I m hopeless.