Some days I feel afraid for no reason. Afraid to do things that I used to enjoy. Today I am afraid to go to an open house work party that my wife is participating in. Last week I asked her if it was a bad thing to not want to go and she said "no", but I think that she might have been trying to be nice. Today my daughter asked me about it and I tried to explain that I was worried about getting The Shakes or that I might start to weep, something that has been happening alot lately because of The Depression that doesn't go away. Parkinson's does that. My daughter gave me a hug and told me to go to the gym. "I want you to use your cell phone and take a picture of yourself at the gym and send it to me". I will too because I'm afraid that if I didn't do it it would let her down.