Everyone’s talking about depression like it’s a baaaad thing. Ladies, finally, we can use our mood swings to our advantage. What in the H-E-double-hockey-sticks, am I talking about? Doctors have just proven Botox is a simple cure for depression. (Duh, of course Botox treats depression, who isn’t happier with less wrinkles?) That means, as soon as I can figure out how to get diagnosed with depression, my insurance will have to cover the cost of my Botox.

New studies show Prozac and Lexapro have some serious reasons to be paranoid -- and depressed. The theory behind Botox as an anti-depressant is "facial feedback," with a straightforward hypothesis. The muscle movements of our faces tell our brains we’re happy because we’re smiling, or confirm anger when our brows are draw together. That means, if you can’t scowl or frown, you reprogram your brain to be happy.

I’m grateful for simple cures like Botox for depression because anything we can do to feel better should be covered by our insurance companies – oh, and there’s that side effect of fewer wrinkles I forgot all about. If I can’t get my insurance to pay for Botox, my cure for depression has always been pretty uncomplicated. (Except for the Mr. Bubble allergic reaction I had in third grade) I’ve always loved a good soak in the tub. There’s something about sitting in a warm bath, surrounded by bubbles, a good book and a glass of wine that washes away all the ick life throws at you, even if you’ve been falsely accused of health insurance fraud.

That’s why I’m grateful for simple cures.