Prozac: Sam, you need to clean your room, it's really bad.
Anxiety: Holy cow this is going to take forever you better wait until you have 4 hours to clean it because nothing can be done in 10 minutes.
Depression: I mean, even if you clean it--it's just going to get dirty again, right? So, what's the point?
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Prozac: Sam go hang out with your friends, you haven't seen them in ages.
Anxiety: They're just going to talk about school the whole time, what will you have to add to the conversation?
Depression: Wouldn't you rather finish that show you started earlier today? You could stay up all night!
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Prozac: You should go to the gym today! Endorphins! Energy! Exercise!
Anxiety: You better workout in the back row. Everyone! Is! Looking! At! You!
Depression: You're so tired, just go get Chick-Fil-A and go home. Chicken! Strips! Frozen! Lemonade!
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Prozac: What are you going to do tomorrow? You should be productive!
Anxiety: Well you usually do nothing and you're doing okay right? You should keep doing that!
Depression: Why do you always want to do something different? Just chill out.