Many years I was depressed. People made me depressed. Simple as that. Alot of people were jealous of me. I find that hard to believe. From age 22 to my early 30's. Although, one period from 1998 thru 2001, I remained "safe".
Depression can actually kill you--if you don't seek the remedies. I was one of the lucky few--no medications, nothing.
Today, all of the people who caused my depression are no longer are in touch with me. Ironically, it sems as if God sent them away.
I found a therapist for anger managemnet and the depression came up in session. Three years of therapy made me a better person. The depression was still there...it never went away until early 2004 {that's when my life changed and I quit going}.
My "friend" died of depression. It was not the hanging that killed him, but, rather the awful press and depression {and dabbling in drugs}.
November 21, 1997, was an awful day when I lost someone so special {although, I would fully understand until his death} and the world lost a great person. Hutch did something so selfish--take his life. Years earlier I thought of the same thing, and his suicide made me really think that I hurt everyone close to me. Although, no one ever thought that my mood just wasn't a faze! No one helped me kick the suicidal tendencies...I found solace and help in Bono. His lyrics in his music really helped me through it. I won't go on and on about me...because I am a survivor of it.
If you are depressed, talk to someone and do not allow others to deal you crap advice. Stay away from negative people AND find books dealing with depression perferably with a Christian twist on it.
