((((( Figuring It Out )))))

I, a frog of little brain, think we all are pretty much in the same place. Our illness fills us with half truths and lies. What works for one only makes symptoms worse for others. One day we are treading water. The next day there is a big hole in our boat.

We are all traveling down this road of depression. It is filled with twists and turns, bumps and pot holes. If we survive the journey have we won.....

I don't believe I have ever heard of a person cured of depression. Perhaps it is that little flicker of hope we see in the distance that gives us the courage to go on. Maybe someday I can say "I'm cured".

If there is one phrase that comes in a "one size fits all" . . . "I'm tired of being miserable" says it for me.