We are kindred. I will have to read and re-read this again. There are some profound truths in the thread and some I truly need. Imagery has been there all along and I think I'm coming out of the depression because I'm not just angry at myself anymore. I imagine succeeding at work and have only beenhit major road blocks to my integrity. The peacefulness of reading a book in a tree with the wind slightly stirring or hanging upside down from a tree in awe of what the world was like and what I would become. Imagery that now takes me into yep remodeling my kitchen. Didn't know I could do it. Imagery that made it peaceful enough for me to install a cork floor. Imagery that has allowed me to achieve so much yet not defeat the depression. I know my mother had it bad and I have an sibling with schiz. Fear, yes a lot of fear, shame from being labled and truth without understanding.

The most important part of this "waking up" is the ability to talk with someone about it; to see what they've experienced, to know that there are ways . . . to good days