Why is there an illness such as depression? I mean is it really necessary? Couldn't we just get a bad dose of measles or something? I have been in the deepest, darkest, blackest of pits and I never thought there was hope for me or for feeling "normal" (whatever that is). It is obvious that depression ruins lives, tears family's apart. It makes me sick to the stomach to read of the pain in people's lives, to remember my own pain.

Meds did not help me, I know they help others - so I shouldn't comment on that, but is there really a cure?

Sorry - just wishing that people did not have to suffer like this. I am rambling