Well, before we got my depression figured out, it was mainly trying to cope with life. Now that we've figured out the root cause of my depression (biological), therapy is to help me re-orient how I think, process things, etc. Twenty years of hellish depression means I don't know what average people experience from day to day. I used to be utterly baffled as to how *anyone* got out of bed. Like, didn't they feel the existential weight on their chest that made them feel like they were suffocating?

Clearly not as I have spent the last two months free from said weight. But it's like I have some emotional stunting because I had to cope with starvation for so long.

So my T exists to help me retrain my brain. He's DBT trained so it's all very practical.