I have been battling depression since I was a young teenager. I can remember looking at other teens in my class and wondering why they had a happiness that I never seemed to grasp.

However, I am 27 years old now and married. Many things have changed since I first was diagnosed. I spent years of my teen years going through some very dark times, and I even attempted suicide several times. However, when I finally got older, I started anti-depressants to help. Prior to that, I never wanted to take anything, because my mother referred to them negatively as merely "happiness in a bottle".

Despite being married and being a full time teacher, I have never been able to shake the depression. Some day are harder than others, but when things are not going well, it is very difficult to not think back on all the failed attempts I had growing up. It is hard to ignore the literal scars on my arms.

Does it ever get better? Will I ever fully recover from this, or will it always just be a matter of getting through one day or one week?