When I was younger I had a few bad depressions. Medication has never helped, and usually therapy is, for various reasons, short-lived. My one way to cope was to grit my teeth and wait it out. I don't know why...but for some reason I always had faith that the depression would eventually lift, and it did.

This is the most severe I have ever been. When I was young I never had suicidal ideation, so this is a new thing to cope with.

I have been trying everything...but once again, I feel that maybe if I just grit my teeth and wait it out that things will improve.

That's why I say I have been left alone with severe depression.

All the posters on this thread have very generously shared their experiences. I see a lot of courage. Because although many are doing everything possible they are still suffering alone.

Consider the poster who has doctors and still regularly calls crisis hotlines.

Or others who are not even getting a basic level of care...and having to wait for long periods of time for appointments.

In a way, we are all suffering, alone. (((Hugs to all)))