I have struggled with depression for as long as I can remember.  My depression was finally diagnosed when I was in my late 20’s as being a chemical imbalance.  Every day has been a struggle.  For the longest time, I dreaded each day.  Being an extreme introvert, I didn’t like talking much to begin with, much less talking about what was going on in my mind.

I did learn and develop some coping strategies (can’t call them “skills” because they have yet to be mastered) along the way.  Writing about the things in my mind was been a tremendous help for a while, until someone stole my journal and stood atop the lunch table to read it aloud.  From that moment until diagnosis, I spoke to few and hid as much as possible from the world, sinking myself into books.

I found a quote that rather accurately voices what my mind was screaming:

“Deep into that darkness peering,
Long I stood there wondr’ing, fearing
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever
Dared to dream before.”
       – Edgar Allen Poe