I wish I could give all the depressed people out there a hug. I know that may sound trite and irreverent but I've dealt with depression and I know how it is. It's true but sad that I also know that in the deepest despairing moments a hug will do nothing.
A friend came over on Monday saying he was really depressed and didn't know what to do. I almost held my tounge because it's not so cool to speak about. Instead we listened and then I told him about my experiences with depression. On Tuesday we heard that another friend had commited suicide on Monday. Was Monday such a bad day? What the heck was going on in the cosmos?
I hope you have found peace at last Nick.