
Depression Support Group
Depression is a real and debilitating condition that is often misunderstood by family and friends. Its meaning can range from a prolonged period of sadness to an actual mental illness with specific symptoms. Find and share experiences with others who are going through the same struggles.

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I read once that you should never regret doing something, rather only regret the things you should have done. If you had one do-over, what would it be? If you actually had the do-over, how would things be different today?
Here's mine:
I would have never dropped out of college the first time. I was 20, confused, overwhelmed, and I took the easy road. If I had finished school, I could have been a counselor now with a Master's degree. I'd be making a lot more money, living in a house where the faucets don't constantly drip. I would have never met the most wonderful man, the man I married, because we later met while working together in non-professional jobs. I wouldn't have my beautiful son, probably wouldn't be living in the house I grew up in. My point: In all honestly, I'd take no do-over if God granted me one. Everything, the good and the bad, the mistakes, poor judgements, and regrets all led me to where I am now and that's okay. It's okay, because I know that all of that is in God's plan and I just have to trust it. And would I have really been any happier if I was a counselor anyway? I'd probably be counseling during the day and reading self-help books at night for myself :)
Here's mine:
I would have never dropped out of college the first time. I was 20, confused, overwhelmed, and I took the easy road. If I had finished school, I could have been a counselor now with a Master's degree. I'd be making a lot more money, living in a house where the faucets don't constantly drip. I would have never met the most wonderful man, the man I married, because we later met while working together in non-professional jobs. I wouldn't have my beautiful son, probably wouldn't be living in the house I grew up in. My point: In all honestly, I'd take no do-over if God granted me one. Everything, the good and the bad, the mistakes, poor judgements, and regrets all led me to where I am now and that's okay. It's okay, because I know that all of that is in God's plan and I just have to trust it. And would I have really been any happier if I was a counselor anyway? I'd probably be counseling during the day and reading self-help books at night for myself :)
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