I look back on my past and realize I can't remember a time when I wasn't dealing with depression, but I also realized in most things I've been damned lucky in my life and my family. Getting to know people here, there are so many of members who have been through horrific, almost inconceivable traumas, some still going through them right now. But they are here, they have survived and continued to fight back. Not only have they come here looking for help in their fight, but so many are also caring and concerned and do their best to help other members even when they themselves are falling apart. And these same people will so often blame themselves for things they had no control over, beat themselves up when they should truly be PROUD -- they have seen Hell in person and yet they go on and do their best for themselves and others. I don't know if I'd have the courage or internal strength to match theirs if I'd been through what they have. You all amaze me.
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