Fight Depression!

I have put this information about myself online with the view to help others find happiness by beating depression. Being depressed is a poor use of valuable days in life. I can imagine nothing worse than dying with the thought of wishing I had spent my time better. Each day is precious and should not be wasted. There are people that would trade millions for a few extra days. You are rich in days, spend them wisely.

Depressing and difficult times make you stronger. See these unhappy times as an opportunity to grow. Get through the tough times without bitterness and you will emerge a strong happy person. I did.

I believe, that you have to experience unhappiness to know what happiness really is. So look out true happiness is coming your way. If you want it bad enough you will get it. DO NOT GIVE UP!

In this culture you can be so well off that you loose touch with the truly important things in life. Forget the quest for a perfect life and begin now to sort out the basic things. Start with one thing and work to make it better. Do not work to make it perfect, expect to make it better only. If we lived forever in this life on earth we could take time to find perfection, for every aspect of our lives. However, we do not. Therefore we have to make the best of life with the time remaining. You have time left on this earth, otherwise you would not be reading this. It does not matter if you have used up 99% of your time and it was all unhappy. If you make the last 1% happy, that is better than 100% unhappy.

When I was a child, I imagined the world as a magical place where wrong doing happened in far off lands to other people. Everything was possible and when I grew up I was going to have a fantastic life. Perhaps if I had taken certain pathways, or made other choices my dreams could have been answered as I had expected. Notice when I talk about choices I do not say "If I had made better choices..." rather I say "other choices". There is nothing to be gained by daydreaming.

Please do not misunderstand me, I have no regrets and given my time again I would not have changed anything. Everything I have experienced and felt has made me into the person I am today. Not the same person I have always been. Different, harder, less caring for my fellow human being, but stronger and I feel very strong. I sometimes feel moments of weakness creeping back. However, these feelings are becoming increasingly rare and I expect them to totally disappear, never to return. They will not return because I know how to get myself out of unhappiness. Like everything else in life being depressed is a lesson. Get through it and you will know what to do if there is another time in the future when you feel yourself becoming unhappy. You will recognize it coming and you will know what to do to get rid of those feelings. My inner strength is making me stronger. The feeling of strength itself is making me feel stronger. I now know myself. I used to wonder what that meant, "know yourself". In fact I used to scoff at that statement, thinking how could anyone not know themselves? It was a bit of a puzzle. I gave it no attention as I was too busy feeling sorry for myself. Know yourself, for me it means knowing how to be in control of me. I always used to say, I wish I came with an instruction manual. I now don't need one.

The beginning of change for me happened while watching a documentary on TV. It was about tribal warfare in Africa. Part of the programme focused on a teenage girl. Her ordeal shocked and moved me. It put my problems into perspective. Here was me all sad about this and that little problem. My life wasn't taking the direction I had expected. I had a feeling of wasted time and other relatively minor issues that seemed so important to me until then. This girl had been through hell. What cheek I had, feeling unhappy. I had no right to feel depressed. My life was brilliant. I was very lucky but I was still unhappy. Her story made me feel like an ungrateful child. Unlike this gravely unfortunate girl, my first encounter with sex was not gang rape. After witnessing all her family being brutally murdered, she was raped and raped and raped... Broken bottles were then pushed inside her vagina. Her attackers then poured battery acid inside her. She was left for dead. Suffering from shock and bleeding severely, she struggled for miles to a Red Cross center. They managed to save her life. She will never have children and she is mentally scared. One of her attackers gave her HIV. She has reason to be unhappy, I didn't and don't. Do you?