It was a grey, windy, cold day last Friday as I looked out my den window. Depression is like that. I recall when I was in major depression that my mind was a grey fog of confusion, battered by strong winds of mental anguish, and drenched by a damp coldness that affected not only my mind but also my body.
But there was hope even then, for the sun was still above the bad weather waiting to break through, and the Son was waiting for the right hour to shine into my soul with the calmness and warmth of a still summer day. And one day He did just that, and I am calm and warm yet today.
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About Patrick Day
In 2010, I escaped from four long years of deep, dark depression. This blog shares lessons I learned from those years as depicted in my autobiography - How I Escaped from Depression - as well as other insights about depression and anxiety that only come from someone who has gone through it. When you have a heart attack, you become an expert in heart attacks. When you have diabetes, you become an expert in that condition. As such, I am an expert in depression, with a four-year experiential degree and graduate studies in how to live a life going forward that keeps the ever-lurking Depression at a healthy distance.
Triumph Over Depression 