it seems that we are all on a merry-go-round...diagnosis, then meds, then more meds when the first ones don't work so well... on & on & on...therapy ( if you're lucky as I was, you get a real one)
This may sound like rambling, but I think I have a point here::
Sometime, somewhere, you have to get to the point that you accept your disease for what it is, let go of false hopes & promises of sunlight & flowers, and deal with the hand you've been dealt. Somewhere there is salvation in those of us who persevere..... Peace!!


I think you may be right on with what you say here. I have tried to come to terms with the fact that I have a tendency to become depressed. Acceptance does help. It is like trying to fight a wave. I would rather let it wash over me than do battle with it.
Thank you for writing this. I know it resonates with me.