Therapy following meds.

In addition to the meds (a million of them), I am seeing a good therapist who reads my journal to me each week.  Last week I wrote in my journal that I accept the fact that I'm a good person and I am lovable.  I never thought I was anything but a mess of a human being.  I remember the feeling of elation when I wrote that down.  I had accepted it intellectually,but this time I felt what I had written in my gut.  That feeling has done as much as the meds. have.  With my therapist's help, I'm peeling away years of resentments and self-hatred.  I think we have to learn to love ourselves and begin healing the resentments and hurts that have been a big part of our depression.