Once depression strikes, you’re never the same again. It is as if the script of your life is changed from one of being a “normal” person to one of being a person afflicted with depression, or a person who has recovered from depression. Although I am one who has come out on the other side of depression, the narrative of my life has been unalterably rewritten.
For one thing, I had five years of my life that deviated from the previous story of my life so dramatically that I can’t find an adjective to describe it. Exceedingly does not do the job, nor do immensely, tremendously, or remarkably. Or even hugely. Depression was like changing the script of my life from a family movie to a horror story. When you can’t even recognize yourself in a mirror, you know your life has somehow changed forever.
But there is a good part to all of this. I’m now a few years past the horror story, but the narrative of my life has not gone back to what it was before. The rest of my life has been rewritten to one of proper nutrition, feeding my soul with positive thoughts, taking time out to rest often, listening to Christian music on a daily basis, reading Scripture every day, and having a tight relationship with Jesus Christ that has blossomed in these last years. I now look back and see that the depression that I thought was the worst time of my life was really the best time of my life, for I now am on a journey toward the waiting arms of my Savior who will carry me over to the other shore by and by. It’s a story with a happy ending.