Beyond Blue: The Lessons of Depression
Four years ago, I almost gave up.
After trying 23 medication combinations, seven psychiatrists, two hospitalization programs, and every form of alternative therapy available--from homeopathic remedies to yoga--I assumed I was one of those unfortunate statistics with treatment-resistant depression, a Humpty Dumpty type who would never recover from the fall of a nervous breakdown.
There was no magic that happened between then and now, the day my book about my recovery hits the shelves. I just kept on getting out of bed. Even on the days where my thoughts were cemented in the black stuff, in negativity and toxic emotions, I tried to pick up one foot and place it in front on the next.