Gosh you guys are a wonderful, really.
I know that living through what a lot of us are going through only exacerbates any kind of mental health issue that may or may not be there. And if it isn't there, it starts.
My mother, who's never been depressed a day in her life, now understands what it is like, having lived with my daughter off and on over the past few months. It was kind of sad to hear her say that, really, but it also gave me a bit of an outside look at what chaos, sadness, fear, anger, and emotional abuse can do to a person - even a healthy-minded person.
I think I've come a long way from where I've been (it still amazes me that I'm not a full-blown alcoholic or in constant fetal position by now). I
should be a hot, buttered mess, lying on the floor sucking brandy from a baby's bottle. But I'm not. For the most part, I'm thankful, functioning and satisfied. At least that's my aim. I don't always hit that mark, though.