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Anyone who has suffered with a condition such as depression knows all too well that the ordeals extend well beyond the devastating symptoms of the illness itself. The misinformation, stigma and bias surrounding the illness needlessly compound the suffering of victims, who just want a fair chance to obtain vital healthcare, make a decent living, and lead something approaching a normal life.

In North America alone, untold millions suffer the crippling symptoms of depression, an illness reaching epidemic proportions. Many of these people are unaware of their illness or have a suspicion but are afraid to learn the truth. Even among those seeking treatment, many will never be properly diagnosed or treated, but will continue to suffer the consequences. Of those fortunate enough to be successfully diagnosed, many will have experienced diagnostic delays or mistakes of some kind along the way. Many of these sufferers will then be given treatment that is ineffective in producing recovery. Often the treatment given is inappropriate for the particular individual or less than optimal. Commonly, a more effective treatment is available but a caregiver is unaware of it or untrained in its application.

No one knows the exact number, but it’s unlikely that more than half of all sufferers of depression are fortunate enough to make it successfully past all these hurdles and become able to get the help they need to achieve recovery.

And they still aren’t home free, not by a long-shot. In all likelihood, they will have suffered from the destructive stigma and widespread ignorance associated with depression, often in the form of discrimination on the job or in their healthcare.

• They will lose a job, or several jobs.
• They will be unable to find a job.
• They will be unemployed.
• They will be forced to go on disability leave.
• They will be without income when the disability coverage expires.
• They will exhaust their medical insurance benefits.
• They will be unable to afford medical care.
• They will wish they had a “physical” illness rather than “mental” or “emotional” one, because the medical coverage is better.
• They will wonder why there’s a difference.
• They will feel like castoffs from society.
• They will be right.

They are castoffs. If this isn’t bad enough, adding insult to endless injury is the fact that victims of depression are typically blamed for their illnesses. The prevailing opinion seems to be that they should be able to manage it. “Everyone has bad days.” “Just suck it up.” “Stop dwelling in your sorrow.” Like lepers of old, they suffer with an illness that society cannot or will not understand.

Inadequate Opportunity

Aside from the obvious moral issue that it’s terribly wrong to abandon or ostracize such victims, consider the medical, social and economic issues. While depression can be chronic and severe, even fatal in the case of suicide, it is often temporary. Victims can recover, if treated properly, and become able to resume a normal life. This means having the life, the job, the family, or the marriage they had before or aspired to before. They could then return to being fully functioning, productive members of society. But they need to have the opportunities to resume normalcy, which they don’t have now.

Many victims recover from mood disorders such as depression, and many more could recover if treated properly. Depression can be like terminal cancer under the worst conditions, but it should be like operable cancer- you’re incapacitated for a while, you receive effective treatment, you have time to heal, you achieve recovery, and you return to where you were- your workplace, your family, your community. Ideally. How often does this actually happen? Too often, victims of depression don’t hold their jobs, they can’t maintain their relationships or marriages, and they can’t afford to live in their own houses. But with the right opportunities and treatment, they quite possibly could. Impatient, expense-conscious employers today are unwilling to allow victims the unreasonably long period of time required to receive treatment and recover in our woefully inadequate mental healthcare system. Employers habitually turn their backs on sufferers of mood disorders, which only compounds the problems of a victim whose already dark and hopeless mood can only deteriorate further when jobless.

The Cost of Depression

Let’s now turn to the economics, since that’s often the most powerful argument in this day and age. Just in the US the economic costs of the mistreatment of depression, both medical and social, have become astronomical. A report by the National Mental Health Association, now known as Mental Health America, indicates that business, government and families lose $113 billion a year from the cost of untreated and mistreated mental illness (see the NMHA’s Labor Day 2001 Report). This cost, which has nearly tripled in the past decade, is due to such things as “discriminatory business practices” and “unfounded fears and misunderstanding” of mental illness. Mental health conditions are actually the second leading cause of absenteeism from work. Depression alone results in more “bed” days than many other medical ailments, including ulcers, diabetes, high blood pressure and arthritis. The report adds that, “Business needs to help end the stigma against mental illness by adopting appropriate health insurance and human resources policies, and governments need to shift spending priorities.” Increased investment in the prevention and treatment of mental illnesses would more than pay for itself in stemming losses from disability, unemployment, underemployment, broken families, poverty, welfare, substance abuse, and crime.

In spite of the enormous and escalating economic costs of depression, the amount of money spent on diagnosis and treatment for it is dwarfed by spending on cancer, heart disease, muscular dystrophy, and other illnesses.

Another eye-opening fact to consider– as high as the homicide rate is in the U.S., most people would be surprised to hear that the number of suicides has far exceeded the number of homicides in recent years. In fact, it’s nearly twice as high (34,598 vs. 18,361 in 2007).

A Misinformed Society

Most people cannot begin to understand depression. It’s just not possible-unless you’ve felt it. Depression is a category-five hurricane against which there’s little defense. If you haven’t experienced it, you cannot appreciate the awesome power. Unlike most illnesses, depression conquers every aspect of your being- body, mind, and spirit. People tend to equate depression with sadness, but it’s much more than that. There is no energy or strength or hope. You’re empty, lifeless.

A widespread view people have but often will not verbalize is that depression is just “in your head” and could be avoided or managed better. “Just suck it up,” seems to be the prevailing mindset. Let’s consider that. It’s taken an inexplicably long time, but the evidence is now being widely revealed that underlying depression is severe neurological and physiological injury. I’m not the right person to describe the disrupted hormonal or neurotransmitter processes or the types of physical injuries that occur. In laymen’s terms, it falls under the general heading of “brain damage.”

That’s a chilling term few people associate with depression. So I guess you can say depression is in your head in a sense, just like a brain tumor is in your head. Depression is also in your nervous system, your hormonal system, and other places I’m not qualified to describe. Historically, it was thought to be largely genetic, but the recent evidence suggests that emotional trauma of various kinds, particularly in childhood, often creates the physiological vulnerability to depression.

We’re talking about events during childhood that often lead to depression. It begins with innocent, defenseless, vulnerable children. Yes, the victim can later do something about his depression, just as a victim of a “physical” disorder such as heart disease can do something about that- change lifestyle or diet as needed, go for treatment, find the necessary support. Sufferers can almost always do more to help themselves. But often the very illness inhibits one from taking the needed action, as in the case of the lifelessness and despair produced by depression that limits the ability to act. All in all, most “physical” and “emotional” illnesses seem quite similar in the ability victims have to control their conditions through their own actions. Nevertheless, the stubborn stigma of depression remains, often accompanied by the misconception that these disorders are “all in your head.”

My Story

No doubt it’s become apparent by now that my strong opinions about depression stem from first-hand experience. For every single problem associated with depression I’ve described here, I have personally experienced the bitter consequences.

My condition has been misdiagnosed.

• I was given a number of treatments that were ineffective.
• I was prescribed medications that were ineffective or produced side effects as bad as depression itself.
• I tried ten different medications. My recovery was delayed and my illness prolonged.
• I had to go on disability leave twice.
• I exhausted my disability benefits.
• I lost two good jobs as a result of depression, essentially destroying my career.
• I had difficulty finding a job and changed careers.
• I had to see five different therapists and four psychiatrists before achieving substantial recovery.
• I faced limitations on my healthcare due to having an “emotional” rather than physical illness.
• I couldn’t afford the type of treatment that would have most expeditiously treated my illness.
• I couldn’t afford to maintain my family’s lifestyle. My marriage has been severely strained by the prolonged duration of my illness.
• And, what’s perhaps most disturbing, my situation is not unlike that of millions of others.

The Travesty of Mental Healthcare

To further illustrate the shameful state of affairs in mental healthcare, I should add a few significant details about my story. It turned out that depression alone was not my problem. Only after two years of therapy and medication did I learn that there was much more to my condition, and these issues surfaced at my own prompting based on what I had read about the causes of depression. None of the therapists or psychiatrists I saw raised these issues.

I was reading “Healing the Child Within” by Charles Whitfield, an extraordinary book that examines the link between mood disorders such as depression and severe emotional trauma during childhood. I was struck by how similar my symptoms were to a disorder that Dr. Whitfield contends is far more common than the medical community acknowledges, and which can affect a person years after the trauma. My symptoms actually aligned closer with this condition than with depression. It is post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Emotional or mental trauma can affect children much more severely than adults and produce a type of chronic shock that disrupts and inhibits emotions. This produces a vulnerability to stresses that occur later in life, which can lead to depression. But PTSD produces serious symptoms of its own-emotional numbness, hyper-vigilance, irritability, moodiness, and withdrawal, to name a few.

When I volunteered this information, my therapist seemed largely unfazed while confirming that I had probably had PTSD, since, he argued, the treatment would be essentially the same as that for depression. He knew my history, that as a young child I witnessed countless incidents of rage, verbal abuse and threats of violence by an alcoholic father directed at my mother, my only parent who showed me any love, warmth and approval. These raging incidents could go on for hours at a time, and spanned more than a decade. From an early age, I became petrified and numbed by the repeated incidents. A person so wounded by early, chronic stress becomes “hard-wired” to be overly sensitive and reactionary in the face of future stress in a way that creates significant vulnerability to depression and similar disorders.

In order to heal the wounds and recover from a mood disorder, you need to understand what happened to you. Psychoanalyst Alice Miller has sold millions of books making this point, but caregivers evidently aren’t getting the word. I absolutely needed to know the whole truth about what made me what I am, and I was incredulous with disappointment that I didn’t know earlier about something as significant as PTSD.

There’s more. I described to all my caregivers a number of strange symptoms I experienced throughout my life- being easily distracted, difficulty concentrating, inability to follow simple instructions, quickly losing focus while driving or reading, excessive daydreaming and fantasizing. Everyone has these experiences from time to time, but mine were continual and pervasive. They defined me. There was a period of time not too long ago when I thought I might have ADD, then I thought it might be bipolar. I knew something was terribly wrong.

Once again, I stumbled upon some telling information when I was reading about mood disorders– my symptoms were an awful lot like a condition called dissociative disorder. This too can result from severe trauma. At some point, often in childhood, a person can disconnect from reality as a defense mechanism, because it’s so painful and unbearable. In the face of severe, repeated trauma, the disconnection can become a permanent part of personality (Whitfield, 2004). A few weeks into my sessions with a new therapist, number five I believe, I asked if my symptoms could indicate dissociative disorder. This therapist, the first one I feel completely confident in, suspected I might have this condition and gave me an assessment.

In spite of my suspicions, I didn’t really expect to be diagnosed with another disorder this late in my treatment. But, it turned out I did in fact have a moderate degree of dissociation, enough to be seriously disruptive. I’m 55 when I learn this, about two and a half years into psychotherapy and medication over two separate episodes. I feel a sense of satisfaction hearing this because it explains a lot of things, like who I am. But I’m understandably upset and frustrated that it wasn’t found much earlier. For one, an implication is that I’ll probably require yet another type of treatment.

Healing

In spite of the many ordeals and frustrations, I’m happy to say that I’m steadily moving forward on the long road to healing and recovery. I no longer feel the full, terrible burden of depression, although I still suffer crippled emotions. I continue to feel anger and sadness much more than I feel peace or joy. My problems were actually compounded by an extreme response to the childhood trauma, which for me generated a particular complex of emotional numbing, shame, disconnection, and subsequent guilt that a “man” would have such weaknesses. As a result, I wouldn’t talk about the horrific incidents or about my feelings, with anyone, ever. The wounds were therefore left to fester, which not surprisingly is a major obstacle to healing. Exemplifying the benefits of discussing the harmful events with someone and receiving support, my two older sisters didn’t suffer such serious injury because they had each other for vital support. I was alone.

With talk therapy no longer yielding benefits, I decided to try a technique known by the cryptic name, ‘eye movement desensitization and reprocessing’ (EMDR). This treatment induces the brain to reprocess painful memories and perceptions in a more positive light. The technique, which is reportedly quite successful in most cases, can undo much of the harm of earlier trauma. The treatment was long and difficult, requiring several months of weekly sessions that delved into dark, painful memories. There were some setbacks, and I often had serious doubts, but in the end it helped me a great deal. I began to feel free of crippling guilt and shame, that I was somehow to blame for my own illness. Unloading this burden has helped me to heal. It’s just so frustrating that it took so long. I had to take it upon myself to find the right technique and the right therapist.

Too often practitioners mindlessly apply standard treatments in a one-size-fits-all approach that fails to address individual needs. This is true for both therapists and psychiatrists. They treat symptoms, not causes. What’s worse, they each have but one tool, no matter what the problem. Psychiatrists do little more than push an endless array of high-priced drugs, many with toxic and addictive properties. And therapists– they talk, and sometimes they actually listen. Is this really the best we can do?

I’ve learned many invaluable lessons during my bouts with depression, one being that I am far from alone in my ordeals. It’s not at all unusual for a person to have a complex of conditions including PTSD, depression and some degree of dissociative disorder. Knowing all this is critical if for no other reason than it helps to relieve the destructive guilt I’ve felt that I was inferior, weak, and responsible for my own inability to be “normal.” I shouldn’t worry anymore about being normal because it’s rarely possible to lead anything approaching a normal life with these conditions. It’s been painfully difficult to overcome the guilt and the frustration to be anything like normal, but I’m slowly learning to live with the peculiarities of my condition. You can recover enough to function, but how many will completely heal all the wounds deep within the body as well as the mind?

Fighting Back

For the record, and to attest to the ability to endure these ordeals, I somehow managed despite these handicaps to do OK with my life, at least until things recently started unraveling. Depression “officially” struck pretty late in my life, although I always carried the vulnerability and the symptoms of severe traumatic wounds. It appears that dissociation is a condition I’ve had my whole life. Prior to my depression, I managed to get a masters degree from an Ivy League college, have a 25 year career in market research culminating in an executive position, and enjoy a 34 year marriage and three wonderful children. Now it’s all falling apart.

I grieved for a while, but I’m doing alright now. I’ve been knocked down so many times I can’t count anymore. And when I’m down, I don’t always get up right away. But I do get up, I’ll always get up, and I hit back when necessary. My last employer didn’t understand my depression or show any compassion or tolerance; then, after a few conversations with my lawyer, they were happy to part with a handful of money to shut me up. No one should tolerate discrimination. I plan on doing a lot more fighting. Losing a job presents a crisis for anyone, but it’s especially traumatic for someone with escalating medical bills whose health condition is already dire and short on hope. I spent $6,000 out of pocket in a recent year on healthcare, and I have what I thought was decent group health insurance, which by the way costs me another $6,000. This is pretty tough on someone working part-time.

Unfortunately, most people are too busy with their own lives and their own problems to pay attention to these arguments and learn the truth about depression. You would think that policymakers could help lead the way in dispelling myths and reforming policies that unfairly restrict the rights victims of mood disorders have or should have in the realms of jobs and healthcare. And considering the massive scale of the problem, much more funding is needed for research into these disorders and what the most effective treatments are. It’s time we recognize the reality of mood disorder, end the stigma and discrimination, and come out of the dark ages in the handling of these horrible but treatable illnesses. You’d also think or at least hope that enough concerned mental healthcare providers would step forward and institute measures to improve the current state of care, such as mandated training in the latest and most effective diagnostic and treatment techniques.

The sad truth is that it often requires a highly visible, horrific incident to galvanize the public in a way that finally generates needed reform. Things started to happen after Virginia Tech. The nation and the world were shocked by the mass murder on an unprecedented scale by a mentally unstable individual who failed to receive effective treatment despite overwhelming evidence of serious illness emerging over a period of many years. Who knows how many more people like this may be out there? But following some promising dialogue about reform and a flurry of half-hearted initiatives, very little changed as public policy focused on more pressing concerns. The current state of mental healthcare remains shamefully inadequate.

Finally, on a more positive note, let’s return to those powerful economic arguments, which typically trump any moral argument. The costs of improving diagnosis and care for mood disorders will be more than made up by savings in terms of reduced disability, improved productivity, and lower medical costs for treatment of the many disorders that depression leads to if not treated properly. Doing the right thing is even better than “free.” It will save money in the long run, which today seems to be of more concern than saving people.

“Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else.” — Margaret Mead

Lately I’ve noticed that my meds need tweaking. I’m feeling lethargic during the day and am having trouble sleeping at night. I will be seeing my psychiatrist soon and we can address this. She is very in tune with my psyche and always has ideas for adjustment. She is always open to suggestions from me as well.

I love this about my psychiatrist. Over the course of my treatment, I probably have seen about a dozen therapists and psychiatrists. Of this number, I would say that probably for of them really tried to see me as a unique person with unique needs. Now, this is not meant to suggest that most all psychiatrists are this way. I can only base my opinions on my own personal experience. But I’ve learned over the years that, to get the best treatment, you must find a therapist or psychiatrist who knows the truth that everyone is indeed unique and is willing to put in the time and effort to get to know you in a deeply personal way.

The quote at this article’s beginning has a kind of humorous bent to it. But Margaret Mead was a renowned cultural anthropologist and she meant this in a serious way. Each one of us is unique and, yes, this applies to everyone. This is especially true of the combination of brain make-up and personality. Psychiatrists, more than anyone, should know this truth.

What I’m trying to say is that psychiatric treatment is like no other. Take the example of an orthodontist. With a child’s crooked teeth, it’s easy to apply some braces (the same braces he places on most all his other patients). With respect to someone with a blockage in coronary arteries, there are basic procedures that apply to most everyone. In my opinion, physicians treating patients for these issues can see us all as mannequins — only the skin, hair and eye color is different. Generally speaking, what works for one works for all.

It’s just not the case with psychiatric problems. My friend, if your therapist or psychiatrist sees himself or herself as treating what I call “mannequin depression,” you have the wrong caregiver. And, listen, it is up to you to figure out whether your psychiatrist is among those in this category. They are out there, and, in my opinion, being treated by one with this mentality is a complete waste of your time. With this type treatment, you will most assuredly not get better. You don’t have even a shred of a chance, really.

Please do yourself a favor. Take a long, hard look at your therapist or psychiatrist. If you fee he or she is not taking the time to get to really know you and your needs, then let him or her go and find someone who will. You must also educate yourself regarding drug and other treatment options. Most physicians, for reasons not entirely clear to me, will want to prescribe only the latest available medications. Granted, many times these are just what you may need. But many times, an older medication will be more effective for you. (Please don’t misunderstand me here. As a patient, you indeed must realize that you are the patient and not the physician. Sometimes, there will be very good reasons for not attempting something you suggest. But the physician should at least take the time to explore in good faith any option you suggest.) If you are getting a blank stare while you are discussing your ideas, please, go elsewhere.

I wish you all luck. I have learned this lesson the hard way — over ten years of working with psychiatrists. Again, while this is simply my opinion, I feel strongly that I know what I’m talking about here. When it comes to your psyche, you are truly unique with truly unique needs. You can trust me on this one.

After continuing Carl Jung’s research in the dangerous unknown region of the human psyche through dream interpretation, I discovered the roots of human absurdity. I saw that the biggest part of our brain belongs to our anti-conscience, which is our wild, violent, and immoral primitive conscience.

I also discovered the unconscious sanctity, which Jung could not perceive. At the same time, I saw that I was totally absurd. I had to accept obeying the unconscious mind after recognizing my own absurdity. I was neurotic, and I would certainly become schizophrenic like my father if I didn’t get help through psychotherapy for my issues. I had this vision in 1989, when I was 28 years old.

I had to abandon all my plans. This is was a very difficult decision.

I had an extraordinary literary talent, and many other artistic talents. I was very intelligent and attractive. I always felt that I was born to be a queen. When I was a child I lived like a princess because my parents were very rich.

I knew that I could become a famous literary writer and live with the man of my choosing. However, after seeing that I was basically absurd, thanks to dream therapy, I understood that I had to change my behavior.

I had the personality of a dictator. I had to learn how to be humble, and how to respect the feelings of those who depended on me.

I also had to respect my husband and remain faithful to the marriage. This last necessity was the worst one of all, because I fell in love with a married man, while I was married. I would have crossed the boundaries and sexually betray my husband if I did not obey the unconscious guidance.

I obeyed the saintly guidance of the unconscious mind, recognizing its divine origin. My obedience represents the obedience of Satan to God.

I was satanic because I had no feelings. I was cruel and indifferent to human pain. In other words, my satanic anti-conscience had almost completely destroyed my human conscience. I was practically already schizophrenic like my father.

My obedience, even though I was basically evil, was a true miracle. It represents the end of craziness and terror on Earth. If even a monster like me could recognize the necessity of passing through psychotherapy, this means that the entire humanity will agree on obeying the divine unconscious guidance.

My psychotherapy also worked as a process of spiritual purification. My journey towards sound mental health was also a journey towards sanctity. I had to imitate the example of all the saints of the human history.

Since I became God’s loyal server, I could have access to the hidden knowledge of the unconscious mind. This was how I learned the meaning of life and the meaning of death.

Nobody believes that we can learn what will happen after our death before dying. However, the unconscious mind that produces our dreams is the voice of divine providence. We can learn the meaning of death through dream translation.

The information we have in dreams can be completely trusted. We only have to learn the meaning of the symbolic dream language according to the method discovered by Carl Jung in order to understand the unconscious messages. This is a very simple task today since I simplified Jung’s method of dream interpretation.

The meaning of death is related to our absurdity and to our attitude. We die when we cannot fight against the evilness of our anti-conscience, or against the evilness of the world. We lose those we love when we make, or when we intend to make grave sins.

People who die very young would lose their minds if they would continue to live. They have to die while the goodness contained in their human conscience is still alive.

Other people have to live and pass through many bitter deceptions in life. Everyone depends on their capacity to transform their wild nature into human nature with time.

Dreams give us information about dead people, explaining the reason why they had to die. This is very serious information that works like a consolation for those who have lost loved ones.

If you have lost someone, you will have many explanations that will help you accept God’s will. Sometimes death is a blessing for those who die, even though it is very bitter for those who remain on Earth.

A suicide attempt is always a very big mistake. Those who commit suicide are punished with suffering. Only God knows when someone must leave this world.

• I lost many young relatives and friends since 1976, when I was 15-years-old and had suffered a tragic car accident. I lost my dearest friend Marina, who was only 22-years-old and was next to me in the car. Her death was the first one of a series of deaths that deeply marked my life.
• My dearest friend Arnold was the next one. He committed suicide when he was 26-years-old. His death marked my life even more. After him, I lost a dearest friend, who died from leukemia when she was 27-years-old. She was married and had two children. My mother was her daughter’s godmother.
• In 1984, I lost my 18-years-old cousin Efi. She died in a train accident when I was pregnant. My dearest mother-in-law died three days after Efi had died. Both deaths in the same week while I was pregnant showed me that I had to be very careful because I could lose my child. I saw in my dreams explanations for the reason of the death of all my close relatives and friends.

My list of people who were close to me but died when they were still young is very long. Their destiny helped me understand that I had to obey God’s directions through the unconscious mind. I was ignorant, and there were many dangers in life.

Dead people in dreams can also have a symbolic meaning. Many times they represent parts of our own personality. Everything depends on the dream’s context.

In case you have doubts, or you need urgent support, you can submit your dreams for professional dream translation. I will immediately translate your dreams for you and provide you with psychotherapy. You can also learn how to translate the meaning of your dreams yourself and have this knowledge forever enlightening you.

I found depression to be one of the most sensitive sources of power that can expose the magic within us. As the word explains by definition, depress indicates an action of depressing something, to press or push down. By pressing down on, in other words closing off, the ‘button of our emotional reactive perception, we allow the ‘genie’ in us to emerge, releasing the magic that has been bottled up. Let me explain how I did it.

Many years ago, when I found myself in the grip of a dismal attitude, I intentionally released my ‘genie,’ took the plunge sort to speak. I experimented with my ability to hold back my spontaneous emotional reactions towards the things that were going on in my life. I was determined to learn something from having taken myself to this point of depression. Even though I felt despair was a devastating force, a terrible monster that soon sat on the ruling throne, I also understood its possible power to improve my life. I set out to find the silver lining in this gray cloud.

Accepting that I could do something, with the conviction of a child’s mind, I was able to bring about the results I was after. In order to conquer the melancholy that was engulfing me, I mustered up a strong intention. I wanted happiness not discouragement.

I learned to subdue my despair and managed to make it my ally. I was able to overturn the outcome of my hopelessness and use depression as a tool to get into a better state of mental health. When I finally learned just how to go about it, my actions empowered me. The trick resided in my wanting to take action to change the course of some very malicious habits I had acquired along the way. But before I tell you how I put on the armor of courage I want to tell you four principles you may have already known but forgotten.

The key is in the knowing. Remember how intrigued you once were in childhood by magicians? I surely was. Somehow I knew then, that I too could accomplish feats of magic. I just knew it. As it happened, I learned that the secret was in the knowing.

Go beyond Belief. Believing that you can do something simply keeps you in the same state of mind; never really accomplishing the full force of the change. In other words, it just keeps you thinking about the same emotion or in the same thought pattern.

It takes action to make changes. Watching a magician will never make you one. Action triggers the mechanics of an accomplishment.

Practice makes perfect. As a matter of fact, we all can do things that once might have seemed impossible, or considered a magical feat. The key now is in practicing. I had to learn to get past the belief that I thought I could do the trick; I had to learn to do it. Here is an example of what I’m talking about. 

So, back to conquering and reversing depression, it can be one of the most invigorating accomplishments you have ever challenged yourself with. The proof is in the pudding, as the sawing goes; it applies here too. This magic is closer to you than your skin. Now just bring it out into the light. You are now on stage; perform your magic!

Here are the six easy steps I took. You will soon be on your way to making your life a magical performance, from the shadows of depression into the lights of your new adventure.

Know you are the force that has brought you to the place where you are now. You do not have to know how you got here or why you did it, just accept that your thoughts, your words and your actions have brought you to where you are at this moment. Things will change.
Know with all of your understanding that the responsibility for a change lies within you. Own it.
Move yourself now to an attitude of acceptance without guilt. You accept your depressed condition as the springboard into your next stage of your life. This position will empower you and reverse the outcome of your previous discomfort.
Use the depressed state of being as a tool to action.
Know that you will never want to find yourself in that same state of depression again. You will always be moving forward, like climbing up the steps to your next stage of performance.
Begin to act the part of a magician. Perform your magic!