In A Showdown With The Program I Present Through

[*michaelsean*]

Brad I would say your characterization is way too general. I have to imagine you experienced depression at some point after your accident. Imagine it never stops. I think I mentioned here that my son had to have a benign tumor removed from his leg. They saw it on an MRI, we went to a specialist, and the specialist all but assured me it was benign, but he couldn't say 100% until they removed it and biopsied it. most parents would be "Hey that's great." i was a mess because I didn't get a 100% guarantee. For close to three weeks I experienced anxiety beyond anything that approached the actual reality. It was absurd, and there was nothing I could do about it. Then they did the surgery, then the biopsy, all was good, and I have never felt better in my life. There was nothing wrong with the world. Poof all my troubles were gone. I tell this because people with depression are way worse than I was, and there is no end. There is no relief, because there is no acute cause. There is no time in the future to get to when the burden will be lifted. People live with this for decades until they just can't anymore.

I know a woman (not well-I knew her husband when we were kids) who was married with three daughters, financially secure, and she couldn't get out of bed most days. One day she hung herself. That isn't a selfish person. That was a person who had been tormented for decades until she just couldn't take it anymore.