I almost envy those who have a reason to be depressed. I don't know what's harder... suffering losses and becoming depressed, or being depressed regardless of circumstances. Battles with depression, regardless of "reason," are always difficult and never fun, though. It's been 12 long years of depression, and having to piece my life together through it. But I have to say, anyone who has faced depression and managed to muddle through it is incredibly strong. I know I still doubt myself, and fight to keep going, even with a successful marriage (okay, only two years), 2 incredible children, and the encouragement from friends and family to go back to school and write my first book.