Depression overcome

For many years I suffered an almost weekly debilitating bout of sadness that rendered me virtually incapacitated for hours at a time. It seemed always to strike on Sunday afternoons. From others I knew who experienced similar situations, I eventually learned its name—depression. 

Having taken Primary class instruction in Christian Science, I was usually alert to any thoughts that claimed I was separate from God. I understood that my true selfhood was the reflection of God, good, and did not include anything unlike good. But oddly enough I didn’t turn to the spiritual truths I had learned in Christian Science to help me through these attacks. I think the reason was this: I never really regarded the thing as an  attack, but rather “just me.” 

About eight years ago on a Sunday after church and brunch, it hit again. I was home at the time, preparing for a family activity. Suddenly I felt anger over some remark or perceived slight. I withdrew and sat down. I felt as if I were falling off a cliff. Nothing was good; nothing made sense. 

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