There are times that crush our souls. There are times when the joy of life turns to despair, when the power of pain seems very nearly absolute, when reason fails and hope dies.
That is the meaning of depression, a black pit to which I fell into in the early spring of 1996, as I was just turning 22 and about to finish university.
I do not know if I would have survived those months without the Internet. There I could write to ease the pain. And write I did, turning to the keyboard in the darkest of moments.
Many people have said they related a lot to my writings and what I felt and experienced. At the urging of some, I have collected my postings together on this site, which might be considered a memoir of the past two years of emotional turmoil and slow recovery.