I’ve not yet had the pleasure of meeting someone with depression who can take their own advice. Somehow, advice on survival, on being positive, on not beating ourselves up with guilt… when others are depressed, and we can offer them a word of hope, we do. But when that hope is turned upon ourselves, we can’t accept it. It doesn’t apply to us. Find a reason, but I’m worse / more terrible / less worthy of hope than the other Depressed guy over there who’s also trying to tell me that he or she’s not worthy of hope.

But again, with treatment, we do end up being more open to facts and advice that lead us away from the precipice.

Then again, this is definitely not a request for unsolicited advice. Rather, if you are a caregiver, you will find that sometimes, repeating yourself is necessary. Don’t give up!