Greetings. I'm female, 60, with a 20 yr history of depression. Have tried some meds off and on mostly gone with what I call the "wounded animal" method of coping; curl up in a corner and suffer through it. That hasn't worked well at all. I have a chronic illness which began about 2 yrs before my son died. He was 21. At the time, I said to my husband, "how will there ever be strength to make it through whatever the rest of life will bring?" I have felt that way since. I have lived because of my husband and daughter, mostly seeing life as tedium and chores to endure. There are periods of remission. Then the black hole opens again and down ifall. I read a quote today "life is tedious and discouraging. There is no delight for me anymore." That fits for me. Now I am facing new challenges with my husband's health. Due to disabling illness, age, new location, we are isolated. I have one family member to talk to. It isn't enough. I am in the black hole now. I have felt for a long time that life is just too overwhelming and tiring...with too few bright spots. I keep working at it because I dont want to lose all hope. I dont want to leave my family feeling grief for melike what I feel for my son. Ok...so that's me.