Originally posted by markgugs
This is a topic that hits very close to home for me.
About 7 years ago, my mother was diagnosed with manic depression, which now is clinically known as having a bipolar syndrome of the brain. Basically, it's becoming more and more widely recognized within the medical profession as an actual disease (like alcoholism or Tourettes) that can be treated with the proper medication (i.e. cocktail).
But for many years, it was so extremely trying on our entire family, primarily because it's a disease that most people simply cannot comprehend, so they shy away from it. I agree with many here in that we ALL suffer from depression from time to time. Hell, I've been in a funk myself for quite some time now, especially since 9/11. Though it's getting better, I remind myself everyday that there are so many reasons to live and suicide for me will ALWAYS be simply a coward's way out.
And thankfully, my mother is doing just fine.