I've reconnected with some old friends. I went for dinner with my daughter and we had a lovely time catching up and laughing. I walked home in the rain and felt happy and content.
I'd never believed I could feel like this again. I had accepted my depression as chronic and life long. But even if it's just a brief respite, I'm really glad.
We all suffer at times, but there is still happiness out there at times.
So please don't give up on yourself. Don't believe that mental illness is all that you are. It may feel like that but inside there is still a tiny bit of you just waiting to come out when the illness isn't so bad.