I began to experience major clinical depression in December, 1995. The depression lasted until November, 1996, when I started using Prozac.
One of the worst parts of the depression was how it affected my job, as these posts describe:
A big part of the depression was self-loathing:
I often turned to writing as relief during the very worst depression attacks:
A very frightening time during the depression came when I was suicidal, and turned myself into the hospital to avoid dying. I wrote a lot about the first such experience:
Nor is it entirely gone even now. I still get relapses:
And yet, on occasion, there are breakthroughs and moments of happiness: