This is a tale of someone who has always been middle class, skirting between upper and lower.

My tale represents an average person with a strong ethnic heritage, born into western society and should be a lesson that depression is universal within our culture.

Depression can be a cruel mistress, she will come to you from different angles, adapting every time you learn to recognise her. It requires constant vigilance to keep from tripping.

We need to address ways of smashing through depression naturally, rather than exacerbate the problem solely with pharmaceuticals.

I would never want to change or forget any of these experiences, no matter the pain or suffering endured, as it has been my greatest teacher.