Anyone who knows me now would not have any idea about this, and I have kept it very quiet. Recently, I have felt like I need to share this personal story from my youth.
Just before I turned 7 years old my family moved from the Seattle, Washington area to Worcester, Massachusetts. It was a
big move, and it was hard on the whole family. It was especially hard for me. I was happy in Washington. I had friends in my school, and we had a comfortable home. We moved to a very old (built in 1801) home that was very neat but very cold and old. We moved from a place where the winters are mild to a place with very fierce winters. I did not have any friends in school. In fact, I was chased around and made fun of and even demanded to cry by my classmates. My teacher said mean things to me daily. My parents were having a hard time financially. The type of food we ate changed drastically. I cannot blame my parents for moving us. My dad needed a job. But from this move, I went from a fairly happy child to a very depressed child.
Depression stayed with me from that time forward. I withdrew, and I had a hard time making friends for many years to come. I always felt on the outside of society. Any friends I did have either suffered from depression or didn't hang around very long. I definitely had the nobody likes me everybody hates me attitude. (Looking back now, I know that is what kept me from having friends.) I do not want to go into many of the details. If you looked up depression on wikipedia, I probably had most of the symptoms at some point between the ages of 7 and 21. My depression was very severe.
As a child and a young teenager, I did nothing about it. I had a friend that mentioned depression to me when I was 16, but I did not want to even talk about it. I wanted to be normal. I knew I wasn't. In college, I formed a group of friends that were all depressed. I started seeing a counselor and talking about my sad childhood. That is when my life became the darkest. I had embraced depression, and made it my very identity. I hardly talked about anything else. I was put on medication. When my counselor asked me if I wanted to get better, I responded that I didn't know myself aside from depression. I didn't think I had a non-depressed self. This was while I was at Rick's college.
After Rick's college, I had a tough summer. I wanted to live closer to my family, but I didn't feel a part of them, and I didn't want to be too close. I chose, not to go to school in Utah, like I had planned. Instead, I decided to attend the University of Michigan. That way, I would be close enough to family when I wanted to drive home, but far enough away to feel independent. I will be ever grateful for that choice.
Once in Michigan, I had an interview with my singles ward Bishop. He interviewed every new member of the ward. Like everyone else, I told him the big sob story of my life. He had no compassion. He simply said something like, "It seems to me you are only thinking about yourself. You should just get out of yourself and start serving and thinking about other people." That was a slap in my face that I have been ever grateful for. I took his advice very seriously and began looking for others who needed me.
Not too long after this, two talks in the October 1996 General Conference grabbed my attention. One by Elder Neil A. Maxwell,
According to the Desires of Our Hearts, and another by President James E. Faust,
Woman, Why Weepest Thou? really hit me. President Faust said, "Through faith and righteousness all of the inequities,
injuries, and pains of this life can be fully compensated for and made
right." He was talking about the atonement of our Savior, Jesus Christ. With power, this statement swept over me. I then knew that the atonement not only healed sins but afflictions as well. Neil A. Maxwell, said, "what we insistently desire, over time, is what we will eventually become and what we will receive in eternity." I knew this statement was meant for me.
About two weeks later, I woke up with the same familiar feelings of despair. I said aloud, "I do not want to spend the rest of my life like this." I got out of bed, threw away my anti-depressants, and got down on my hands and knees. In my prayer, I stated that I knew the atonement of my Savior healed afflictions and cleansed from sins. I asked for the atonement to heal my life long depression. I knew The Lord heard my prayer. I had faith that I would be healed, and I went forward with faith.
I made a lot of significant changes in my life that day and the weeks following. I took my good Bishops advice very seriously and began to serve and look for ways to serve. I threw away books that I had about depression. I threw away my bad and depressing music. I changed the way I dressed. I changed my friends. In some ways this happened naturally. My old friends did not like me being happy. The departure of friendship was mutual and necessary to my full recovery.
From depression, I was healed completely. I was healed not through medication or counseling. I was healed through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. I was healed because of the pains and suffering of The Savior in our behalf . My very soul and body were changed and I know that this sort of power only comes through the Atonement of Jesus Christ.
Since that time, my life has been good and easy. I can make and keep friends. I can do hard things, and I feel happy everyday. There are days that I find myself feeling sad or depressed. I know these thoughts very well. (I grew up with them.) But, I know that it is not me. I consider depression a personal temptation. I know better. I put it behind me and I get to work. I clean my house; I play with my kids; I invite a friend to go out with me, and I find enjoyment and solace in the scriptures. I have had no trouble with depression for 15 years now. I know that I will not be afflicted with this again because I choose not to and especially because of the Savior. I love his beautiful words in Matthew chapter 11.
28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
Indeed His yoke is easy and His burden is light. My heart is filled with gratitude.