Its not the best thing to admit, but it feels even better to admit you have overcome it. Battling it is not the easiest thing. It took little baby steps, me finding things that made me happy and doing them so that I was happy. Hobbies I guess you could say. Starting college helped, my sister and I crochet together, my brother and I play video games. That hardest part was trying to stay constantly busy so that I wouldnt slow down long enough to feel bad, because if I did Id burst into tears. But several months later with the help of my doctor, heart to heart talks with my bestfriends, and spending more time with my family I can say that Im not depressed anymore and it feels really good.