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Where do I start!
First, I am 40 years old. I live in Western New York. I have (had) three grown boys. I am married (2nd); we have been together for 20 years. I own a 4 year old yellow lab name Princeton, a tabby named Peanut, and am "kitty-sittin" for my oldest son; the cat's name is Goober (I love animals). I feel I am a very caring person who has a lot to give. Oh yeah, I have severe depression.
I have had depression for what I believe is 30 + years, but only have been officially diagnosed with it since late 2006. The reason I was finally diagnosed with it was because in July of 2006, my middle son, Chris (18 yo) died suddenly. I was also going through some marital problems, and 10 days after I buried Chris, my youngest son was placed in foster care. I couldn't fight the overwhelming feeling that I wanted to be with Chris, so I tried to commit suicide. I was admitted to a psychiatric hospital where I stayed for about a week. I can't remember exactly because it is still kind of a blur, but I know it was around there. I didn't want to be there but understood why I was. I didn't want to cooperate, but am glad I did because I learned a lot about depression and why I "snapped". I still have extremely bad days, especially on those special days like his birthday, the anniversary of his death, my birthday, Christmas, etc. but I try to take one day at a time.
Growing up was extremely difficult. My parents were divorced when I was 4 and my older brothers and I lived with our mother who was an alcoholic. Between my father and mother, I was the only girl so I was "daddy's little girl" and became more of a friend with my mother instead of a daughter. She "went with" a man (who eventually became my step-father, but not until many years later). They had three children together so now I had three half siblings. When they were young, it became my job to become "mother" to the little ones. There are exactly 10 years between me and my youngest sibling. Having two older brothers was difficult because I had issues with self esteem and they just made it worse. They "picked" on me endlessly, put me down, used me as a "practice" person (my one brother was a jock), and I was embarrased over our situation so I didn't have any friends. I began dating a boy from another school at the age of 15 (I went to school with his niece; he was 18). I became pregnant because of course I didn't know about birth control. He joined the Navy and when he got out of boot camp, we got married. I was 16. We were married for 4 years. I had two boys and was pregnant with my third when we divorced. He obtained custody of the two older boys (mommy and daddy's money talked, I walked) which was a devistating blow to me. I wanted to abort/miscarry my third (thankfully I didn't).
I began dating my present husband when I was pregnant and he helped me raise my youngest child. We "dated" for 12 years before we got married. We've been together for 20. We have lost more people between us than years we've been together. In other words we have been through a lot together. I left him 4 times and still get the urge when things get tough. He, fortunately, takes me back every time, even though I hurt him really bad when I do that.
I struggle every single minute to keep things together. There is more to my story, but I am running out of space so that will have to do. You get the jist!

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