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I didn’t want to get out of bed. I felt like I couldn’t get out of bed. I couldn’t face school. I could barely face leaving my room. Instead, I listened for hours to the same two sad songs on my stereo. Sometimes, I sat in front of the mirror and watched myself cry. Other times, I couldn’t even cry. I just felt numb. ‘Write about what you know,’ is the advice often given to aspiring authors. Well I know about depression. I know about hurting. I know about regrets. I don’t have all the answers, and I can’t pretend that I do. But I want to share what I do have. Because, by God’s grace, I know about depression, but I also know about things getting better. If you or someone that you care about is suffering from depression, my prayer is that this book might give you hope. I don’t know what you believe about God. That’s ok. There will hopefully be things in this book that you might relate to, and that might help you, regardless of what you believe. At the same time, there will also be stuff about God, and the Bible. Even if you’re not too sure what you think about that, I’d encourage you to give those parts of the book a chance. You might find that God understands your depression better than you realise. You might even find, as I did eventually, that He is the best source of help there is. I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire. (Psalm 40:1)