I didn’t start off depressed. Everything seemed okay in my life. I was surrounded by family and friends; I enjoyed getting together with all my relatives and playing with them, as a child. We were a pretty close family and would spend most of our time doing things together. I especially liked one particular relative. We did everything together.

As I grew into an adult, I got married and we started a family. One day my relative friend decided that they were going to move away and try to see if they could find a better place to live. That sounded like a lot of fun; so, my family and I packed up and went with them on this new adventure. We both had done very well financially and had enough money to last us for quite a while.

We tried several places to live and nothing seemed to be like home. I couldn’t put my finger on it; but, I didn’t seem to be very happy away from all the other members of my family. I missed all of us getting together all the time and enjoying each others company. But, I had made this commitment to my relative friend and didn’t feel like I could back out of going along with the plan.

We finally found a pretty nice area where we wanted to settle down and make it our home. I was still very restless and spend a lot of time criticizing and finding fault with my family members. No one could please me. I tried keeping myself busy working on my job and doing things around the house. But, nothing made me happy.

My family and my relative’s family started to fight and disagree on almost everything. It seemed like we just couldn’t get along with each other no matter what we did.

So, one day my relative friend came to me and suggested that we part company. It really wasn’t something I wanted to do; but, the suggestion cut me so deeply that I became so angry that I packed up and moved into the suburbs of a big city nearby.

This separation really made me depressed. So, I started spending a lot of time in the city. There wasn’t much fun and very little to do out in the country where we had lived. So, I would take the family and we would go to the amusement parks, the movies, the restaurants, and the zoo. Little by little my spouse and kids met people there that they liked and wanted to get together with.

As my kids got older, they started getting married. The people they were spending time with and eventually married weren’t the kind of people I wanted them to be with. Their moral condition was getting worse and worse. This depressed me even more. My spouse and I were growing apart and I was often left alone at home.

The darkness that filled my heart was getting worse by the year. We finally moved right into the middle of the city and were involved in things I never thought we would ever do. I tried to talk to my spouse and kids and show them what kind of people they were turning into; but, none of them would listen to me. I was drinking a lot; and they used that to show me that I wasn’t any better than them.

If you can believe it, a major earth quake destroyed our city and killed a lot of people. It killed most of my family; and, I lost most of my possessions. So, I insisted that my spouse and the two daughters we had left move away from the city and try to start all over again. My relative friend heard about this great calamity and came to visit us. It was so good to see them and be able to share all that had happened to us.

My friend and their family were so different from ours. They has been spending a lot of time in church and had stayed in a close relationship with God. Their family was so healthy emotionally and spiritually. They were happy and so much closer together. They hadn’t allowed all the things and people into their lives that we had allowed into ours.

They actually had a lot more money and possesions than we did; but, none of it seemed to be all that important to them. They were more concerned about each other.

The more time I spent with them, the more I realized why I and my family were in such bad shape. We had left God out of it and that had kept us from having any guidelines for the way we ran our lives.

My spouse died not long after we moved away from the city. This would have normally thrown me into a downward spiral. But, the influence my relative friends had on me helped me to find a better way by getting help from God.

Our life and our emotions can be difficult to deal with. But, we don’t have to deal with them all by ourselves. There are Christian friends and a relationship with God that can help you cope with all the circumstances that come your way. Nothing is too big or powerful for God to not be able to help you through it. The principles and concepts of HELP eMagazine are so important to you.

Life and the feelings you go through are almost impossible for you to handle by yourself. We are offering you a better way of life that will protect you from those things that would take you and your friends under. Then when you do face major issues that are almost impossible to cope with, you will be surrounded by God and His family. That will make it so much easier for you to recover from difficulties and win over things like depression.