I have been dealing with depression for 70 years now. My book, describing my own healing journey, begins with these words “I was five years old when my uncle drove me to the mental hospital.” He was taking me to see my father who had been committed to Camarillo State Mental hospital after taking an

I was five years old when my uncle drove me to the mental hospital. He was taking me to see my father who had suffered “a nervous breakdown.” Later I learned that he had become increasingly depressed because he couldn’t make a living supporting his family. Like me, he was a writer, and found it