I was 40 years old when depression first struck.
I was a trial lawyer and managing partner at my firm. From the outside, I was successful: a high-paying career, interesting work, a great family, and lots of friends.
From the inside, however, something was terribly wrong.
There was a deep sadness that wouldn’t go away. Before this time, I had gone to therapists for stress-related issues. Therapy always worked. After a few months talking things through, I always felt better and stopped going.
But this time, it was different. Things didn’t get better.