Hi Becky, Thanks for taking the time to share your introduction here with us. You have found a very supportive place to share your feelings of depression with members who truly understand what it is like to have these feelings. Please feel free to roam the site at your own pace. The Depression Center offers personalized, interactive tools that have helped thousands of people challenge and overcome their depression. The core of the Depression Center is our Depression Program which is an interactive, 16-session cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT)course. When using cognitive behavioral therapy, each person has unique goals in their treatment. Whatever your motivation, cognitive behavioral therapy is a very effective treatment for depression. You can use the tools whether or not you are taking medication, and whether or not you are currently seeing a therapist or mental health professional. Casey ___________________________________ The Depression Center Support Team

hello. how are you all doing ? I just want to introduce myself and post my life story so that you can read a bit of my background. I'm Becky. I am 23 yrs old. Life Story Becky S It was 23 yrs ago on July 12, 1983 that I was born. My mom went into labour on the night of the 11th but waited until morning because she did not like the doctor that was on call. I was born at the Welland County General Hospital two weeks premature. I had to spend the first week of my life in an incubator due to low blood sugar. For the first 6 yrs of my life, I dont remember seeing my mom a lot. She often worked 2 jobs to provide for my brother and me. My mornings were spent with my grandma or my next door neighbour. I was really good friends with the next door neighbours daughter Nina. I hated going there in the mornings before I walked myself 3 blocks to get to school in JK. Sally, the lady who was supposed to be watching me often left me alone with her nephew who was my age. She often made him and I get dressed in the same room. When I needed her help with buttons or zippers that were too hard for me, I often had to go look for her. She was often found in her bedroom with her husband having sex. My evenings were often spent with my brother and my moms best friend John. I always thought that John was my dad. At night my brother and I often argued he wanted the hallway light off, I wanted it on because I was still afraid of the dark then. John yelled a lot. He often threatened to come upstairs and smack my brother and me. Back then my brother and I somewhat had a decent relationship, but that changed as we got older and things got worse. We often chased each other around the house with hockey sticks aiming for each others head. John drank a lot and the one night when he dropped my brother, mom kicked him out. We moved for the first time that I can remember into a co-operative townhouse complex (low income housing). Starting at 7 yrs old, I got curious about boys. While living in this complex, I kept having this girl; a stranger coming up to me. I thought that she lived in the same complex. The one day she told me to tell my mom that she said hi. I later found out that it was my biological fathers niece. My brother and I were figh