I was just thinking about something. I did the math and realized that I've spent a bare minimum of six solid years of my life depressed. As in there's a 0% chance that it's been less than 6 years worth of days. That's the extreme low end. 

6 years would be over 2,000 days, 9 years would be over 3,000. Somewhere between 7 and 9 years is probably the closest to reality, based upon my average amount of days per year depressed and when I started becoming depressed. 

My estimates are reasonable and based upon my life history. I'm not an old person, even by my daughter's or teen niece's standards. Wow. Just wow. I guess you could say that so far, I'm winning the war in my head. I live to fight another day. Without the support of my loved ones, I never would've lasted this long.