After 20 years of depression and anxiety I'm finally starting to feel better (spravato and therapy). However, it's still a long journey and I was remarking to my mom how depression is hard and how recovery is too. She told me that it's ok, hard things are good, they make us strong. After all, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger? I don't think so. I don't feel stronger, I feel like I've lost so much of my life to the suffering of mental health disorders. I feel more like I've been hitting my head against the wall not going to the gym. Am I just being cynical? Why do I have to survive depression AND be stronger for it?