Still working on it. The days I have had free of depression were either spiritual highs, being obsessed in love or medications. The medications last longer. Haven't found one that works well enough without bothersome side-effects. Also, changing patterns of thinking and behavior when I am able to is useful. When I have stopped and said "No, depression will not have this day!" I threw myself into activities I knew would give me pleasure. Those moments were happy. I don't think I could have done that without Lexapro and knowledge that when I see a choice, I must choose life, I must choose what will bring joy. I can't always see that. Some depressions wipe that away, not even the medication reaches me there. I just wait for it to pass. I have to keep being reminded to do the things that need doing in order to relieve some of the depression.
I had decided years ago that the best cure for my depression is to have self-esteem modeled for me. Someone to esteem me until I can esteem myself. I don't think I'm worthy of life. Some people in the world remind me why I think that way. Others, those that remind me that I am worthy, bring a spark of hope back to me.
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Let us comfort each other, and move tenderly when we are able. Let us hold hands and walk bravely, or fearfully together; for as long as there is Love, there is Hope, that everything will be okay, including the things we say are not.