Thank you for sharing your story. It brought me to tears. I am glad that you are here to write to us; that we can still hear your voice and listen to your stories. My nineteen year old son died from hanging late last fall when his depression deepened and he felt that there was no other way out. Now we no longer hear his voice; read his writings; make new stories with him. Please continue going to the dinner table with your family; please continue writing.