Depression is a nasty, persistent thing. It’s very good at making you feel alone, like you’re the only one who understands. I want you to know that, right off the bat, you’re not the only one.
I’m Liz. I am in my twenties and have had depression for as long as I can remember. I was clinically diagnosed when I was fifteen or sixteen.
I started Letters of Love in February 2008 with the goal of reaching out to other people struggling with depression. I strongly believe that connecting with someone who gets it is very important. Letters of Love is a place for people to connect with each other, via snail mail, email, our groups and forums, or all of the above.
You’re not the only one.
Note: As of November 2011, the Letters of Love site is no longer active. If there is enough interest, I’ll gladly revive it.