The darkness lifts...

The early hours of the morning can be especially dark and cruel when depression strikes. My words about four or five hours ago, when depression descended like an uninvited guest. I'm so grateful for the genuine help and prayer support from friends (you know who you are), and even from others who meant well. My depression eased, but only to give way to the frustration of insomnia. I must have dozed off for a few minutes, because I woke in sheer terror - hanging onto the duvet for dear life! Thanks again.