Although I think I have have had some sort of depression all my life, at 28 I lurched into a depression when every night I would wake up and tell myself didn't want to go on living. I couldn't go to work and had to stop driving. Amazingly I didn't think it was depression I thought it was something physical from the result of a car accident.
After 11 years of this I collapsed crying into heap in front of the dds and dp and he took me to the doctor's who immediately diagnosed depression and put me on amitriptylene. I stayed on this for 3 years until the birth of dd3. I never felt 'well' but felt I could cope as long as I had dp to lean on.
After the birth of dd3 I was put on citalopram. The effect wasn't immediate but I started to get better. Within a year I was confident enough to get into car and drive without thinking I wasn't going to be able to complete the journey without a panic attack.
By the time dd3 was at school I felt I could commit to a job. That was 5 years ago. I now work full-time, have been to college and contemplating a degree next year. I drive like it's second nature. This might not sound a lot to 'normal' people but for someone who spent years in bed under the covers unable to face the day it is a complete triumph.
Now I'm in my 50s I think of myself as having depression in the past, not something I am keeping at bay. Probably 5 times in the past 5 years have I felt a twinge of depression but have been able to shake it off because it is not my life now. Having said that I still take citalopram, only a therapeutic dose with the blessing of my doctor, but I don't want to stop and go back to the bad old days. I'm quite happy to take it for the rest of my life because I am so happy now.
I hope you find the same.