So, as I start the journey to pull myself up out of the darkness of the Abyss (depression), now my husband has been struck with the black beast as well. What a household we have here. He recently went through a healing that brought out a lot of pent up pain and anger, and this is the price one pays to regurgitate the bad stuff. It is hard to watch a loved one go through something you wouldn't wish on your enemy, but we are using prayer and common sense to pull him out of this pit. I am sending him on holiday to visit our uncle priest, who also fights this beast every day and manages to win. I think that being around family, especially Godly family, will be of great benefit to him. In the meantime, I am just shaking my head thinking that when it rains, it pours. I make sure to remind him to go over all of God's blessing each day and to pray to mend his brokenness. God never deserts his children, and He will heal my husband's wounds as He did mine.