My Secret Depression

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Just six months after a life-saving and revitalizing liver transplant in May 2016, I fell headfirst into a deep hole “experts” call depression. One afternoon in the middle of a nap, I was rocked awake with great, heaving sobs. And not a single apparent clue why.

I called a friend, desperate to understand. And stop crying, of course. She asked, “Are you having a panic attack?”