Depression is maladaptive. My environment was shitty and that’s part of how I developed depression, but depression didn’t make surviving that easier. It made it

Depression is maladaptive. My environment was shitty and that’s part of how I developed depression, but depression didn’t make surviving that easier. It made it far, far worse. There were also good things in my life; but I couldn’t experience pleasure from those good things because of the depression. Even after I got out of that environment I couldn’t enjoy life. Meds were a godsend. They allowed me to escape from depression long enough to deal with depression. Could I have done so even while still in a shitty environment? Probably, because the key ingredients for me were: meds, learning to identify good things, and not burying my feelings. That’s not to say we shouldn’t be solving all these problems, but in the meantime let’s not tear down things that work for people because they don’t directly address a more intractable root cause.