The desire to express gratitude for Christian Science has been in my thought for some time. We have had so many healings, physical, mental, and financial, that my gratitude knows no bounds.
Being weak and sickly, I became more and more depressed as years went by. Fear dominated my every thought. I was afraid to be among people, and had to avoid crowds; many times I had to leave the church services which we attended at that time, but I was also afraid to be left alone. I hardly knew what to do or where to be. I feared the future, feared food and climate, and feared for the welfare of my children.
I was almost constantly depressed, and would wake every morning with a discouraging sense of depression. After trying many doctors, I, like the woman in the Bible (Mark 5:26), "was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse," and found suicide suggesting itself to me.
