I grew up with a depressed mother. In 1958 my father and brother were killed in an airplane accident. I was nine years old. My mother was bedridden with depression for many years. When she wasn't in bed she was up in a violent rage. I in turn, was a depressed child. As an adult I've suffered with depression and anxiety. I've been on antidepressants for many years. Had they not worked so well on me I would have checked out many years ago.