It's quite remarkable how much power words can have and how much they can hurt and linger in your mind. I received derogatory and belittling words by a bully at work today, a man old enough to be my father and I had done nothing to deserve them either. We don't even work together, only share the same space from time to time (it's a pretty big work place). He has given me a few jabs at other times as well. I could never act like that towards anybody, I try to live my life not upsetting anyone and treating others with respect. I keep my thoughts to myself if I should not like somebody. Hearing his remarks was hurtful and I've been trying to help myself all day by thinking that I have it good in my life at the moment, I'm still young, I'm healthy, I have a job & a car & a home, I contribute to society, I still have both my parents in good health, siblings are doing well. This bully means nothing to me and my life, and I don't need him at all. I know what you mean by it being only a factor and I can feel the same as you, I've been wanting to post in here for a long time to talk about my own story dealing with depression, maybe I will one day. Everybody who's sharing in here are very brave in my opinion.