One thing that helped me survived suicidal episodes of my life is whenever I pray and read the Bible. It all ended when God showed a dream and gave me a verse that rebuked me so hard,
Be not overly wicked, neither be a fool. Why should you die before your time? (Ecclesiastes 7:17)
Then, someone I love told me angrily after complaining about life for so many times, “You want to die? I’ll help you do it.”
It opened my eyes and made me feel like Depression itself was talking to me. I got so angry at it that I want to punch it. Deep inside I protested, “I want to live. I’m not dying!”
When depression comes and tries to steal your joy, hit it back and don’t swim with it. From now on, I will never allow it in my heart, mind, and soul.