Hi functioning depression

I read an article this evening that got me thinking.. it was about hi functioning depression.. a term I have never heard but knew instantly it was me.
I remember a little about being "normal" but my memories are few and far between. Some where around when my sister was born it all changed. But I did not know it then,  I kept on with life,  but I had a really hard time getting to sleep @ night,  I was numb inside. Still showing emotions to the world (and most were true, I just did not feel them the same way) it was in that time window that I was abused for the 2nd time.  My parents did the best that could,  I do not blame them @ all. I blame the perv...
When I was 14 it happened again.. note it was more attempted, than actual. But all the bad feelings were there.. that time I shut down. The world saw I was depressed, but no one knew why. Almost a year after I told one person and she told me the same guy had tried it on her. What a pervert! I also allowed my best friend at the time to start to draw me back out into the world.  But the depression never left. I learned to cope with it,  I was social, I had friends, I was seen as someone who did not shut up.. but my insides were dead.. I thought many times about ending it,  came really close one time...
Then I found my blessing! Sharon! She was also a pastor's kid, raised in a conservative Christian Church (not the same one I was) and she got me!  She knew the questions to ask me,  the ones I did not have answers ready for... I started asking myself Why? When?  How? Then getting deeper, it is reaction? Or fear? Reason or false? And the list goes on.
Using the tools Sharon gave me I have been able to look at myself in a different way and have worked on a good many of my issues.. (I swear the list gets longer the more I work on it)
But what I have noticed in the last few months,  I am started to loose the always looking at the negative of a situation.. that it not to say that it does not come up,  but that I am able to say no to it. This enables me to get to the root of what is bothering me without making it about someone else.... progress is hard,  but worth it..
I will always be more down than some,  but I can always work on me,  making me a better person,  lover,  mother....

This is the story that got me started