Growing up is not always easy for anybody. The most difficult part of growing up for me when I was going through my young adulthood, a time to be connected with someone romantically and passionately. I went trough an agonizing relationship experience. It took almost a year from me to bounce back from my depression. As long as I was focusing on finding fault, blaming, others for my misery and suffering, I could not really free myself from my suffering. I did not blame myself for my chronic and crippling emotional pain. I also tried to console me by attributing my unhappiness to fate and destiny. That brought a little solace but did not alleviate my deep suffering. Support of a couple of my close friends and my deep passion for learning helped me to get out of the deep whole of depression. Real healing slowly happened to me by mindfully embracing my suffering-owing it, contemplating on it and accepting it. I grew from my unforgettable experience. It helped me to understand clinical depression and helped me to cultivate compassion for me, accept me as a human being and feel genuine empathy for others. This experience was an awakening call for me. It paved my way to be psychotherapist to serve others who like me go through the inevitable cycle of suffering. I am at peace within me and with me. Life offers not only to deny but to also blossom.