My sister was not very much inspired to social with the family and lived in her room. She is not married to a great man and ahs a great social life and job. My parents yelled at her often enough that I could see how she reacted under pressure, and yet she still loves them very much.
I would be honored to speak with your daughter.
When I was a child I would weep in my Bed saying "how much I hated God." for the world was filled with sin, and each day I had to follow the routine and in no way accomplish anything great, while the world around me suffered and did nothing to help itself.
I lived like this dreaming up a revolution.
I am a very happy, supportive, intelligent person.. But I too suffer from depression.
Please of Please let me speak to her. I think We would be good for each other.