When Julie Barton’s depression hit its peak in the spring of 1996, it was a golden retriever puppy named Bunker who helped her see the positive side of life again. Here Barton, now 42 and author of the upcoming memoir “Dog Medicine” (Penguin Books, out Tuesday), tells The Post’s LINDSAY PUTNAM the astonishing tale of the dog who saved her life.

I barely made it through the front door of my Upper East Side apartment when I collapsed on the floor. For months I had felt increasingly depressed — warped thoughts such as “Nobody loves you, you’re worthless, kill yourself” flooded my mind — and it finally culminated in my inability to do anything, even to move.

I lay there for a day before I called my mom, managing between sobs to tell her: “Something happened. I think I had a breakdown or something.”
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http://nypost.com/2016/07/14/my-dog-cured-my-depression/