Depression, You Almost Got Me But I’m A Survivor
Suffering for weeks, sometimes months through boughts of dreaded depression is no joke and very real to millions of people. I have suffered with it for over 10 years, maybe longer but I had children young, I was in University, working and doing my internships. I did not have time to stay in bed all day and feel sorry for myself. I have since realized that depression is not laying in bed feeling sorry for yourself. It’s much more then that and much more serious. Major Depressive Disorder can be as deadly as addiction, both steal our lives, our self worth, our strength, our will to live.
This last battle forced me to look and the facts. My depression has been getting worse and lasting longer then 6-8 weeks, they’re lasting for months now. Each time stealing more of me. I knew I had to do something, not just for myself but for kids, they deserve better and have gone through more then any child should have to. They may be teenagers but they still deserve a healthy mom. They’re very smart too. They tell me what my therapist and everyone else says, “You think too much, it’s not that bad.” I make it bad in my mind thinking it’s worse then it really is.
Bottom-line, I had to get help and so I did. I fought back, got a specialized therapist and psychiatrist. I agreed to medication and I am well on my way to loving life again. It all takes time, healing does not happen overnight,