Depression
Is hard to explain! Unless you've been through it or know someone who has, I don't think you can really understand, and that's not a bad thing.
My mum had depression before she had me. It started with the worry of her not being a good enough mum and then it just spiralled from there. She had to leave my dad for about 6 months and go and live back with her parents. Mum was always a great person to talk to because she could relate to my feelings, as random and unexplainable as they were, she just knew!
I could write a massive essay about my experiences with depression and Im sure ill explain bits here and there throughout my many posts to come in this blog.
In short, depression completely turned my life upside down. I dropped out of university, I couldn't look after myself, couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't think positively about anything, I couldn't picture myself anywhere in the future. To me it was just an endless cycle of get up, feel rubbish, not want to talk to do anything, try to eat, then struggle to sleep and then the whole thing started again.
I don't even remember the actual sequence of events that happened when I was really down, everything has become as massive blur! I don't even really know when I started to feel normal again. What I do remember is admitting to my mum that something wasn't right and talking to her about it, and then we booked a doctors appointment. She came into the appointment with me and helped me explain how I was feeling. That was hard, admitting to a stranger that you think you feel down and have horrible thoughts all the time was kinda frightening. For me, not having any control over my emotions and thoughts has always scared me the most. I literally couldn't get myself out of this hole, I needed help! Sometimes I think admitting that is the biggest hurdle to overcome.
My doctor prescribed me with some anti-depressants and also recommended therapy. I will explain more about my experiences with medication and therapy in another post as I don't think there is a "right solution". Its dependant upon the person, and situation. It took me at least 6 months for my tablets to "kick" in and even then I didn't feel instantly better. It was little things; the five minutes I found myself thinking about something positive and I didn't even realise, laughing at a joke or talking to my mu about something other than feeling down.
If anyone is going through depression at the moment, hang in there, keep trying different remedies, talk to family friends and if you really aren't feeling better then speak to a professional -- there is much more awareness these days and if one doctor, therapist or friend cant help you, I guarantee another one can!!
Stay Strong !
Much Love
-X-
My mum had depression before she had me. It started with the worry of her not being a good enough mum and then it just spiralled from there. She had to leave my dad for about 6 months and go and live back with her parents. Mum was always a great person to talk to because she could relate to my feelings, as random and unexplainable as they were, she just knew!
I could write a massive essay about my experiences with depression and Im sure ill explain bits here and there throughout my many posts to come in this blog.
In short, depression completely turned my life upside down. I dropped out of university, I couldn't look after myself, couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't think positively about anything, I couldn't picture myself anywhere in the future. To me it was just an endless cycle of get up, feel rubbish, not want to talk to do anything, try to eat, then struggle to sleep and then the whole thing started again.
I don't even remember the actual sequence of events that happened when I was really down, everything has become as massive blur! I don't even really know when I started to feel normal again. What I do remember is admitting to my mum that something wasn't right and talking to her about it, and then we booked a doctors appointment. She came into the appointment with me and helped me explain how I was feeling. That was hard, admitting to a stranger that you think you feel down and have horrible thoughts all the time was kinda frightening. For me, not having any control over my emotions and thoughts has always scared me the most. I literally couldn't get myself out of this hole, I needed help! Sometimes I think admitting that is the biggest hurdle to overcome.
My doctor prescribed me with some anti-depressants and also recommended therapy. I will explain more about my experiences with medication and therapy in another post as I don't think there is a "right solution". Its dependant upon the person, and situation. It took me at least 6 months for my tablets to "kick" in and even then I didn't feel instantly better. It was little things; the five minutes I found myself thinking about something positive and I didn't even realise, laughing at a joke or talking to my mu about something other than feeling down.
If anyone is going through depression at the moment, hang in there, keep trying different remedies, talk to family friends and if you really aren't feeling better then speak to a professional -- there is much more awareness these days and if one doctor, therapist or friend cant help you, I guarantee another one can!!
Stay Strong !
Much Love
-X-
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