Ok, so this might be far too long as im feeling the need to vent and get things off my chest. If you read all the way to the end of this, then its appreciated
Im 18 and i have suffered with clinical depression for around 4 years now. Alongside the depression, ive suffered with a social anxiety disorder which brought on crippling panic attacks. For about a year it was so bad, i hardly ever went out.
Ive tried just about every anti-depressant you can get, ive gone through years of therapy, ranging from seeing a counsellor to cognitive behavioural therapy (which cost £60 a session and quite frankly, i found it disturbing). My GP recommended that i have psychoanalytic therapy, long term. But this is by no means cheap and not easy to come by! The Mental Health Service in the UK needs drastic improvement, the government needs to step up and make vast changes.
Im currently taking Prozac, have been weined off of it twice before, but in my personal experience, coming off it was torture. Not only did i feel suicidal once again, but i felt like i was going literally insane. So docs put me back on straight away and id be mellowed out once again.
Thats the thing with Prozac…for me it makes me feel good and positive and sometimes, makes me feel like the person i dream of really being…but it also numbs everything out. everything thats real.I hate the fact i cant really feel anything…not the raw emotions you feel when your depressed. I guess its a love/hate relationship i share with this one little pill.
Due to looooooong waiting lists for treatment & support, a lot of the time ive had to "heal" myself. Which, in my eyes, is no bad thing. Its where soul-searching comes in. Depression has taken so much from me…I had to drop out of high school and take exams at home, tried out college and failed at that and now…Well, im still a little lost in life. Not entirely sure what direction to turn to, but i know i’ll get there in the end…
Depression has also given me a lot back. It doesnt define me, but its helped shape me into the person i am today and its opened my eyes to how other people suffer in life.
I guess at the end of this rant/babble/load of rubbish/whatever you want to call it…the main point is that depression is an illness, not a weakness.
Dont give up. There’s always hope if you can just hold onto it.
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