I've had depression in some form or another all my life, and there have been circumstances that have caused it to assault me for years at a time and there have been times where I have literally tried to end my life, but I have gotten better at handling it as I have grown older.
I didn't have the best life growing up and a lot of sources of encouragement really weren't there, fast forward to now and my living situation is a lot better, I actually have people that give a hoot about my well-being and that's certainly something nice to be surrounded by.
I still deal with depression though, it comes and goes mainly, but I have noticed that it will hit me at the most random of times, even when nothing bad is going on.
Like the other day I was just sitting in my room listening to music and I felt the dark cloud of depression wash over me, I couldn't figure out for the life of me why it just hit me like that, but as time went on I started to dwell on negative thoughts, but eventually I snapped out of it.
One of the things I dislike the most is when people tell me to just "cheer up" or "get over it." If only they knew that it wasn't that easy. Depression is not a joke and should never be treated as such, it is a foul beast that I wish didn't exist.
I've also been on so many anti-depressants in my lifetime that I've stopped taking them for three years and never will again under my own power, they have never worked for me.
I always try my best to help people out however I can if they are suffering from depression too, no one deserves to be alone in that fight.
I didn't have the best life growing up and a lot of sources of encouragement really weren't there, fast forward to now and my living situation is a lot better, I actually have people that give a hoot about my well-being and that's certainly something nice to be surrounded by.
I still deal with depression though, it comes and goes mainly, but I have noticed that it will hit me at the most random of times, even when nothing bad is going on.
Like the other day I was just sitting in my room listening to music and I felt the dark cloud of depression wash over me, I couldn't figure out for the life of me why it just hit me like that, but as time went on I started to dwell on negative thoughts, but eventually I snapped out of it.
One of the things I dislike the most is when people tell me to just "cheer up" or "get over it." If only they knew that it wasn't that easy. Depression is not a joke and should never be treated as such, it is a foul beast that I wish didn't exist.
I've also been on so many anti-depressants in my lifetime that I've stopped taking them for three years and never will again under my own power, they have never worked for me.
I always try my best to help people out however I can if they are suffering from depression too, no one deserves to be alone in that fight.