If you made it to this blog, I am guessing that you already know why depression, or any other mental illness, sucks. You feel like you are defective. There is something completely and utterly wrong with you. Why can't I be like everybody else? Why do I feel this way? What is wrong with me? And WHY can't I fix it? And I can't tell anyone about it, because they don't understand. Or they don't want to know. Or they tell me it's all in my head. Or I should do some cognitive behavioral work. And smile. Don't forget to smile. Then go for a walk - that will make you feel better!
Yea right. Been there, got the T-Shirt, then I went to the hospital. 4 times. I cut, I self-medicated, then I was medicated. Most of them didn't work. But one did. As for the therapy, I really should have a Master's by now. 20 years in a seat across from psychologists, psychiatrists, and therapists taught me a lot. And some of it stuck. When combined with the meds, I am actually feeling OK. In fact, I feel pretty good most of the time. But I am a depressive. And chances are I always will be. So now what?
Go to school and become a therapist. Why? Because I know what it felt like. I have been diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder and Dysthymic Disorder, so I know what it was like for me. When I get that piece of paper when I graduate, I hope that I can help someone else who is there too.
Why a blog? Because I want to talk about it! I have spent too many years being ashamed of my depression. It's a part of me, has shaped who I am, and how I live my life. But I am living. So let's get on with it. Check out the ground rules. Tell me what you know. What you want to know (about my experiences). And let's see what happens.
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