Depression the real life story.
February 3, 2010 at 1:17 am (Uncategorized) (Bullying, Depression, Mental Health)
Depression the real life story.
Facts have shown that there are about 15% of people who will have had a bout of severe depression at some point in their lives. Some people like myself aren’t diagnosed correctly, when you are stamped with that condition you feel somewhat alienated from society. As I have found not a lot of people understand depression and other mental health conditions, and just how hard it is for man kind to cope with!
People I’ve met in my journey of depression haven’t got much respect for people’s feelings or emotions, people in this society can be so cruel for no apparent reason. The depression I suffer with was caused by a lot of things such as Family Trauma, Bullying, Lack of confidence, Anxiety problems; which isn’t a great combination in it’s self.
I found a lot of people usually teenage and elderly individuals didn’t seem the grasp the toughness depression brings to many people. When you are being bullied and you start to find things out about yourself which to you isn’t normal but becomes normal is just another pitfall of hell for the victim, and I can say it did happen to me.
Depression for me is one major part of my life, it’s something I have to deal with on a day-to-day basis and I can tell you now and speak up for a lot of people that it isn’t easy. As I describe my depression it’s like I have a second person behind me, and it knows when to hit and pull me down either though I try my hardest to keep my spirits up.
From the age of 15 I was in the hands of the mental health team in my area and I was put on medication which is Fluoxetine more commonly known as Prozac, when I was discharged at the age of 16 I felt as if the help I did get wasn’t available to me anymore, the only person I could turn to for professional help was my GP and then I didn’t think much was done, it was more like they layered over the problem. They sent me to a Mental Health Team which assessed me but as I didn’t cover the highlighted problems there wasn’t much they could do other than send me back to my GP and a councilor. The time’s I expressed my feelings that my medication wasn’t working and no one took a blind bit of notice of that fact and it’s still that case at this present time.
My attitude to my depression is I have my bad days but then I have my good days, and I try to balance my life out, and cope with it as it comes along. I know depression is going to be a problem no matter where my life takes me but I’ve learnt to stand up and say “I will stand up to you…depression want hold me back” and I wont stand down on that.
Writer: Amy E Phillips.
