I want to preface this by saying I don't talk about it. Ever. I should, I should get it out more often, so I can deal with it and move on...but I don't.
I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety disorder when I was thirteen or fourteen (around the time I lost my virginity - go figure). I went through one really bad spot in high school and ended up
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In fact, I don't post anything on my journal expecting a reply, though it is always nice to get them. :)
To be totally truthful with you, I am at the stage in my life where I had to deal with my anxiety and depression. It almost cost me my wife and kids. I am living alone in a flat at the moment because my reactions to those I love became that toxic due to the naxiety and depression.
You don't want things to get that far.
I should be a warning advertisement. I see it now, "IF you don't want to become an anti sociial, de humanized, overly anxious, depressed, overly jaded and cynical, highly phobic individual like this person, seek assistance NOW!!!!"
I offer to you a virtual troll hug and the promise that I will keep battling on against the things that have made me the way I am. (I don't know if I am being brave, just doing what I have to do so I can be back with my family)
the troll
Lawrence
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As for what you're going through, I don't really have any advice to offer, but if you ever need somebody to listen, I read really fast and have two almost-perfectly functioning ears.
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My counselor at school, who I WILL keep seeing, did say that I seem like a good candidate for meds. It just scares me because I tried a couple different brands back in the day (lexapro was one of them, actually) and they just made things worse. Now I realize that might have had something to do with my age at the time, so I guess I'm willing to give it another go.
Thanks, Ed, I mean it. Give Kris my love!
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