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Depression – A Silent Killer

Depression is quite a common condition. Life’s many frustrations have at one point in our lives left us feeling demoralized about ourselves. As a struggling student, frustrated single, miserable spouse, discontented employee, worried parent, childless couple…the scenarios are endless. Depression is no respecter of persons. It can claim anyone vulnerable enough to let it in. Some fight and overcome it early and move on; others need external support to help free themselves from its grip.

But living in an era where everyone is in a hurry to keep up with life, finding someone to confide in about personal issues could prove difficult. Hence, people internalize their sentiments in an attempt to resolve it and like a virus, it starts eating away at them. The effects of depression are ugly; it diminishes the host to a shadow of himself. It cannot be overrated.

The onset of depression might not be very noticeable. But we should make a conscious effort to inquire when we see a slight attitudinal change in the people around us. It could be the usual mood swing that occasionally plagues us or a pressing problem. Sometimes, the antidote for someone battling depression is just to get someone to hear them out. It might not seem like a big deal but to the sufferer, it would.

Anyone in a constant pessimistic, gloomy mood is a potential candidate for depression. If you can’t find anyone in your inner circle to talk to, then do make time and see a professional. It might feel like an action outside your comfort zone but it’s your life at stake here. No problem is worth your peace of mind, joy and ultimately, your life. Depression can be beaten. Most people have. Don’t wait to be on depression’s claim list. Seek help and seek it now.



Writer’s bio:

Josephine Amoako is a graduate of the University of Ghana. She is a passionate writer who seeks to inspire the world with her pieces. She aspires to be a screenwriter in future. Josephine blogs at Joseyphina’s World (http://joseyphina.wordpress.com).
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