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Depression: The importance of support groups


It wasn't until I experienced it that I understood how harmful and “deadly” it was.

It was like falling down a bottomless pit, if that makes sense, you're looking for something to hold on to and there's nothing.

I was scared, probably more scared than I've ever been. Especially when I found a way out and fell back right into it.

It became a sort of cycle, come to think of it, I now have a better understanding of why people fall into all sorts of addictions when they're depressed.

I didn't know where to find help, who to talk to or how to help myself.

How do you explain something you don't even understand?

Something our society considers embarrassing, we hardly talk about depression and the negative effects it has on people.

Where does one go to when they're depressed?

I'd love to see more help centers that people can walk into or call to speak to a specialist.

I'd also love for our society to openly discuss Depression. As a people, we need to learn more about depression, so we can reach out to people who suffer from it.

There is this awesome support group called “Purple People” for people who have or have had depression, anxiety and related conditions.

We need more of such support groups.
Depression is one battle you can't fight alone.

Laurie.

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