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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