Melon Collie
Member
I am in my 40?s. I have a family: a mother a husband and two children. Yet when I?m depressed I have no one I can talk to.
I haven?t had a paying job for about twelve years. I try to be satisfied with my life as it is but somehow I feel like I?m not living up to my potential. As if doing my best to raise my children well isn?t a worthwhile pursuit. And then I start feeling guilty for feeling this way. When I think about the past I just feel angry and resentful and sucked into a black hole of negativity. I?ve lost all my friends probably because I?m no fun to be around when I?m depressed. And it?s too much effort to make new ones.
My family is the reason why I get up every day. They make me do it because they need me to get them off to work and school. How I wish I could just stay in bed all day long. All WINTER long would be even better. I hate winter with a passion. Why can?t humans hibernate anyways?
I was discharged by my psychiatrist because I was stable on my meds and my family doctor could handle the repeats. Of course he said that if I start having problems I could call the office to make an appointment to come back. But I don?t feel like calling. I don?t want to bother him unless absolutely necessary.
I came across this site when I was looking for someone to talk to about my feelings and somewhere safe to vent. Of course I am also interested in learning from others? experiences and healing. But I was wondering if it is possible to get better without knowing what the illness is. I don?t think I have ever been told an official diagnosis (just given scripts for Prozac and Lithium).
I haven?t had a paying job for about twelve years. I try to be satisfied with my life as it is but somehow I feel like I?m not living up to my potential. As if doing my best to raise my children well isn?t a worthwhile pursuit. And then I start feeling guilty for feeling this way. When I think about the past I just feel angry and resentful and sucked into a black hole of negativity. I?ve lost all my friends probably because I?m no fun to be around when I?m depressed. And it?s too much effort to make new ones.
My family is the reason why I get up every day. They make me do it because they need me to get them off to work and school. How I wish I could just stay in bed all day long. All WINTER long would be even better. I hate winter with a passion. Why can?t humans hibernate anyways?
I was discharged by my psychiatrist because I was stable on my meds and my family doctor could handle the repeats. Of course he said that if I start having problems I could call the office to make an appointment to come back. But I don?t feel like calling. I don?t want to bother him unless absolutely necessary.
I came across this site when I was looking for someone to talk to about my feelings and somewhere safe to vent. Of course I am also interested in learning from others? experiences and healing. But I was wondering if it is possible to get better without knowing what the illness is. I don?t think I have ever been told an official diagnosis (just given scripts for Prozac and Lithium).