My depression...
Depression is constantly there and we don't control our thoughts the depression controls us. We can't help feeling this way, we do our best not to but sometimes it's so hard to get of bed in the mornings.
I have good and bad days. On my good days I'll laugh and joke around but my depression is still there making me think about killing myself. On the bad days, I lay in bed thinking how better off things would be without me around, how much better my family would be if I wasn't here. Bad days include not eating and staring at the wall day dreaming, thinking about nothing and sometimes everything.
Recently I told my mum about my depression, I wrote everything down in a letter and went out for a walk while she read them. When I came home we both cried on the stairs and she held me while I broke down in her arms. She made me a doctors appointment for my anxiety and depression. Saturday was a BIG day. Not only did I have my doctors appointment but I also had a birthday party to plan. I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety.
The only problem is, I've grown to use this fake smile and ''I'm fine'' too long and I've started saying I'm fine when in reality I just feel so shit. I and my mum are closer than ever and we talk about how I feel every day.
Today is just a bad day, I've got so much to do but I know I can't actually get through it because I find it so hard to concentrate on something, things that used to bring me joy just don't anymore. Things are hard but I know I will get through it, I have to get through it.
I'm not fine but as long as you say the right thing and act the right way people think they've fixed you and it makes them feel better.
It is an affliction that just doesn't disappear though you smile through it and try to get on with your life. At least with your mum and doctors, you have a good support network. I wish you well!