I was clinically depressed for three years and was on 375mg of venlafaxine. I met someone who helped pull me through and gave me light at the end of my very dark hole. My friends knew about it but sometimes it's hard unless they fully understand the effects of depression. Some people are very shallow and tell you to just snap out if it which is totally impossible. I was right as rain until six months ago and due to something happening in my marriage I feel I have slipped back into depression. I know the signs and the feelings and I have them all. I'm afraid this time round to tell my friends and family or go to the doctors because I don't want them worrying about me as they did before because they think my life is happy now when it's not. I hate pretending I'm ok. I just wish my husband was as supportive this time round as he was the first time round but his not and it's all his doing I'm where I am again. He could help me before because it was not him who put me there. Life sucks and its horrible when the person your with doesn't seem to care or understand how you feel and that it's not your fault. It's the chemicals in our brain that make us feel so low.
IIN that I can't tell my friends that I have clinical depression?
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I was clinically depressed for three years and was on 375mg of venlafaxine. I met someone who helped pull me through and gave me light at the end of my very dark hole. My friends knew about it but sometimes it's hard unless they fully understand the effects of depression. Some people are very shallow and tell you to just snap out if it which is totally impossible. I was right as rain until six months ago and due to something happening in my marriage I feel I have slipped back into depression. I know the signs and the feelings and I have them all. I'm afraid this time round to tell my friends and family or go to the doctors because I don't want them worrying about me as they did before because they think my life is happy now when it's not. I hate pretending I'm ok. I just wish my husband was as supportive this time round as he was the first time round but his not and it's all his doing I'm where I am again. He could help me before because it was not him who put me there. Life sucks and its horrible when the person your with doesn't seem to care or understand how you feel and that it's not your fault. It's the chemicals in our brain that make us feel so low.