Depression is a disease that consumes patience little by little, slashing hopes that tomorrow will be a better day. I, I believe, suffer from chronic depression. In my daily life I am very calm, loving and trying to be correct and good with people around me, and within me war is done. There is a daily struggle with fear, anxiety, lack of confidence, a war that is called drowsiness.
I am 29 years old, I'm engaged to a wonderful man, but I do not have the courage to show him how I feel. I also have a family and parents that I think have loved me, as I think they are great causes and influences to what I am today. To what I feel today!
I would love to have other parents listen to me now. Please do not criticize your children even when there is no reason. Do not always seek to be the best because it is, my parents raised a child that today does not have faith in oneself. A child frustrated during the race to be the first. A kid who missed the road and just dumped!
Adult children with models of imitation of perfection are very idealistic for the time we live and the severity our society serves.
I've been heading to psychology that four years ago, in the first year I had intensive therapy and later began to reduce it. Today, I can not say that I have defeated, but at least I do not think suicide as an option. I decided to fight until I defeated him.
In everyday life, we do not even think that a word is spoken so in vain as we do not believe it helps with a pencil and a letter when we feel loaded.
There are days that I feel I will never be happy, that I am the most unlucky man, but then I continue because I have no choice. Death is safe, I do not have to accelerate. I have to find a way to adapt to this labyrinth where we stumbled across ...
* The letter was sent to Anabel's Inbox by a girl on yesterday's topic: "My story with depression".
