Thought this was a good place to add an essay I got in today's flylady digest about her own depression and battle with it:
Many years ago when I was going though a rough time in my life; my
step-father had died, my marriage was falling apart, I had lost a job
because my boss had died and the list could go on for a while of all
the changes that were taking place in my life. I was tired and my
fatigue level kept dropping and I didn't even realize what was
happening. It took a friend to see that I was depressed and needed
Change is difficult at best for most people, but when we get double
and triple whammied we can have a hard time. For instance we have a
baby. That has its own difficulties with baby blues and post partum
depression. Then bringing a new baby home and the stress related to
changing your routine to nurture this young life and yourself. A lot
of the times you get left out.
When my friend noticed the changes in me over a few months she got me
an appointment with her psychologist in Memphis. She asked me to go
with her to this appointment. She failed to tell me it was for me. I
pulled myself together and we drove two hours. When we got there she
informed me that the appointment was for me because I had not been
myself for many months. When I look back at myself; I see me sitting
for hours and not moving just sitting. I was not taking care of
myself. I was barely eating.
After talking with the therapist it was suggest that I check myself
into the hospital. I couldn't do that at the time. We drove home. I
told my son's father (I will not call him a husband) that they wanted
me to get some treatment. He said, "If you check yourself into the
loony bin then don't bother coming home!" I look back and think how
could someone be that inconsiderate but I am thankful for his attitude
today. Because it was those words that pushed me to get help. They
made me mad and my anger helped me to feel something! I packed my bags
and drove back that night.
While in the treatment facility you were not allowed to take
medication. This was to help people with drug dependencies. My
dependency was not drugs but food. After I got out of the ten day
treatment, I saw a psychiatrist. He suggested that I needed to take
medication to regulate the chemicals in my brain. He told me about a
brand new drug that could help me. I told him that I really didn't
want to take medications but he explained that if I needed blood
pressure medicine or insulin that I would not turn down those life
saving drugs. I needed help to save my life because I had lost my way.
To be honest I had suicidal thoughts. That scared me. So pair that
with being angry, I told him I would take the Prozac. He explained
that it would take about nine days for it to get into my system.
On the ninth day I woke up with a new attitude. It was as if the light
had been turn on and it was no longer night all the time. This was the
day I started to live again. I slowly began to gain control over my
lack of feelings. I will never forget the first time I felt the
cramps. I actually celebrated being able to feel pain. I had been numb
with depression. Taking my medication helped me to feel again.
I got over my fear of taking medication to save my life. It took the
love of another person to see the drastic changes in my personality.
Then it took a surge of adrenaline from anger to get me moving. Then
it took the medication to help me over the hump and onto an even
When you have fallen into a depression; don't ever want to go there
again. You can feel yourself sliding and you can stop the slide my
recognizing the signs.
In 1995 I had another tough year. I started to feel myself isolate and
I stopped the slide by going to my local mental health office. I knew
that God had brought me to North Carolina for a reason and I was
determined to find out what that was. I am so happy that I did.
As you can see, I had to go through this to help you understand that
we don't have to suffer with depression. We can get help. This is what
FLYing is all about; Finally Loving yourself enough to take care of
you with babysteps. Go see your doctor, establish simple habits to
help relieve stress; go to bed at a decent hour and get out in the sun
and do some loving movement. Don't be ashamed to take your medications.
For more information on depression; I went to the Mayo Clinic.
Are you ready to FLY? I survived and you can too. Reach out and take
Last edited by noababy : 16-09-08 at 16:46.
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