I just realize that all through my life I have suffered from depression. Being diagnosed with dyslexia at the age of 13 I was place in small class where I excelled. Even when I went on to college I was place in that small class room environment where I did very well. I was always willing to help out a fellow student.
I never thought of myself as having a mental health issue. But it was when I entered the work force were I realized that I was not as equipped as I thought I was. It was there that my job description changed and things became very difficult for me. I was laid off, I was always trying to keep up and catch up with others. It was then that I experienced my first bout with depression and went on medication, and now I realize I wasted so much of my life trying to fit in. Trying to be part of a world that I had no right to be part of.
I felt so ashamed of the things that I could not do. I thought my life was over that I would never amount to anything. That this was it, this was the best that it was going to get. I would never have a long lasting relationship; I was to be alone for the rest of my life. That I would be not me independent and have to rely on others to get by. It is at this point when I thought about ending it all.
After a long time and some help I am on a good road to recovery. I want to help people to overcome their mental health issue. I am writing this to help people who are suffering with depression and letting them know that things do get better.
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