My heart aches to much to forgive,
My eyes to swollen to forget,
It’s been years,
Seems like yesterday,
The pain so fresh,
The tears so near,
I can forgive but I will never forget.
Drawing inspiration from a chapter in my new book, Give Sorrow Words, ‘A letter to Daniel’ illustrates the emotional pain of depression and the brutality of losing a loved one to suicide.
My hope is ‘A letter to Daniel’ offers further understanding of the consequences of living with untreated depression and the overwhelming grief that ensues in the wake of such senseless loss. What began as a series of beautiful images has transformed into a powerful message that has the potential to change the direction of someone’s life.
I only read the most recent stories. But those people frustrated me. Good for them but they had some hope. Sunshine in their lives. They actually went to school and got married and had children,
I have been diagnosed with Treatment resistant, double depression with Generalized Anxiety and Social Anxiety, I have truly and objectively never accomplished anything that led to something better,
15 Years of Therapy, I have one main Psychiatrist and have also been treated by others. I only get worse. I have no friends, No, I have one friend who lives 3,000 miles away.
I’m seventeen. Everything started back when I was in my sophomore year of high school. I had great friends and started dating this guy that I thought was amazing. A tragedy broke out within my family, my cousin killed himself. Being that I had already been on medication for depression, my depression became severely worse. I lost a lot of my “friends” because of how depressed I became. However, I still had my boyfriend. Up until one day, he broke things off with me. He told me that I wasn’t good enough for him, that I was f’d up in the head, he called horrible names.
I am 23 years old, a recent graduate with my B.A. in Psychology and I’m about to go on to graduate school to earn my PhD. My reason for talking about mental health…is to be different, just kidding…. my reason for sharing is precisely because the topic of mental health remains so taboo. My goal here today is to help eliminate some of the stigma that surrounds mental health by putting a face to the name of depression and anxiety.
My qualifications for speaking about mental health surpass my degree in Psychology and all of the hours I have spent advocating for mental health awareness. My relationship with mental health goes beyond the classroom, my job within public health, and my family history of addiction and depression. I want to share my story because I have lived experience; I have been dealing with depression and anxiety since my early teens.
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