I’ve been extremely depressed for 4 years now (basically my entire teenage life) and have yet to seek any medical attention, like an idiot. So out of curiosity, how long have you been depressed, when did you start getting therapy and how has it been so far? Will be looking forward to every response. I am extremely depressed and closed to the edge but I doubt anything will truly help me.
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Been mildy depressed since I was a kid. Had terrible social anxiety growing up. Worked through it on my own and was able to get a handle on it, eventually.
Was alone and unhappy for most of my life, but it never bothered me to the point of being severely depressed and suicidal. At that point in life I still had hope for a better future.
Then I started a relationship with my ex-fiancée. I was truly happy then. Having her and her kids in my life, it not only made me happy, it gave me a reason to live. Things were not always perfect, but happiness and joy were always just around the corner.
Now she is gone. All I have left is severe major depression and suicidal thoughts. Been in therapy since late January. I go twice a week. Sometimes three. It’s just a waste of money, in the end. My therapist tries his best, but he can’t help me. No one can. When you lose your will to live, nothing can help you.
For those of you that can improve, I sincerely hope you do. For the rest of us that can’t, then I wish us all success.
ive been mildly to severely depressed for the past ten years. ive tried therapy and medications multiple times throughout that time but nothing either worked or had a long term effect. i may attempt therapy again but ill never try antidepressants again.
I was diagnosed with depression at 15, after a half heartef attempt to kill myself. They put me on prozac, amd all different kinds of anxiety meds, bit none ever worked, I was in therapy for two years, before I became prgnant with my daughter. The docs saw i was losing it, and tried, but i refused. It was only after i brought my daughter home and wanted to give her up for adoptiin, that i got back on prozac and Celexca. This yook me over the edge, and I took all my meds, all my painkillers (c section) and all my sleeping pills.
So jump to age 19, i see a doc, who diagnosed me bipolar II and borderline. I moved away, and kust started using street drugs. Shooting coke, x, mushrooms, meth, anything really. I did go through a shut in period for a year, with crippling anxiety, but drug myself out of that, only to start drinking to self medicate.
So, after ALL that bs story, i think its too young to be diagnosed with anything other than depression. If you are using street drugs, that will change you, and the doctors wont know what is right.
I have tried antidepressants, anxiety, antipsychotics…
It’s worth a shot, but I think alot of teens and young adults use meds for awhile, and than think they’re better and quit. If you do see a therapist, be completedly honest with them. They legally can’t tell your parents unless you are saying you will hurt yourself, or others (and any sort of abuse).
Give it a shot, you have your whole life to figure out what works for you.
i have suffered from birth but my depression comes under certain conditions. i mean depressed at one time and not depressed at other time.
Once upon a time, Some doctor did a rorschach test on me and labelled me with different things which partially did not agreed at all. now there is enough evidence that rorschach test is false and biased and unreliable and inaccurate
*i partially
I’m not sure as to when I started getting depressed. It got worse as life progressed, that’s for sure. I started to fully recognise it when these thoughts surfaced. Around two years ago, I had thought about putting myself into a coma. Now it has escalated to this.
As for getting help, I’ve never really gone directly for help with these problems. At the time, I was seeing someone for anxiety, and she told me that if I needed further support for issues, I could contact her again and be referred to someone else. Then I found out that it would take up until next year, and I wasn’t fussed about it anymore. There is another lady who is aware of this problem, but not to the full extent because some things, including these thoughts, are best left unsaid in my case. Seriously.