This holiday season marks the end of my second year of treatment for severe clinical depression. And I’m sick of it. I tried, I tried so fucking hard. I had been badly depressed for 5-6 years before I ever sought any professional help. I didn’t want to say there was something wrong with me, I didn’t want to be weak, I didn’t want to dissapoint my parents, I didn’t want to be broken…but I did it, I told my mother that I was desperate and needed help. She looked for a psychiatrist for a few weeks them forgot about the whole thing because if you […]
