Reflection About Depression

"Men pray to the gods for health and they ignore that it is in their power to have it."

Depression has been an ongoing battle in my life and I have pushed every form of help that was handed to me. Instead of dealing with my feelings, a pushed them down. Now, we all know what happens if you take a bottle full of soda and shake it up. You take the top off to let some of that sugary goodness out, and it explodes all over you. The soda bottle is me, the soda is all of my feelings and thoughts that I keep buried inside, and the shaking is any emotionally stressful situation you can think of.

I remember the first time I told my mom how I felt, it was freshman year. She went into panic mode and insisted I get admitted, but I refused because going away for a week or two to be stripped of everything I am is not what I needed. I needed someone to tell me they cared and the recognized my efforts because I had no one. At school I was invisible, and at home I was alone. People will say that I am to young to be depressed because I haven’t been in the real world yet. You see, that is where they are wrong because I have not had a very nice childhood. I am not crying wolf, I am just

They always say that depression is something that’s all in your head. It’s something made up, something fabricated by your own selfish internal world. You don’t realize when it hits you or how it hits you. One day you just realize you no longer know how to feel; you’ve become numb. Growing up I was happy. I lived a happy life. I had a bed of my own and a roof over my head. I was surrounded by friends and family who loved me. I was content for as long as I can remember.

My freshman year in high school was unarguably the best year of my high school career, If I knew how the rest of my school career would go I probably would have cherished it a lot more. My sophomore year was going pretty well until one major internal change shifted my well being in the worst. I always knew about depression,but It was always one of those things that I never really thought about because I thought that only certain types of people experienced depression and I couldn't be one of them. was wrong. During the spring of sophomore year I fell into a depression, at the time I did not know what depression was ,nor did I know what was happening with me so I didn't know what to do, I didn't ask for help, and I didn't talk about it. I started to go down an even darker path with self medicating, drinking ,and self destructive behavior all of which I never told to anybody. As the winter and spring ended and summer began I came out of my rut and told myself that If that ever happened again, I want to get help and I don't want to be on a self destructive path

Doing so, I created a mask that I would show the world. Someone who was nice and friendly and would be talkative. Clearly this did not last long as I was still not talkative, but still, nobody noticed. I had many different personas, that I wore for a long time. Because of this, I was able to forget about my depression. And for months, everything seemed fine. I was happy and normal.

At this moment I would like to share a some of the thing that have contributed to the start of my depression. So here it goes nothing. When I was younger I had a really hard time learning in school and that I would get really upset and cry when I couldn't understand something. I was also bullied by kids who I thought were my friends that I grew up with and teachers who would call me "stupid" or an "idiot" in front of the entire class. I then lost my grandma, my best friend as she was hit and passed away the same day as my uncle. At the time I never even considered thought when I was younger would have been the start of me losing myself and the ability to keep living.

Finding out that I had depression, was the biggest punch to the stomach that I’ve ever received. It frightened me at the thought of it overtaking control of my mind. I started to notice that I didn’t smile as often as I used to and if I did smile, it wasn’t sincere. Nothing could bring out a real

Depression for me was one of those sneaky things that I didn’t realize was a problem until it became a huge problem. I honestly did not realize that I had, what is essentially a debilitating illness, until I was so completely and totally enfeebled by it that I could barely ask for help.

Finally, I decide it was time to find help and tell my family without being ashamed. I’ve met others who are suffering with depression and I don’t feel alone anymore.

are happy when they achieve something or saddened when they fail a test or lose

Depression have become a major problem in our society today. People who haven’t experience depression will not understand how it feel and what it can do to a person. Many people also doesn’t understand what depression is, or how it can related to suicidal ideation. In fact, studies have documented that the majority of young suicide victims had depression at the time of death and most suicide survivors were diagnosed with symptoms of clinical depression at the time of their attempt (Mojs, Biederman, Głowacka, Strzelecki, Ziemska, Samborski 2015). It can affect anyone, from young adolescents to college students to the elderly people. There are many reasons that can make someone have major depression. Such as financial problems, family problems, social problems, school, work, etc. These stressors in our daily life can cause anxiety which can increase our stress level significantly, which then can lead to depression. A research said that anxiety disorder have a high comorbidity with depression and that anxiety occur prior to the onset of depressive disorders in many individuals (Batterham, Christensen, Calear 2013). People who experience depression must find way to cope with depression and know how to get help in order to prevent suicidal ideation. The people surroundings, friends and family, must also find ways to recognize the symptoms of depression, and show understandings in order to help those suffering. This research project will help people understand more about

It is crazy what parents keep from you when you are younger. All my life my dad suffered with mental disorders that I had no idea he had. It was only about a few years ago that I learned my dad had depression, anxiety, and panic attacks. However, it wasn’t until about a year ago until I knew how bad it actually was. He was really good at hiding it; he was always happy and cheerful. Without living with him, you would have had no idea.

In my opinion, mental illness is also called psychiatric disorder, which affects an individual’s way of thinking, behaving and perceiving, and interacting with other people. Upon reflection, I felt that my anxiety was largely due to my negative preconceptions about mental illness especially my belief that mentally ill people are violent, unpredictable, and dangerous. These views were not only a result of a lack of knowledge about mental illness but also due to the impact of negative media and cultural stereotypes that I had grown up with. Before clinical placement, I used to be scared with the patients and used to be reluctant to deal with them.

For years and years, I had been feeling myself growing sadder and more detached from the world. I still participated in activities but I no longer found joy in them. Eventually, my mother noticed my change of mood took me to a psychologist. That day I was diagnosed with clinical depression and scheduled my first therapy appointment.