Today's Prompt Is The Word Pretend

It took five years to get the right help. Even so, it is never too late to seek treatment. Depression is very much a silent killer. People who suffer from depression should always speak up. They should never feel ashamed by this disorder.

“Recent data estimate the overall prevalence of depression at about 11.1% of the American population, or nearly 35 million individuals (Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, 2011). A predictive models suggest that up to 50% of the population will experience at least one episode of depression during their lives” (Life Extension, 2014). Depression has negatively affected the lives of many individuals throughout the world. Look around you there may even be someone close to you that is demonstrating signs of its stifling affects. Depression does not discriminate with its suffocating

I didn’t bother telling my mom not wanting to become another statistic, or to have to talk to a total stranger who’d tell me that they get it or know what I am going through. Yeah, right.

I think you and I could relate, but only because we have parents who might not understand just how serious an illness such as depression is.

The depression is overwhelming. I cry uncontrollably. At its worst, I cannot move. Gravity seems to have added weight tenfold. I wake up in my bed, struggling to get out. I am unable to. Breathing hurts. I try to cry out for help, but I cannot move my mouth to form the words in my disgusted mind. I am trapped in my own head. I am trapped in my own body, a body that is entirely numb.

One of the most common things I see in my life that I learned was what to do when I see bullying.

Fourth, halothane was first synthesized by C. W. Suckling of Imperial Chemical Industries (ICI) in 1951 and was first used by M. Johnstone in Manchester in 1956. Halothane became popular as a nonflammable general anesthetic replacing other volatile anesthetics such as diethyl ether and cyclopropane. (Wikipedia, 2010) Halothane is no longer used in the U.S. because of its problems, such as it took it a long time to put a patient asleep and then longer to wake the patient back up. Plus if the patient is put under for a longer amount of time during a operation more gas will build up in the fats and then later go up to the brain. (Kervin, 2010)

Dad still wasn’t home. We were definitely getting flagged again. Maybe he wanted to be flagged. Maybe he wanted to go into the military or maybe he wanted be in prison. Maybe he wanted to leave us. I know the feeling. The feeling of wanted to leave everything behind and start something new. I want to leave so bad. The place I live in has not been the same; it no longer has pretty walk ways or nice people. Just depression. A seemingly endless sea of depression. Everywhere I look is grey and fragile. My friends are all on the brink of suicide and I am almost there too. Mom only smiles when she has too and so does everyone else. In school they tell us that its ok to be afraid but being afraid has gotten me nowhere. I am numb. The emotions and feelings are just dead inside of me and I don’t know where they went. College degrees have been making their way into my vision and cutting out everything that I wish for. Even though half the world has gone to shit and I still have to get an education, raise a family, and be happy. Happiness was not my top priority right now; staying alive was. If I stay alive then I prove to myself that my head isn’t sick, that I don’t have to worry anyone. My parents are already worried about everything so why should I add more to their

When I was younger, I used to pass FIT on the way to Church with my grandma. Every time we would pass after I learned that it was a college, I told her I was going to go to college there. She always encouraged me to get higher levels of education, but it wasn’t until I got older that I started to look at what FIT really had to offer me.

As the school year continued, the stress of living in three homes and the loss of my family caused me to develop depression, anxiety, and insomnia. I’ve felt depressed since the sixth grade, but I assumed that the feelings were just me being a hormonal, overemotional preteen. However, the loss of my family in a short eight-month timeframe caused my depression and to spike noticeably and I had unmistakably matured more than I ever anticipated I

I had just one year prior discovered I had two children (twins) I was told I was not the father of but I was and it hit me pretty hard, so hard I forgave their mother for her lie and invited them all to move in with me and make up for lost time. I was still mourning the lose of my mother who I was very close to who passed away in 2001 at the hands of cancer treatments (that 's another book) I also had not seen my other three children for 4 months because their mom was trying to make life tough for me, you know that power struggle parents who separate sometimes go through and on top of all that ! if that was not enough my twins mom who I tried to be there for was cheating on me, I found out about it and it was not long before I fell into depression, I do not want to throw my dirty laundry out at you but I need you to understand where I was in all this mentally and physically,my trucks and equipment for my business was breaking down and I was broke and unable to repair any of it because I was being squeezed for every

Before FIFA World Cup 2010 launched in South Africa, the main attraction was mostly on gold and diamonds. The number of crime rate is what people knew about South Africa, and since the high crime, so there are not so many people come to South Africa for travel or investment. Therefore, most of the cultural in South Africa are not familiar by the world. But FIFA World Cup has been the biggest and a very successful promotion for the cultural of South Africa and it also make a big impact to the South Africa society, it lets thousands of visitors come to South Africa for travel, although almost of their purpose is come for FIFA World Cup, but they also have travel some attractions or places. So, FIFA World Cup not only

My older brother was diagnosed with depression when I was in high school. It was then when I realized why he was behaving that way. I noticed how he felt weeks after seeing the psychiatrist. He was no longer

Rita goes into great length on this subject in her publication Smiling Depression: Nothing to Smile About where she defines this form of depression as being someone who smiles and appears happy on the outside while on the inside they are actually suffering from depressive symptoms. Another thing she talks about in this article is how many people who suffer from smiling depression do not even see it as a form of depression because of how they undermine their own feelings in order to appear differently to others. One of the scariest things about smiling depression is how those with it may be at a higher risk of having suicidal thoughts, as said in her article in Psychology Today “..those suffering from smiling depression have the energetic ability to plan and follow through.” Thankfully there are many ways to treat this including psychotherapy and simply speaking to those around you about how you

“She was pretending in church. Pretending to be happy so people wouldn’t worry about her. Or ask what was wrong. She doesn’t want anyone to know how she feels” (Day 73). My favorite book, Tall Tales by Karen Day, has many quotes that accurately describes the situation that is my life. These quotes may not be seen to be the happiest ones, but neither has my home life been. My mom has always told me that I must put our good and bad memories on an imaginary scale and see which one outweighs the other one. I lie while telling her that my good side outweighs the bad side.