‘You are strong!’ I can’t tell you how many times my loved ones have told me this over the years. Time and time again. I rarely believed it. I felt nothing like a strong person. I felt weak and timid and useless.
Strength and depression are not usually bandied about in the same sentence. It’s not something that a sufferer would think about themselves. When you suffer with depression and crippling anxiety, the last thing you feel is strong. You relate far more to a timid mouse! A lion? No! Continue reading →
Little did I know when I started this blog a year ago, that I would be entering into one of the toughest periods of my life. A depression so tough that I didn’t even see it coming. I was unaware how deep I’d gone. I thought I knew the beast. I thought I knew all the signs. But it seems not. I had forgotten how this disease creeps up on you. It also changes it’s spots. A new edge each time.
Physically I was already struggling, when I launched the blog. But I genuinely thought I had a handle on my mental demons. I did not. My depression was mental and physical this time. Continue reading →