Please note: the report talks about mental health and substance use
As someone with mental health issues – having them since the age of 17 when a family member passed away – I went into a deep depression. Not knowing what to do I turned to drink and crime.
I was stealing to feed my usage. When it got to a point when I almost got prison time I went to get help. With thoughts running through my head to do something silly my doctors placed me on meds. I was just sitting there crying, crying to a point that I couldn’t speak. With meds given to me I just hoped that this would sort it self out.
A few years on and here now with this lockdown, jobless and not knowing what to do. My depression started back up just like I was 17. No savings left. Worried about my housing issues. No groups for me to go to. How did I manage for so long?
I just keep thinking that why now? Why so long into life have I got to deal with this rubbish.
My doctors wanted me to get my meds but only after a review. This happened just before the lockdown and a lucky one in deed. I just hope that my depression sorts of self out soon so I can get work again. That I can be me again.
Just thinking that I am nothing, thinking that I don’t have no one near me who understands. Someone who will be there with me through the bad and good. Bring on this lift of the lockdown then I will be one happy bunny. And I see through the next few days after.
With the light breaking through the blackness of the dark that is depression.
The author of this blog has chosen to remain anonymous.
“I just keep thinking that why now?” – Listen Up! Hub
Please note: the report talks about mental health and substance use
As someone with mental health issues – having them since the age of 17 when a family member passed away – I went into a deep depression. Not knowing what to do I turned to drink and crime.
I was stealing to feed my usage. When it got to a point when I almost got prison time I went to get help. With thoughts running through my head to do something silly my doctors placed me on meds. I was just sitting there crying, crying to a point that I couldn’t speak. With meds given to me I just hoped that this would sort it self out.
A few years on and here now with this lockdown, jobless and not knowing what to do. My depression started back up just like I was 17. No savings left. Worried about my housing issues. No groups for me to go to. How did I manage for so long?
My doctors wanted me to get my meds but only after a review. This happened just before the lockdown and a lucky one in deed. I just hope that my depression sorts of self out soon so I can get work again. That I can be me again.
Just thinking that I am nothing, thinking that I don’t have no one near me who understands. Someone who will be there with me through the bad and good. Bring on this lift of the lockdown then I will be one happy bunny. And I see through the next few days after.
With the light breaking through the blackness of the dark that is depression.
The author of this blog has chosen to remain anonymous.
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