The "funny" thing about depression is that it never stays the same! Why can it not just stay the same? This is my constant DAILY struggle. I feel judged. I feel like I let people down. I feel tired and I feel alone.
Finally, one day I just couldn’t do it anymore and I lay on the ground screaming and crying and thinking terrible things about myself.
That’s when I realised something wasn’t right and made an appointment to see my doctor.
A few weeks ago I had to go to my GP for a mental health checkup.
She asked how things have been . . . with my depression. And I can't lie.
"Not that great to be honest. I've had quite a few down days which makes