We have all heard it. You may have even said it. We try not to let children hear us say it, they would ask too many questions and try to use it with their friends. It can make conversations quite uncomfortable if used without warning. Some may even pretend it doesn’t exist at all. You may want to stop reading. . .
I’m going to say it. . .
Last chance.
Okay. Suit yourself.
I am talking about depression. There. I said it.
Depression is something that many suffer from, but few like to talk about. Personally, I never wanted to seem weak or lazy. I was hesitant to tell anybody what was going on, I thought I could power through it. Things got bad—that is a post for a different day.
For a person that has never experienced or seen depression, it can be hard to understand. When I first met my husband, even a while after we were married, he “did not believe in depression.” I am being serious.
Now, he is a believer.
The crazy thing about depression is not always laying in bed sobbing, it can be subtle; not painting your fingernails or not wearing as much makeup.
I am not a professional, nor am I giving medical advice. However, I urge you to reach out to someone, a friend or a doctor and tell them how you are feeling.
Your mental health is equally as important as your physical health!
Don’t be afraid of the “d” word, it is okay to talk about it.
If you or someone you know needs help, visit these suicide prevention resources.
If you need support right now, call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255, the Trevor Project at 1-866-488-7386 or reach the Crisis Text Line by texting “START” to 741741.
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