I have suffered on and off with depression for over 10 years. It's an illness I am continually learning to live with. It's not easy, but who said life was? In my dark days, I can not see a point to life or any meaning to it. On good days I relish life and want to live every aspect of it. Good days are often shadowed by my own insecurities and problems and this is something I'm striving to shed light on. Bad days are disturbing and my emotions are so strong and frightening. My bad day personality, i have finally understood, is not "me". My personality is not mine, but the depression's. At the time I can not see any difference as it feels so hideously real, but with hindsight I can always tell. The right medication can work brilliantly, but always needs to be monitored. I know life is great, but not all the time.
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