I wanted to write more about depression from a personal perspective, because I very much believe I was struggling with depression as a child.
Seeing anyone deal with depression takes me back to my own childhood and believe that is something I experienced all those years ago. I wasn’t motivated or interested in anyone or anything and became withdrawn very early on.
I don’t remember a time where I was happy. Looking back, I believe some of my symptoms were indicative of depression. I wasn’t sleeping well, I had bad thoughts and never seemed to see the fun in anything.
It also seemed to take me forever to get to sleep. When I finally found sleep those bad thoughts would disappear, but like a faithful friend those thoughts were always there the next morning.
There was no release. I was exhausted. My mum never really took the time to work it through with me so never fully understood what was going on with me. There is a difference between feeling down and feeling isolated and withdrawn. I believe that what I was dealing with was depression.
Always seek help if you think you’re dealing with depression.