I wanted to write about depression from a personal perspective, because I believe I was struggling with it as a child.
Seeing anyone deal with depression takes me back to my own childhood. I wasn’t motivated, or interested in anyone or anything, and became withdrawn very early on. I don’t remember a time when I was happy.
Struggling with bad thoughts, particularly at night time, meant it took me forever to get to sleep. Mum would often sit by my bed. When I found sleep, my bad thoughts would disappear, but like a faithful friend they were always there when I woke the next morning.
There was no release, I was exhausted. There is a difference between feeling down and feeling isolated and withdrawn. I used to internalise everything. But slowly, I began look at things in the whole, so that I would come to understand how I felt.
If you are feeling depressed, it is important to discuss it with family or friends, or with your doctor, whoever you feel you can confide in. Always ask for help if you think you may be struggling with depression.