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 now 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 I wasn’t motivated, or interested in anyone or anything, and became withdrawn very early on.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. My mum would often sit by my bed and try to calm me. When I finally found sleep my bad thoughts would disappear, but like a faithful friend those thoughts were always there when I woke the next morning.
I never seemed to see the fun in anything. There was no release, I was exhausted. There is a difference between feeling down and feeling isolated and withdrawn and that is why I believe I was dealing with depression. I used to internalise everything. But slowly, I began look at things in its entirety, so that I would come to understand how I felt.
If you are feeling depressed, it is important to discuss it with your family doctor, with family or friends, or whoever you feel you can confide in. Always ask for help if you think you may be struggling with depression.