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I was a teen and feeling so depressed. I learned about depression in class and knew that I may have it. I started reading books in the library that described me. Another time, I was in my teens when I was crying alone and grabbed my wrist wishing to tear my vein out instead I ended up scratching myself which was a huge sense of relief. I would cut rarely and learned what it really was called when I saw a Life Time Movie (LOL!). I didn't get help until I was I grad school but that didn't last long the therapist sucked and I could no longer afford the meds. I try on my own because it would freak my family out if I was on meds. No one knows about this stuff in my family.

could nt take the feelings of being down, tired, no enjoyment in anything, and not being able to hold a convo, and the thoughts i was having were horrific! had to quite my job and college and spent about 3 months hardly leaving the house, was diagonsied with depression and ocd intruisive thoughts (i had severe ocd when i was younger but never diagnosis defo was thought) started pills and theraphy and final found zoloft which worked a dream! i got my life and job back and got on feeling gr8 for about a year and a half, even completed a huge fittness goal of a 44 mile ultra marathon! i was on top of the world!!:)....:( but after a stressful situation recently i ahve gotten really bad again with depression and ocd! worse than ever, hopefully il get there.....itsjustme thanks for posting this good to get the story out, could have gone into thousands more detail as im sure evryone could lol :)

I was diagnosed last week, possibly after four years of suffering to various degrees. I had a breakdown in early 2005 and ended up losing my job in 2008 - 3 years later to the nearest month. With no job and members of my family ill through old age, things came to head and for some reason I stopped taking my anticonvulsants. I was rushed to hospital and was there for nearly two weeks. It was while I was there that I asked to see a counsellor. Well it took 10 weeks to get the appointment but proved well worth the wait. I hadn't suspected depression but I'm glad to get a diagnosis. I start counselling tomorrow (something I've arranged myself - not through the hospital). That's my (relatively short) story.

First diagnosis of Depression after the birth of my son. Went to see the Pdoc cause my husband made me cause I couldn't get out of bed - literally wasn't functioning. Most recently went back and diagnosised BP - was having bouts of highs and very low lows with uncontrolable crying spells. Was so bad I couldn't go to work and had to quit.

Tried suicide at 14. Got scared after I realized I really wanted to live. Told my parents & was told to "go ahead and die." My ears were ringing so loudly for 3 days I couldn't hear. Set my goal to get older and get out. And I did but depression has always lingered in my life. Mostly tolerable until the last 10 years & I've got on and then off meds many times. Just today got back on Effexor. Don't think I'll ever stop taking meds again, even if I ever get to feeling normal again.

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