im afraid my brush with depression story may not be helpfull or have a happy ending but i feel your pain and will share away
for nearlly 5 years i battled on with a partner who had many many issues, and yes i understood that losing loved ones is a big player, she had lost both! parents, while i had lost a brother, we found we had something in common to talk about at 1st, then as the relashionship went on, things got worse, i carried on as normal, working socialising and getting on with life but she was stuck in a rut, she had no work, started taking minor class drugs and was very hard to deal with at times, i stuck in there and gave her all the support i could, i loved her very much, we tried to start a family thinking that would help, turns out she could not concieve, and that only added to the depression.
she eventually seeked medical advice and got herself a social worker/shrink who helped out in weekly listening sessions
as the years went by i found myself falling into depression also... having all her issues on my shoulders got me down on a regular basis, there was a lot of stuff going on that i wont go into here but times were hard.
she got some medication which gives you a false lift and while she was high as a kite i was unhappy and we started to drift, when she was on the uppers it was hard to keep pace with the red bull style pace and then she would come down with a bang
i started to feel very down i didnt realise i was suffering some form of depression myself until the very end, one dark day apparently i was found out in the country side sat in a field one mile by one w=mile wide i was in the middle just sat there, luckily i answered my mobile phone and told a friend where i was, im not totally aware and not totally sure to this day how i got there, i just wandered off in a dark depressive manor and sat there, dont know if i was thinking straight but looking back and that was like 6 years ago ish that i may have gone there to harm myself? although i dint have anything to harm myself with, maybe i was waiting for the aliens to pick me up... to cut a very long 5 year story short, near the end i arranged a holiday for me my daughter and her, last minute she diecided not to go, i still went as it was for my girls birthday treat and while i was away my partner decided to start an affiar, it broke me. i was utterly devasted and lost, i tried to patch things up and said id forgive her but i knew i never really could, she then proceeded to leave me for this other person who turned out to be a close family friend of ours, she later got some treatment and caught for a child, i hear they are still together now and that she is very unhappy, has been beaten a few times by the guy and she beats him back, both taking drugs and living la vida loca
me... i turned out fine (i think lol) after a while it felt like the whole world was lifted off my shoulders as i carried around her problems and mine
i still think of her alot and still have feelings as you do but boy oh boy my life is so much different now
i dont really know if my story is about my depressions or hers but sadly the only answer was for us to seperate for at least one of us to live a better life
living with and coping with depression is very very tough... i feel your pain and wish you all the very best in life
truth is theres very little you can do to lift someone from there depression you just take each day at a time
its still ongoing and sad for her... for me im only glad that im here to tell this story
for nearlly 5 years i battled on with a partner who had many many issues, and yes i understood that losing loved ones is a big player, she had lost both! parents, while i had lost a brother, we found we had something in common to talk about at 1st, then as the relashionship went on, things got worse, i carried on as normal, working socialising and getting on with life but she was stuck in a rut, she had no work, started taking minor class drugs and was very hard to deal with at times, i stuck in there and gave her all the support i could, i loved her very much, we tried to start a family thinking that would help, turns out she could not concieve, and that only added to the depression.
she eventually seeked medical advice and got herself a social worker/shrink who helped out in weekly listening sessions
as the years went by i found myself falling into depression also... having all her issues on my shoulders got me down on a regular basis, there was a lot of stuff going on that i wont go into here but times were hard.
she got some medication which gives you a false lift and while she was high as a kite i was unhappy and we started to drift, when she was on the uppers it was hard to keep pace with the red bull style pace and then she would come down with a bang
i started to feel very down i didnt realise i was suffering some form of depression myself until the very end, one dark day apparently i was found out in the country side sat in a field one mile by one w=mile wide i was in the middle just sat there, luckily i answered my mobile phone and told a friend where i was, im not totally aware and not totally sure to this day how i got there, i just wandered off in a dark depressive manor and sat there, dont know if i was thinking straight but looking back and that was like 6 years ago ish that i may have gone there to harm myself? although i dint have anything to harm myself with, maybe i was waiting for the aliens to pick me up... to cut a very long 5 year story short, near the end i arranged a holiday for me my daughter and her, last minute she diecided not to go, i still went as it was for my girls birthday treat and while i was away my partner decided to start an affiar, it broke me. i was utterly devasted and lost, i tried to patch things up and said id forgive her but i knew i never really could, she then proceeded to leave me for this other person who turned out to be a close family friend of ours, she later got some treatment and caught for a child, i hear they are still together now and that she is very unhappy, has been beaten a few times by the guy and she beats him back, both taking drugs and living la vida loca
me... i turned out fine (i think lol) after a while it felt like the whole world was lifted off my shoulders as i carried around her problems and mine
i still think of her alot and still have feelings as you do but boy oh boy my life is so much different now
i dont really know if my story is about my depressions or hers but sadly the only answer was for us to seperate for at least one of us to live a better life
living with and coping with depression is very very tough... i feel your pain and wish you all the very best in life
truth is theres very little you can do to lift someone from there depression you just take each day at a time
its still ongoing and sad for her... for me im only glad that im here to tell this story

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