Howdy.
First of all, this is kinda hard to me, not because I don't like to open myself to a public, but because as some of you may know, I'm not a native english speaker.
In the past I've wrote long articles in english, but I've never talked about this in english, only in spanish.
Well... tbh I don't know if this is going to be a problem.
Anyway. Where could someone start when talking about depresion?
Is weird, maybe because according to my therapist I'm not exactly depressed anymore, but I've been depressed for a looooooooooong time, like really long time. And multiple times also.
That's why maybe it's so hard... but anyway.
The first time I was depressed, I was like 6 years old. Kinda young, right? Well, yeah, my parents were divorcing and it was actually pretty hard for me to move on. I didn't like to be with my mom, and she was the one that got the custody over me and my brother. I didn't had friends at school, at least not of my age; I was kinda friends with my teachers, but of course that's not good for a vast developement when you're that young. My father began to date a coworker of his, and she was actually pretty maniac and threatened me, my mom and my brother with killing us... I don't know if that's more common than I think, but it was pretty stressful and worring. To avoid any kind of issues we had to move to another part of the country, so although I didn't have any friends, I kinda felt that I lost something at that moment. When arriving to that new place (Zapopan, Jalisco) we only knew my family, and they aren't the classic loving family, but I don't think those really exist tbh.
Anyway, it like a hard time, and to don't make the story too long: how do I overcome this first time I was depressed? I... don't think I did it tbh. I rememeber I just stopped feeling bad for this, but because I had a lot more problems now: people bullied me, made fun of me even in social media... it has hard.
And then... ooohhh, and then.
So, all of this repressed depression and bad feelings came to me again, when I was 13 years old.
At this time of my life, I was back in my hometown (Mexico City) and I was doing fine, I guess. I had my first love, like anybody, but I felt it really made a big difference in my life, so much than although it didn't last more than a couple of months, I began to hurt myself for that. I tormented myself, blamed me, and that girl didn't helped me out so much. Anyway, I felt bad, even my mom noticed, but I didn't want to go to therapy again, and after a year and a half I met someone, a person. This person although it helped me a lot through the years not to overcome depression, but to realise that there wasn't nothing wrong with myself.
Around 2016, when I was gonna to be 17 years old, I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. At the time, I felt my life was going downwards, nowadays I understand that isn't so bad. Anyway, 'cause hypothyroidism sometimes can derive in depression (the lack some hormones as T4 to be exact) I return to therapy. Anyway. After that, in 2019, that person that I knew, that helped me a lot, left my life. It actually destroyed my life in every sense, but for the first time I continued to go to therapy not because someone told me to, but because I wanted to be OK. And yeah, in 2019 I began to work, in 2020 I began to study a collage degree in Finances and Banking, and of course the pandemics started.
And now, 2021. Some months ago, my therapist told me that at the moment, in the last 2 years, I made a great improvement in myself. Seeking for goals, creating not just a professional image of myself, but also a personal image, and all of those things helped me a lot. And, she told me that for the time being although I was 100% fixed, and without the stimulus of the outside world, it was a little bit redundant to go to therapy right now. She told me that I was around ~80% completed, and that I could come back to therapy when I faced something difficult, to learn to deal with those problems to improve that ~20% remaining
So yeah, I'm not exactly depressed right now.
And, I dunno where I wanna get with this. I've seen a lot of people, not only here but in other social media and the real world to be really depressed at this particular moment.
I would just say to those people, seek help... but real, professional help. As much as we feel perfect and that we can accomplish anything, deppresion is so inside of you, that most of the time, your own help isn't enough, but not 'cause you're not enough for that, rather you need a correct way to approach the issue, and a correct way to treat it.
And... yeah, that's all.
If any of you read through all of this, if it's helpful for you... use it, make use of my words. I wish someone gave me this kind of advice when I was younger, because the more the depression becomes a core trait of your way of thought, it's harder and harder to solve it.
Thanks for reading! Have an excellent day fellow tempers.
First of all, this is kinda hard to me, not because I don't like to open myself to a public, but because as some of you may know, I'm not a native english speaker.
In the past I've wrote long articles in english, but I've never talked about this in english, only in spanish.
Well... tbh I don't know if this is going to be a problem.
Anyway. Where could someone start when talking about depresion?
Is weird, maybe because according to my therapist I'm not exactly depressed anymore, but I've been depressed for a looooooooooong time, like really long time. And multiple times also.
That's why maybe it's so hard... but anyway.
The first time I was depressed, I was like 6 years old. Kinda young, right? Well, yeah, my parents were divorcing and it was actually pretty hard for me to move on. I didn't like to be with my mom, and she was the one that got the custody over me and my brother. I didn't had friends at school, at least not of my age; I was kinda friends with my teachers, but of course that's not good for a vast developement when you're that young. My father began to date a coworker of his, and she was actually pretty maniac and threatened me, my mom and my brother with killing us... I don't know if that's more common than I think, but it was pretty stressful and worring. To avoid any kind of issues we had to move to another part of the country, so although I didn't have any friends, I kinda felt that I lost something at that moment. When arriving to that new place (Zapopan, Jalisco) we only knew my family, and they aren't the classic loving family, but I don't think those really exist tbh.
Anyway, it like a hard time, and to don't make the story too long: how do I overcome this first time I was depressed? I... don't think I did it tbh. I rememeber I just stopped feeling bad for this, but because I had a lot more problems now: people bullied me, made fun of me even in social media... it has hard.
And then... ooohhh, and then.
So, all of this repressed depression and bad feelings came to me again, when I was 13 years old.
At this time of my life, I was back in my hometown (Mexico City) and I was doing fine, I guess. I had my first love, like anybody, but I felt it really made a big difference in my life, so much than although it didn't last more than a couple of months, I began to hurt myself for that. I tormented myself, blamed me, and that girl didn't helped me out so much. Anyway, I felt bad, even my mom noticed, but I didn't want to go to therapy again, and after a year and a half I met someone, a person. This person although it helped me a lot through the years not to overcome depression, but to realise that there wasn't nothing wrong with myself.
Around 2016, when I was gonna to be 17 years old, I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. At the time, I felt my life was going downwards, nowadays I understand that isn't so bad. Anyway, 'cause hypothyroidism sometimes can derive in depression (the lack some hormones as T4 to be exact) I return to therapy. Anyway. After that, in 2019, that person that I knew, that helped me a lot, left my life. It actually destroyed my life in every sense, but for the first time I continued to go to therapy not because someone told me to, but because I wanted to be OK. And yeah, in 2019 I began to work, in 2020 I began to study a collage degree in Finances and Banking, and of course the pandemics started.
And now, 2021. Some months ago, my therapist told me that at the moment, in the last 2 years, I made a great improvement in myself. Seeking for goals, creating not just a professional image of myself, but also a personal image, and all of those things helped me a lot. And, she told me that for the time being although I was 100% fixed, and without the stimulus of the outside world, it was a little bit redundant to go to therapy right now. She told me that I was around ~80% completed, and that I could come back to therapy when I faced something difficult, to learn to deal with those problems to improve that ~20% remaining
So yeah, I'm not exactly depressed right now.
And, I dunno where I wanna get with this. I've seen a lot of people, not only here but in other social media and the real world to be really depressed at this particular moment.
I would just say to those people, seek help... but real, professional help. As much as we feel perfect and that we can accomplish anything, deppresion is so inside of you, that most of the time, your own help isn't enough, but not 'cause you're not enough for that, rather you need a correct way to approach the issue, and a correct way to treat it.
And... yeah, that's all.
If any of you read through all of this, if it's helpful for you... use it, make use of my words. I wish someone gave me this kind of advice when I was younger, because the more the depression becomes a core trait of your way of thought, it's harder and harder to solve it.
Thanks for reading! Have an excellent day fellow tempers.
