Originally posted by: LoKe
Originally posted by: Astaroth33
Originally posted by: Xyclone
Try to break the "vicious cycle" of depression before taking meds first, IMO.
Get out and exercise more, eat better foods, and take vitamins. Get involved in some activities. Try to identify negative things in your life, and correct them if possible. If not possible, try to understand them and work around them.
Don't rush to meds, because then you're creating another addiction, where you have to take pills in order to pretend to be happy. While you
might be one of the tiny minority of people who really needs them for some reason, you're probably not.
Nearing the end of the 7th grade, I seem to have brought out my fibromyalgia, which was pretty bad timing if you ask me. I managed to finish the year off, but I wasn't so lucky after that. I showed up for the first four months of 8th grade, then I just stopped going to school as often as I used to. I started missing 2, 3, even four days of school out of each week.
Later; I went had a blood test done and they also found out that I had received Mononucleosis from someone at school. With this; I missed the
rest of the 8th grade, losing all of my friends in the process. I ended up severing all social ties with just about everyone I knew outside of my family. I stayed in bed for the majority of the day, never going outside, not talking very much.
Eventually the Mono went away, and after the recovery I was allowed to go back and write some sort of exam to see if I was able to pass the 8th grade without having to re-take it. I did this, and aparently did well (even though I never found out my results) and was allowed to graduate.
I started highschool the following year; along with all of my old classmates. I started to make back my friends, slowly, but it was happening. A few months into school, everything just started falling apart again. I ended up missing the rest of the 9th grade and once again, lost all of my friends.
Come grade 10, I was nearly physically unable to attend school, but I had to push through it else my life would be set back more than it was, and I'd be stuck so far behind...I wouldn't be able to get back. I made it through this year, missing two days out of each week to recuperate. It was hard, but I did it, and I'm glad for it.
I managed to finish grade 11 along the same pattern; missing multiple days...
I developed insomnia somewhere along the line, when; I can't remember. I drop to about, 5 hours a sleep a night. That wasn't too bad, but it slowly got worse.
Come the end of grade 11, I was already a year behind all of my old friends from missing grade 9, but some of them were still attending so I would still be able to see them when I came back for my final year. Only, I didn't go back.
No, I had to move two hours away because my dad got a new job up here. I was split from my friends without more than a months notice. I don't blame my parents for this; they did what they felt they had to, and probably ensured a better future for all of us in the process. I did resent them for a while, but I realized that I was making a mistake.
Now I'm in my final year at a new school; starting out from scratch again. I have few friends...I'm not social, at all. I sit and wait for people to try and approach me; I'll never talk to them first. This would explain why I've never had a girlfriend, ever.
I feel I'm way behind in life and that I'll never be able to catch up. I just feel...lost.
Well, there's the brief of my life, as of late. I decided to leave out the abuse by my brother, both physical and emotional. I feel I've overcome that for the most part, so I don't think it's too important.
I doubt I
need anti-depressants, but I think if I used them for a little while, I could start socializing more and possibly change my life, for the better. With a jump start on life, I could then (hopefully) abandon the pills and just keep going. Now, I have no experience with this, so I don't even know if it's possible...