I first started to go downhill into the deep dark hole of depression last year at first I didn't really think much of it until my mum and I started talking abut anxiety and Depression and the symptoms, it started to become aware to me that was not as happy as everyone else thought I was.
At first I started not being able to control my emotions and then I couldn't leave my bed. I couldn't sleep, eat or be around anyone else. Going to boarding school and having depression is really hard and I wouldn't wish it upon anybody not even my worst enemy.
I felt so alone at first no one really noticed and then I was referred to a psychologist and I was then put on a mental health care plan.
Telling the people closest to me that I wasn't happy was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. I had to grow up pretty quickly in my childhood due my parents painful divorce which my younger sister and I are still dealing with the after math of still to this day.
I have been put through abuse both mental and physical. When I was 6 I was experiencing anxiety due to having to go in between my dad and mum's house, after a weekend with my dad and step mum, when my sister and I were dropped back off to my mum, my dad got out of the car and strangled my mum right in front of my sister and I, this has caused a lot of pain and I still get nightmares about it to this day.
Finally in June of this year I finally got an appointment with a psychiatrist and after months and months of battling I was finally prescribed medication and I feel so much better. I can finally go out and not feel anxious and not feel so bad about myself. Please seek help if you are suffering!
