I went to my psych doc right before I got hurt,when my meds were changed.I had a talk with him about my take on depression,and I wanted to share with you all.
One of my thoughts when I’m in a deep depression is that I’m in a black hole at that moment.I see the light at the end,and I know I can get there,because I’ve been there before.The journey will be tough,but I know I can make it out.
The other thing about my depression,is that I lose myself.I play so many roles(as you all do):mother,wife,daughter,granddaughter,friend.In all that giving of myself…I don’t feel like it’s real.It’s like I’m playing a role of these ‘jobs’ in my life,and I’m acting.In the shuffle,I lose the 'real’Cleta,and I can’t find her at all.And I forget who the real Cleta is.
Does anyone else have these thoughts?Or is it just me?
Thanks for letting me share.
Huggs,
Cleta