I'm a dreamer at heart and often I like to fly by the seat of my pants.

I suffer from depression and have for most of my life. I am no longer willing to stay silent about it. My hope is to share with others about this disease so they might understand it a bit better.

"I dare to believe!"

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Depression: "Around the World"?

Depression: Around the World?

When I write about depression, how it feels, how I respond, how others respond, it’s primarily based on my own personal experience.  However I truly believe and feel that others who suffer from depression experience much of what I speak about.  I know this from those who share with me and some things I've read.

Here in the USA we have seen how people with depression have been treated over the years. We have seen people labeled, shunned, out-casted, treated like second class citizens, over looked, ignored, put away in sanitariums and mistrusted. We have seen them considered “undesirable” in the work place, in leadership positions and the list goes on.  However I believe that we (in the USA) are beginning to recognize that depression is a serious “disease”, people are beginning to accept it as such… but we have a long way to go.

But let’s think about it, underneath our skin color, or ethnic heritage we look the same, we bleed red blood, we all have the same emotions, we all suffer from similar diseases etc.. The thing I wonder about is: “how do our various cultures treat people who are suffering from depression?” 

For example, here in the USA many tend to ignore the elderly, they are not treated with much respect, it’s like they have lived past their prime and now they are just in “waiting” until their time of death.  Where in other countries the elderly are treated with much respect and held in high regard (as it should be).

My question here for my readers is this: “How does your culture treat people who suffer from depression”?  Whether you are from the Netherlands, United Kingdom, Russia, Brazil, Germany, Japan, Africa etc…  I would love to hear from you about this subject.  If you would like to share with us, click the “comment” button below, you don’t have to sign your name, you can submit the comment anonymously… but if you don’t mind I would like for you to put what country you live in. I hope you choose to participate in this blog.

May God bless you!

Friday, March 11, 2011

Depression: What's Holding You Back?

Depression: What’s Holding You Back?

Reflecting over the past I can sit back and ask myself “what’s holding you back”?  In this particular instant I'm referring to myself (and others) who deal with depression regarding talking to the doctor about medication.

Many years ago, when I was first diagnosed with depression, the doc felt strongly that I needed to go on anti depressants.  Although I KNEW he was probably right, I hated the thought of having to take medication but I did agree to do so.

So there I was diagnosed with depression and taking medication hoping it would bring some sort of relief into my life. I was horribly ashamed during those years. I hid it from everyone, even family except for my husband. It took several weeks for me to feel any sort of improvement but it did happen and I was relieved.

Still the notion of having to be on anti depressants was not something I could accept for myself very easily. I had been influenced by the general population’s point of view; if you were diagnosed with depression and on medication you must be crazy, less than acceptable, a troubled person, and the looks that someone would give you and the opinions they would have were not very nice.

Over the years I have accepted the fact that I need to take my medication. There have been several times I’ve tried to get off them but within about 3 months I was back on them. I’ve made A LOT of progress in accepting all of the above and as you know I'm quite open about this disease now…. But something caught me off guard in this past year. My depression was getting worse, oh heck I chalked it up the Holidays were coming in a couple of months (or whatever other excuse I could think of) and I knew it would pass. The problem was, it didn’t pass, the depression got worse and there was no improvement. Of course being the “great pretender” I put on my best face and proceeded forward as others expected me to, that is until I was exhausted of the pretense and no longer could fight the battle alone.

I knew I needed to see the doc again, and figured a medication increase was in line… but I still fought that idea, old stigmas were haunting me again, I had a difficult time accepting it. WOW, after all these years I was fighting it again? Yup, I was, but I did go and I did have an increase in my medication, and guess what? I’m feeling much better now.

I've shared all this just to say… don’t allow anyone or anything hold you back from doing what is best for yourself, your health. Take that step, go see your doc, it’s OK… it’s OK… it’s OK!!! It may take a little time for you to start feeling improvement but it will happen. Will it take all your depression away? I honestly don’t know the answer to that, everyone is different, there is no ‘set rule’ to this… but I do know it will be a positive step in the progress of dealing with your depression….