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Mulder91
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Hi.
I'm a new member on here and thought I would introduce myself.
I have been struggling with clinical depression and anxiety for many years now. It first started in 2009 when my grandfather died. We were very close and he was like a father to me.
It didn't start getting really bad until around 2012-ish though, when I just shut myself down and cut myself off from everyone and everything. I left school without finishing properly and didn't go outside for weeks at a time, staying in my room and binge eating.
I also developed a self-harm addiction which has left me with scars all over my arm.
I knew I was depressed but I was reluctant to get help for fear of being turned away so I suffered in silence for nearly two years.
When I finally did get help (at my mum's urging) I was prescribed antidepressants and I rather naively thought they would maybe be like a miracle cure and I ended up taking an overdose which landed me in hospital (this was late 2014-ish).
Then in June 2016 i just woke up one morning and felt like I couldn't go on any more and took another overdose, and I had to go to hospital and stay overnight which was a traumatic experience.
I am now on two different antidepressants and an anti anxiety medication and they make me feel like I can just about function.
I turned 29 last week and I am plagued with constant thoughts that I have just wasted my life, thrown it all away because I let this cruel illness take over my mind and control my life. I hate myself for being so self pitying and have zero self esteem due to body image issues (my binge eating has caused me to gain a lot of weight) and I hate that I have thrown so much of my life away feeling sorry for myself.
It is just so hard to go day to day when you have intrusive thoughts of suicide and self harm, and I really just needed to talk with someone, anyone in the same situation.
I'm a new member on here and thought I would introduce myself.
I have been struggling with clinical depression and anxiety for many years now. It first started in 2009 when my grandfather died. We were very close and he was like a father to me.
It didn't start getting really bad until around 2012-ish though, when I just shut myself down and cut myself off from everyone and everything. I left school without finishing properly and didn't go outside for weeks at a time, staying in my room and binge eating.
I also developed a self-harm addiction which has left me with scars all over my arm.
I knew I was depressed but I was reluctant to get help for fear of being turned away so I suffered in silence for nearly two years.
When I finally did get help (at my mum's urging) I was prescribed antidepressants and I rather naively thought they would maybe be like a miracle cure and I ended up taking an overdose which landed me in hospital (this was late 2014-ish).
Then in June 2016 i just woke up one morning and felt like I couldn't go on any more and took another overdose, and I had to go to hospital and stay overnight which was a traumatic experience.
I am now on two different antidepressants and an anti anxiety medication and they make me feel like I can just about function.
I turned 29 last week and I am plagued with constant thoughts that I have just wasted my life, thrown it all away because I let this cruel illness take over my mind and control my life. I hate myself for being so self pitying and have zero self esteem due to body image issues (my binge eating has caused me to gain a lot of weight) and I hate that I have thrown so much of my life away feeling sorry for myself.
It is just so hard to go day to day when you have intrusive thoughts of suicide and self harm, and I really just needed to talk with someone, anyone in the same situation.