I came across a post yesterday that angered me. It pretty much confirmed that people truely dont understand the magnatude of depression and anxiety. I thought that being a member here, we could share our thoughts, feelings, fears, and whatever else and not be judged or told we are all "Drama Queens" or what ever.

I have suffered from anxiety and depression since I was 19 years old. As such I have had my times when it is hard to get out of bed and I have had times where I felt well enough to push through it all and continue on with my day to day life. However, a little over a year ago, I hit a point in which my mental illness prevented me leaving my home, interacting with my family and friends. It was the MOST difficult time in my adult life and left me feeling alone, afraid and ready to die.

Durning that painful time, I was fortunate to find PC and speak with people who truely understood me. People here didnt judge me or make me feel like an outcast. I was having a terrible time. I had to quit my job and basically re-learn how to be me. I know that sounds confusing but that is the only way I can explain it.

Its been 15 1/2 months since my lowest point. It took me months to feel comfortable enough to leave my home. Months to look at my husband and children without shame. I felt like my whole life was taken from me. I hated me, hated what had become of me and no matter how hard I tried I couldnt get away from it.

Like I said, over time, seeing my T, taking my meds and speaking with others who experienced the same I slowley began to get to a point where I felt somewhat like myself, but only better. I spent months reaquainting myself with me, my husband and my children and getting a better understanding of my illness in every capacity. I learned that I am capable of being loved, even if I make mistakes. I still have a hard time with that one.

Anyway, to have someone come and make a post minimizing mental illness as a whole and making me feel like an outcast again after all of the hard work I have accomplished angers me. It hurts me to know that even people here on PC can be so insensative and judgmental towards mental illness, even after reading soome of the posts here. How people struggle everyday of their lives. It sickens me.

I am fortunate enough to have recently gone back to work but it took several months and a long distance move to another state to finally realize what direction I want my life to go in. I keep my goals within reach and never expect to much from myself.

Its not something that we can "snap out of". Beleive me, if we could, I bet every single one of us would do it in a heart beat.

I needed to vent about this and thanks for listening.