When my depression gets really bad, the self-criticism gets extreme and actually affects my productivity at my job, affects my personal relationships, and my relationship with myself. I need constant, external confirmation and reassurance that what I'm doing is okay, if this is good enough, or making sure I'm not wrong. My depression tells me that everything I'm doing is wrong and that i am ugly and I'm too fat. You're not perfect, you're nothing. I know it lies, but my true voice never seems to be loud enough.

If it were not for my boyfriend, I know I would not be where I am today. I would have never recovered from rock bottom. I would have stayed down there along with empty beer and pill bottles. He is my support.

It's okay to need help. Just make sure she knows you appreciate her.