Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Depression is very MEAN to you when you’re depressed. That’s what these thoughts are. These thoughts aren’t YOU. Try to remember that YOU are the LOVE you feel when you think of your kids. I’m glad you told “us” here, the collective void yet still real people. We can send you love and reflect back to you that you are good and worthy of love, belonging, and good help. I bet your family and doctor would tell you that, too! I hope!
Op here. Thank you. So wait, do you mean you think I still sound depressed?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here thanks for the replies.
I’m on multiple antidepressants and have been on them for years.
I did share with DH and my therapist and psychiatrist that I was having suicidal thoughts. I didn’t share about the planning part because I worried they’d put me in the hospital.
Girl, you literally needed to be in the hospital to keep yourself safe at that time. Please tell them next time and give everyone a chance to help you.
Anonymous wrote:Op here just checking in. I’m doing so much better than I was when I posted this. So much so that it’s perplexing to me that in October I actually thought I was out of the depressive episode. I definitely wasn’t. I am better now than I’ve ever been, thanks to finally finding the right combination of drugs and making some huge life changes (quit my job in January and still not working full time which is hard financially but the time off has been such a gift). I also finally (after years of everyone telling me to try it and even trying it) have gotten into mindfulness (specifically Pema Chodron), and I’m spending more time outdoors and walking. I’ve lost 20 lbs. I’m reading books again and listening to audio books all the time and I have never felt this way before.
I used to spend nearly all my time and energy on what I called “problem solving”-basically finding ways to change my external circumstances to hopefully make my life feel more manageable.
I’m finally at a point where I’m better inside and so I feel much less concerned with controlling and changing everything externally. I have a peace and confidence knowing I can handle whatever comes. I am less afraid.
And this is all happening at a time when my son is sick (a big part of what drove me to despair and I believed I needed to make him better so I could feel better). Well, he’s not better and he may never be better. He might even die. And also he might not. He’s 5. I am finally ok though. I’m so thankful to have him and to love him, whatever comes next.
I do still feel a sense of horror/shame/sorrow when I remember how I was a year ago (June 2023). It’s so weird because i knew I was very unwell, and in October I thought I was better, but it’s only now that I can really fully understand how unwell I was and how disordered my thinking was.
I am so happy I stayed. I am so glad to be alive. Really and truly. It crushes me to think of missing out on this hard and beautiful life I have. And I came so so so so close to dying. I couldn’t know the things I see now.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here thanks for the replies.
I’m on multiple antidepressants and have been on them for years.
I did share with DH and my therapist and psychiatrist that I was having suicidal thoughts. I didn’t share about the planning part because I worried they’d put me in the hospital.
Girl, you literally needed to be in the hospital to keep yourself safe at that time. Please tell them next time and give everyone a chance to help you.
Anonymous wrote:Op here thanks for the replies.
I’m on multiple antidepressants and have been on them for years.
I did share with DH and my therapist and psychiatrist that I was having suicidal thoughts. I didn’t share about the planning part because I worried they’d put me in the hospital.
Anonymous wrote:Also, OP here again.
Is there like depression related PTSD? I’m having a rough day and with my depressive episode before the thoughts started out as
“I hate doing this, this feels awful” to
“I can’t do this” to
“I really suck at this and I’m not cut out for this” to
“I never should have had kids, I’m a piece of crap” to
“I want to die”
“I want to die”
And then it became all about trying to figure out how to make that happen.
I’m definitely having all the thoughts today that preceded the suicidal stage and I’m so afraid that’s coming next.
I struggle a lot with overwhelm and feeling trapped/drowning like I cannot handle my children and I need to escape, but there’s never any real meaningful break.
I have a good support system (well, as good as anyone I know has, and we are unable to fortify it further and have already put all the money we possibly can into it) so I don’t need help brainstorming that.
I don't know but the reverse may be true. This is a question for your therapist. If you're having trouble talking to your therapist, you can write yout questions or ideas down as they come to your and email them to your therapist before you meet or bring the list to a session.Is there like depression related PTSD?