I had an inkling I was always touched with depression as a kid but didn't recognise the signs then. Moreover, I'd shake the feelings off and declare it unsubstantiated as I was not "clinically depressed".
That was until I was recently diagnosed as having major depression and anxiety. As for treatment, I'm against taking psychosomatic drugs of any kind cos of the side effects and have always asked for CBT, although you only get lumbered with Talking therapy where I live. Gone private and paid f*ckloads with different people but never really struck chord with anyone, so I've taken a hiatus.
Neuro-linguistic programming is the next endeavour.
In the long run, I imagine that I've gotten the last laugh and overcome this, as I always do. Call it denial or delusional of the diagnosis but its the terminology that weighs it down more, for me.
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