http://www.femail.com.au/depression_treatment.htm
I spend many hours alone... this means a lot of soul searching goes on and whether my mind is being eaten-up by this disease,I do not know.
I know I appear strange to even my closet beloved ones. My once graceful and easy movements are becoming more difficult and I am relying on my family to do far more than they should.
I have always been fiercely independent and it is humiliating,depressing and extremely tiring on those I love.
Today I was prescribed an anti-depressant and I intend to follow up here with the progress. My fear however is for my husband who sees ALL the pain and struggle i go through.....who cares for him? This is of great concern.
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