Yeah, depression sucks. I was diagnosed as having both Bipolar disorder as well as Borderline Personality Disorder. That was in 1984. I am still trying to find a way to overcome this disease and it is not easy, especially when your boyfriend and his parents think "it's all in your head."
My sister died from this disease. She stepped in front of a train at the age of 24. This will be my first Christmas without her. This is an extremely hard holiday for me. I'm always on edge and I feel like I'm having an anxiety attack every other minute. All the Christmas music just makes me want to crawl in a hole and die.
But, as they say in Alcoholics Anonymous...."this too shall pass." I surely hope so!
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