Posted by Flipsactown on November 12, 2003, at 23:35:17
In reply to Im i deppressed, posted by geri122 on November 2, 2003, at 17:17:56
When my therapist suggested I start taking prozac along with my monthly talk therapy, I immediately thought, "I'm not crazy. I'm normal like everybody else." To make a long story short, I took the prozac, and in 2.5 weeks, I felt like the dark cloud over my head finally disappeared! I was feeling like my old self. When I was depressed, I thought of myself as a failure with nothing to live for. I did not realize that it was depression that was causing me to continually dwell on negative thoughts. Every thought that entered my mind were negative. Prozac and my monthly cognitive therapy saved my life. It allowed me to be the old happy-go-lucky guy. Hang in there and get some therapy soon. Depression is an illness and nothing to be ashamed of. With proper therapy and medication you will be your old "normal" self.
Currently, 12 years later, I am still taking antidepressants and I consider myself as "normal".
> I am only 16, but i think about the word deppressed a lot. I mean.. i know that i am a teenage girl and i will always face problems, but i think i only have one problem.. LIFE! I am always unhappy, regardless of the situation, everyone could be having a great time, but i can't no matter how hard i try. I have a hard time concentrating in school and i find my grades dropping, i use to be and A student and know i have a hard time reaching it. The littles thing will spring me off. I find myself crying myself to sleep and not wanting to get up the next morning. I feel alone and trapped, like nothing and noone can help me. I don't want to admitt that something is wrong with me, i want to be normal, feel normal, be happy, but i can't. For every smile i fake, i cry a thousands tears. Sometimes i feel like i live a lie, like nothing good will come out. Do i have a problem, is this normal. what do i do?
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