1000 little victories
Beating Depression, one battle at a time.
Diary of a depressive.
Day 5, 2021. So far this year has been better than last year. It might seem ridiculous to compare 5 days to 365, but from where we all stand, we can imagine a future, and what we imagine has a major impact on our mental wellbeing. That’s the case for me and I’m sure it’s the case for a lot of other people. The future I’ve been imagining for the first five days of 2021 is far better than the future which I may have imagined in the last few weeks of 2020. Why do I say that; ‘may have imagined’? Because December was dark, and at times I didn’t imagine any future at all. I didn’t want a future. On December 23rd I just wished everything was over. That’s when I decided to look for help, whilst I was exchanging messages with my sister.
I still have the conversation on WhatsApp.
“OMG. I’m so depressed. I might change doctors and see a therapist. The last 4 years have been so shit…. Spent the last 3 days basically asleep. No energy or desire to do anything.”
“What do you think is making you depressed?”
“The utter shitness… my lack of friends, direction, loss of hope. I don’t enjoy anything I have to do. Nothing I’ve tried for the last 4 years has worked…. Most of the time I just want…
