Loving Someone with Depression
I’ve been depressed for 6 or 7 years. I’m 23 now. It doesn’t seem like it’s going to end.<p>I’ve been in a challenging episode for the past few weeks. I have been fortunate to be able to take a week and a half off work. I thought it would be relaxing, but all I’ve done is lay in bed.<p>My girlfriend lives with me, and I feel so guilty and embarrassed. I wouldn’t want to be with me.<p>I don’t think my problems are ever going away. It’s been years, and every aspect of my life is way better than when this all started. Except my mental health. I still feel just as shitty as I did 6 years ago.<p>I’ve started to look at life like a party that I reluctantly agreed to attend. I’m at the party, and I’m having a bad time. I just want to go home.<p>My vacation is over and I’ll be signing on to work in about 14 hours. I don’t think I’ll get much done. I’ve been thinking about checking myself into a hospital, but I’ve been there and didn’t find it very effective.<p>Loving someone with depression is depressing. I’m sorry to all of you loving people like me.<p>(posted on a throwaway because it’s too embarrassing to associate with my main, and I’ve actually had online comments like this used against me in the past)