It’s no surprise to my readers that I have dealt with depression in my past, but if you are new to my blog, you may not know. I am a wife, a mother, a blogger and I deal with depression, anxiety and insomnia. I am not ashamed of the fact that, at times, I need help.
Sometimes, you have to be weak in order to get stronger. Last year in May, I was weak. I needed help. I wasn’t sleeping, I wasn’t enjoying my life and I couldn’t be the parent I need to be. I went to the doctor and got help in the form of Prozac.
After a few months, I felt better. Stronger. I felt like I could be strong without help, so I stopped taking my Prozac. Things were good for about 6 months and then, the weakness crept back in.
I was becoming weaker. I was losing my joy again. I wasn’t sleeping, I wasn’t happy, I wasn’t strong. As my weakness and depression grew, so did my irritability, my sadness and my inability to handle the things that I deal with on a daily basis.
I talked to my husband and admitted that I was weak and needed to get help again. This was my first step to becoming stronger.
I called and scheduled an appointment to see a psychiatrist. It was the second step to becoming stronger.
I went to my appointment and told him EVERYTHING that I had been feeling. This was the third step to becoming stronger.
I picked up my prescription and made the commitment to take it and to keep taking it, as long as my doctor recommends it. I will continue to climb those steps in order to become stronger.
If you feel like you need help, get it. Reach out and make that appointment. You may just need someone to talk to, you may need medication, you may need therapy, but there is NO shame in needing or getting help.
Right now, I am weak, but realizing that I am weak makes me stronger and I will get stronger every day.
If you need help and aren’t sure how to find it, start here.
Let’s end the stigma and prove that there is no shame in needing or getting help!