The Great Depression of 2017-2018

I’ve struggled with my depression for a long time. But something changed with this latest one. Maybe because it was long – almost a full year. Maybe because it was so bad. Maybe because I’ve finally accepted, truly accepted, that I cannot fight this battle on my own. That to try do so is to put myself at risk of a premature death, and to place an incredible burden on those who love me.

So. I’m seeking out help. I am owning my mental health. I am learning to accept what this means, and continuing to fight relentless for my right to know peace and happiness.

Sliding down the rabbit hole in 2017

The doctor and the diagnosis that changed everything in 2018