
And I feel great!Depression runs in the family and my baby sister commited suicide about a year and a half ago. My son was also diagnosed with autism a couple of days before my sisters passing.This two big events in my life sent me straight to a path of anxiety and depression.I thought I could fight it myself. Trying very hard to feel positive, forcing myself to smile and try to enjoy things. Nothing was spontaneous and natural, everything about me was fake and forced.There's still a lot of ignorant people out there who think it's all about perspective and being positive. I was one of them too until my sister showed me how real depression can be.I am a mother of three kids. A three year old boy, a two year old girl and a 6 months old baby girl. So as most of you know, I rarely get a break, so I have to be on top of my game for these kids.Antidepressants are not a sign of weakness, you didn't fail because you're on them. I feel great, I am a better mother to my children thanks to the medication and if I need to be on them the rest of my life, so be it.I love my children, I love my family, I love my husband. I am finally able to enjoy them they way it's supposed to be. I had forgotten what it felt like to feel good.I'll always miss my baby sister. If it wasn't for our (parents and I) ignorance maybe my sister would be here as well.Depression took her life but it is not gonna take mine. via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2u6I2lD
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