Depression has been something plaguing my life for the best part of six months officially (unofficially it would probably be about three or four years – more if you ask my husband). And while some of my posts haven’t made a lot of sense, I am finding myself at the other side, looking back into the dark pit that was my Summer.
And I got support from a lot of people. My bestie Rachael, my Mum, my husband, (once he accepted I wasn’t mentally insane), my stepdad (also a fellow sufferer).
What surprised me the most though, was the fellow bloggers who have made such positive and encouraging comments on my posts. Some didn’t understand, but I never asked them to. I appreciated the encouragement, and the smiles that I got because someone cared enough to tell me they thought I was a good person, or was making progress.
Special mention here should go to J C Hart, James Garcia and Kerryn Angell. I also have to mention LaVerne Clark and Cherie Le Clare, both of whom contacted me via email or phone, just to check I was doing OK.
If you meet someone, or have a friend who is shutting themselves away from you, make that phone call, ring them, tell them you are thinking of them and ask if they want to go out for a coffee. If they don’t, just chat to them about anything, books, food, anything. Just let them know that you are thinking of them. Because that really does help.
And I am so grateful to those wonderful people who made the effort to comment, ring, or email me to say hello. They really have made my healing a lot easier.