Depression: personal blogs and stories

The following blog posts are written by people with personal experience of depression. By talking openly, our bloggers hope to increase understanding around mental health, break stereotypes and take the taboo out of something that – like physical health – affects us all.


The stigma around mental health for men is real

For as long as I can remember I have been a thinker, a worrier. The most menial of tasks can strike me down in a stomach churning pit of nerves. That has been a constant throughout my entire life.

Depression to me was for weird people. Sad people. Lonely people. How could I ever be depressed? I am not any of those. I have a very supportive and loving family, and for as long as I can remember I have found getting along with people effortlessly easy.

How you respond to your friend when they are ill will have a massive impact

I've suffered with anxiety previously and although I've sort help from my GP I have never really fully addressed the issue. In the summer of 2016, I started becoming unwell again with anxiety and this time depression too. Depression was a shock to me and I found it really hard to accept and understand.

I had learnt from previous times of being unwell that I tend to cut myself off from everyone. So I messaged my friends telling them I was struggling and that I was seeking medical help.

If I'd been able to talk years ago, I wouldn't have had to suffer

I'm a 39 year old father of two, music producer and I’ve worked in many areas of the entertainment industry for the last 20 years. Although I’ve only just properly understood what mental health is, I've experienced anxiety and depression my entire life it seems, which has been further complicated by the suspected Asperger’s (high functioning autism) and ADHD that I'm halfway through diagnosis for. I’ve lived a very confused existence, not truly knowing who I am and being very insecure about why I feel and act the way I do.

Thank you for seeing past my depression

I spent the first ten years of my adult life living with the crushing weight of depression bearing down on me constantly. This weight stunted my emotional growth and development just when I should have been standing tall, emerging as the woman that I was to become. It took me a decade to find treatment that could help me. This decade left its mark: scars that run deep, flashbacks and fears that are never far from the surface.

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