
Depression used to be a word I’d only heard about in textbooks. It was certainly never a word I’d have ever used to describe myself some 10 years ago.
Who’d ever want such a label attached to their name? To be looked upon as “crazy” or “defective”. It’s hurtful, it’s stigmatizing and downright demoralizing.
It leaves you feeling broken.
Depression is not a one size fits all diagnosis, just like any other illness.
It has opened up a whole other side of me I never knew existed before. So much I should be proud of. So much I am proud of.
I am not just my illness. I am so much more. And so are you.