My opinion that's all

[PuzzledLife]

So wanted to share this before I go. It's my opinion on what it's like to tell friends and family how depression or anxiety feels.

It's a hard thing to do, and it's like this, you find yourself drowning so you call out for help.... Your family member or friend comes over and sticks a foot on your head and asks you tell me what I can do to save you!!? You're fighting to stay afloat with everything in you, the whole time yelling out instructions what you need. But they're saying I'm not understanding you can you try doing it without water in your mouth? As you panic and try thinking of what to do, exhaustion starts to take over, and the more you try the harder is seems. While they're tell you come on you're not trying hard enough, you need to talk clearly, maybe if you hadn't had something to eat before you got in the water!! And it all just starts eating away at you and that desire to keep kicking starts to fade as you start going under more and more. That darkness in the water feeling better each time, until finally your head stops coming up.... That fight has left you, and that cold dark water doesn't seem so bad. Because the pain has all gone.

Leaving them saying I was trying to help, they just weren't speaking fast enough to explain how I codld help. While a life preserver was there next to them the whole time.

[lillyofthevalley37]

You could try taking fish oil capsules and evening primrose capsules

[PuzzledLife in reply to lillyofthevalley37]

I have thank you. Along with other natural remedies, therapy, and more things them I care to type.

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U explained anxiety/depression really well.Anyone who doesn't have it can't get it.I've tryed n still do,tell others who say they care about me,but all I get r blank faces or the dead eye stare.Sometimes we have to fly on our own in order not to worsen what we suffer with daily.I could keep trying different ways to explain it to people OR I can just start helping myself.Honestly it's too exhausting n upsetting for me to keep wanting others to understand so...I do me instead.

[MsTree]

I have used this same analogy myself when trying to describe the overwhelming state of sadness I've been in since finding out my husband of 42 years was having an affair. And still is. I suffer from depression anyway but have always managed it with Celexa. But this. Oh, this depresson is a whole new demon. I'm not a suicidal person because I've always thought ahead knowing there were happier days ahead and the depression would pass. But this won't go away. It's like being under water and trying to swim to the top to get air. I keep kicking my feet as you say but just go deeper. I'm managing everyday by pretending I'm okay. But I am not.