How to Support Those with Depression
Dear Friends, You may know this week is Mental Health Awareness Week and so I've decided to write today about mental illness. My depression began back in the mid-nineties when I became ill with ME, although I wasn't aware then that I was suffering from depression. It became worse just after the birth of my son because of post-natal depression. Although those close to me were aware I was struggling, I hid most of it from them. I hid it from my midwife and health visitor because I was afraid of what they might think, say or do. Once my son reached his first birthday the depression did ease a little. But I made a promise to myself that if it got worse again then I would do something about it rather than suffering in silence. I also didn't want to make life harder for those closest to me. Depression is hard not just on the one suffering but the ones who care for them too. When my daughter was born I did need to seek help from our Doctor and I was prescribed antid...