[ SECRET POST #1818 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #1818 ⌋


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[(Anonymous)]

ayrt

To be fair, I didn't seek help until I realized that I had essentially stopped eating, and that was roughly four months after the apathy first took hold. I was still going to work because I didn't want to lose my job, but I was skipping classes at university because I couldn't muster the energy to make myself go, and my creative endeavors had ceased entirely except for a few sporadic manic episodes where I wouldn't sleep and instead would write for twelve hours straight. I thought I'd merely burnt myself out (trying to be the perfect student, daughter, friend, employee, person, etc.) up until people started complimenting my figure due to the rapid weight loss (ha, so not helpful now because it's kind of messed up my body image).

When I first talked to my therapist and filled out the little form thing to scale depression, she said that I was one of the most severely depressed patients she'd ever had that hadn't been hospitalized for it first, but I wasn't really sad at all. I just couldn't bring myself to care anymore.

I'm not taking much of it, but the medication I have helps a lot.