Any one else here struggling with Depression?

Depression is the story of my life. People don't understand what a debilitating disease depression is. "Go exercise, you will fell better.". Right. I can barely get out of bed, and go to work.

I am doing better now that it is sunny, and warm. I cleaned up my house, and am working on my sleep schedule now. Exercise will happen next.

Yeah me too. I take citalopram and have on and off for years suffered depression. It's horrible

I struggled with it in the past - mainly when I was much younger. I now 'manage' it. I've been on meds before, diagnosed as manic - all those good things. But I can say, life can still be good and full....diet and exercise help me. I'm not saying I don't have episodes but I recognize when I am in a swing, the thoughts, etc and I begin to modify accordingly. I did find the meds seemed to mask and not actually deal with my problems as far as the swings, lack of energy, etc and so far the best treatment has taken years for me to develop as far as lifestyle changes.

Keep your head up - it really does get better as you learn yourself.

I have been battling with major depression for the past year. I have been diagnosed with major depressive disorder. I am so tired of people telling me that if I just go work out I will feel better. Most days I am so tired that I sleep for over 14hrs. Not because I want to, but because I honestly cannot keep my eyes open. To make things more intense I am a single mom and full time student. I failed my last semester and I can't get my doctor to listen to me. Everyone brushes me off and says that I am just tired because I am a single mom.
I have tried a few different medications and my newest one seems to help dull my anger (really the only emotion that I feel) but I seem to have gained 20lbs almost overnight.

I suffered terribly from postnatal depression, still not fully recovered and still suffering from anxiety. It's horrible. Feel free to add

Glad to see this thread! I'm 23 and suffer from bipolar disorder. I was 16 when I first got the diagnosis, and told my therapist that she was a psychotic *kitten* who really needed to find something else to do with her life. Having been around my mom who suffers from PTSD and manic depression, I felt like being handed a bipolar diagnosis meant that I was destined to follow in her psych footsteps, and I was pissed!

I thought I'd been able to mask it. There's been a couple of times where my husband's told me about things that I've done, and I had absolutely no recollection (about a year after we were married, apparently he was joking with me and called me retarded, so I picked up a frying pan and tried to smash him in the head with it...) but I always assumed he was just making stuff up because he wanted to see if he could drive me insane.

Over this past winter, after having lost around 60 pounds, I had a really bad episode of depression, which started around November and lasted until April. I did not want to get out of bed, except I still looked forward to going to work, so no one else could tell I was struggling, and I didn't want to talk about it. Excepting the 10 to 11 hours a day that it took for work as well as travel back and forth, all I did was eat and sleep, and cry a lot. Whenever I tried to tell my husband how I felt, he told me to stop seeking drugs to fix all my problems and just deal with them.

I felt like I was starting to get better, but then in June, I was in an argument with my husband and his mom, whom I'm forced to live with right now for lack of funds to move out (since we let her get the lights and cable in our names and she now refuses to pay them, saying that they're our responsibility [her credit was too poor to get it in her own name] and since we'd like to buy a house, we're stuck paying to keep it from sinking our credit rates). During the argument, my husband seemed to be siding with her, saying that I was to blame for her calling me a "dumb *kitten*." As I felt hurt and betrayed, I became deeply depressed and took a bottle of aspirin, with about 15 tablets in it, then downed a small bottle of vodka. Didn't feel any better. Told husband what I had done and he was pissed. Said if I can't control my psych stuff, he can't deal with me and we're going to end up having to get a divorce. This has further fueled my depression, and I'm at the point now where I'm waiting to start college in the fall so that I can talk with a psych counselor there.

I know that he doesn't want me to, but I know I need help and trying to just deal with it is not working at all. I keep having giant swings in my moods where I go from super happy and feeling great, to uncontrollable crying that I can't pin down a source for. I feel anxious all the time. We were going to buy property nearby, but I had a panic attack driving on the road because there was a 100 ft.+ embankment with no guardrail and my husband wanted me to drive faster than 10 MPH on the road. I'm sick of feeling like this and know that I need a change.

As far as weight loss stuff goes, when I started trying to lose weight in March of 2015, I was around 270 pounds. My husband assures me that my heaviest weight was over 300, but I don't recall ever weighing that much. I'm down to right around 190 now, and would like to be between 120 and 130, as I am only 5'2. I hope some people will join me on this journey.

Hello .today not having a good day depressed and struggling .i have done 30 min treadmill and 30 min walking
I have run out of Jenny Craig food and fruits and vegies. Cannot but anything more unti July 13 ss check
Some days I manage take medication but rain today and the next 3 days
Holidays of any type get me down

I'm sorry to see everyone is struggling. And as horrible as the illness is, it's reassuring to realize how not-alone you really are!!

I've been dealing with this for about 4 years now. Maybe longer. People don't understand how dehabilitating it can be! Small accomplishments mean the world (even if they aren't a big deal to other people). But all of us are also trying to better ourselves!! (:

Yup, depression, PTSD, anxiety, OCD, etc. I'm sorry to see so many are struggling but believe me you are not alone.

I know I'm a complete stranger but if you ever are in a bad place I'm here. I've been there and still fighting every day.

The meds and years of therapy help but it's never going to be cured, sadly. Every day is a day of surviving, not just living.

You can all get through this day, tomorrow too. And each day after. Do it with me. We're not alone.

I'm currently taking venlafaxine which is helping but sends me eating pattern into chaos!