Coming to Grips with Depression

I was diagnosed with depression several years ago. At first I wasn’t sold on it. I thought I couldn’t be one of those people with depression. I mean I certainly had a lot to be depressed about which I think is how I viewed depression. Like it was a one off. However, I knew something was wrong. I was tired all the time. My nurse practitioner suggested depression but I wasn’t ready to accept it yet. We checked my thyroid levels and they were fine at the time.

Eventually it got to the point I couldn’t ignore it any longer. I was tired all the time, I couldn’t focus and it literally felt like I was treading through quicksand daily. Again I talked to my nurse practitioner. This was back in roughly 2011. I finally decided to break down and try Zoloft. She had recommended it the first time we discussed this. I think to some degree I was more worried about what something like an anti depressant would do to my head than I was about admitting that I had depression. That quickly became irrelevant once I finally admitted I needed help.

Once I started taking Zoloft after about two weeks I started noticing a major difference. It’s like the heavens literally opened up and the clouds parted. I know that sounds cliche`. Really though it was exactly how it felt. As time went on and a couple of months came and went I assessed how I was functioning from the time started to that moment. I had better focus. I didn’t feel like I had a wad of cotton in my head. I actually felt like I was functioning for the first time in years.

It’s been 10 years since I finally came to grips with the fact I did indeed have depression. I still struggle with it but not to the point it debilitated me the way it did before medicine.