Light at the end of the tunnel

I have had depression for over half my life. And two years ago 2010 i thought i hit rock bottom, i was wrong, 2011 I really did. I ended up facing loosing my job because of my health, and my job was my life. I ended up in hopsital.

I left work it was a hard decision and i had to accept my life was to change. i could have allowed the system to take control but i decided that instead,Ii would take control. I had therapies and I am still under the care of medical services. I signed up with a temping agency and got a job that was completly different to my previous high stress job. I got a chance to have a fresh start without anyone knowing my past, this may be seen as me hiding my illness, but, actually I feel its more a chance of showing myself that i dont have to let it define me. I hope that by proving myself in my own right when i do tell work of my past it will show them that mental illness doesn't define me and people can have mental health problems and lead active productive lives when its under control.

I look back at who I was when I was ill and I don't recognise myself, I feel a completly different person. I know if I had been reading this post by someone else last year I would have thought this might be the case for the writer but it would never be the case for me, well im pleased to say there IS light at the end of the tunnel, I still have bad days and its hard because family want to think its all behind me and everyday is a good day. But I want to say to anyone reading this there is a raieofhope even in the darkest times.

Thank you for this chink of light, much needed this evening, and well done you

I'm going through a similar thing right now. During a well patch (where I'm feeling strong, confident and level-headed) I decided my career (which I had put 7 years of my life into) was not right for me, and decided to leave, which no one else does. In my strength I said that I would find a way afterwards...
However, the reality has been different. I tried freelancing and I didn't like it as it reminded me of my old career. I think things would have been ok but I fell back into a depression 2 weeks ago, and now I can't really see ahead and feel like an invalid.

However, my husband has been really patient and supportive. Maybe I shouldn't have tried to stop taking the antidepressants... I'm back on them now.

Take care peeps. x

This is really nice to hear

Hang in there wengreenpea xx