You have this community hear to support you. And my opinion is that memories need to be processed in a safe...
Thank you. To be honest I'm in very negative environment for the last month and will be for 2 more months(and it's family which makes it harder). And being in such environment definitely does not help, so I guess having someone to turn to, or more than one person, is key.
@SeekingAfrica - can you say more about what you are afraid will happen, if you t...
I'm around my parents a lot these days, and it's really affecting me. My mom is all negative right now, especially about my choices. And yes, I'm 28, and I should be more resilient to her opinions, but I had a really hard year. And it got me to being suicidal this summer, I was practically calling any close friends, even abroad and crying every day and really losing the point to anything and the sense that it will get better.
I slowly build myself up, but I guess everything is still fragile. And when I had to stay with my parents in December, it all just shattered. I resisted my moms negative opinions for a while and fought with her, but it got to me. Now I am depressed and working from bed, and it's becoming increasingly hard to get up. And my mom finally grasped that I'm depressed, but she still thinks that however I feel I'll be "cured" if I get out of bed and move and do things. It's hard for me to understand how much effort everything takes and that I am actually really trying. That working at a desk at home all day, and parcially in bed some days is still a lot of effort right now, when I can barely remember that I need to get up....
Sorry, that's a long explanation. I guess she's getting to me, with her thinking that I'm lazy, or depressed is just somewhat sad....and it makes me feel mute. And it also makes it seem that when days don't have a point and I barely get out of bed, I'm still not "bad enough" to talk to someone. For days I've been having that stuck suffocated feeling that I had right before getting suicidal last time. I see the pattern now, and I thought I should talk to someone before it gets worse. But being surrounded by people that don't believe in depression makes me think that unless I'm sitting at the bathroom floor with a bottle of pills, then may be it's not bad enough and I don't have the right to seek help.