Hi out there.
My name is Jessica12. I live with ptsd/severe depressive disorder, SADD etc. etc.
The SADD (Seasonal Affective Disordered Depression) is what seems to be eating me alive right now. I recently visited a state with sunshine and bloomed like a flower, and it's all I can think of to move out of the very cloudy rainy state I've lived in for 20 plus years.
I have a rotten case of suicidal ideation. its getting out of hand. I'm on medications, but I think they are not working as well as in the past.
My childhood was a Stephen King novel, sexual abuse etc. bad mess.
I am holding on to life right now because I have 3 beautiful children. My husband killed himself 7 plus years ago when my youngest was 9 years old. He was my stronghold and anchor in life, and it's been an uphill battle that has been going downhill for some time now. Only now, today, when I checked the waiting period in my state for a gun permit, did I realize how far I've slipped.
I have (as many do) an absurd way of being able to lie to others about how I feel. I can be dying on the inside and look just fine and laugh with almost anyone. a survival tool I used as a child.
I am here trying to see others in my state of mind. To share thoughts and ideas.
My best thoughts to all of you out there struggling.
My name is Jessica12. I live with ptsd/severe depressive disorder, SADD etc. etc.
The SADD (Seasonal Affective Disordered Depression) is what seems to be eating me alive right now. I recently visited a state with sunshine and bloomed like a flower, and it's all I can think of to move out of the very cloudy rainy state I've lived in for 20 plus years.
I have a rotten case of suicidal ideation. its getting out of hand. I'm on medications, but I think they are not working as well as in the past.
My childhood was a Stephen King novel, sexual abuse etc. bad mess.
I am holding on to life right now because I have 3 beautiful children. My husband killed himself 7 plus years ago when my youngest was 9 years old. He was my stronghold and anchor in life, and it's been an uphill battle that has been going downhill for some time now. Only now, today, when I checked the waiting period in my state for a gun permit, did I realize how far I've slipped.
I have (as many do) an absurd way of being able to lie to others about how I feel. I can be dying on the inside and look just fine and laugh with almost anyone. a survival tool I used as a child.
I am here trying to see others in my state of mind. To share thoughts and ideas.
My best thoughts to all of you out there struggling.