Surviving Late Life Depression
In 2005, I resigned from my job, moved into cheaper accommodation and lost all my (so called) friends. I desperately tried to find work to support me and my two kids and constantly got knocked back, I was feeling very low. A year later, I still hadn't found work (when you've held a good job and you suddenly start applying for anything, potential employers view you with suspicion) But. we were surviving, despite everything I believed that something would come up.
Then, I found my dad dead on the bedroom floor. I was devastated. I can't explain how I felt. I couldn't move, function, converse with people. I became even more of a hermit than I already am. I'd get up in the mornings to see my daughter off to school, my son off to college. I'd open the curtains so that the neighbours would not know I'd gone back to bed, then I'd just sleep, because it was a release from my reality. But if you look top left, you'll see Tilly! She would never let me sleep for long- she nagged me, saw through me, I just could not con her the way I did everyone else. She made me get up and carry on~ I'm so glad she did.
Then I found the internet. I've earned a bit and learned a lot. But mostly, it's brought me in contact with other people again, people like you~ what a blessing! Keep getting up and carrying on. Keep remembering that when your just stroke a few keys on your laptop, you are in the same room as others who understand and want to help. :)
HollieT, Oct 18, 2012
