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How Learning to Appreciate Life Helped Me Overcome My Depression

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A young lady shares how her appreciation of life by working has overcame her depression.
Avon, Ohio

A lot of the times people think that people who have depression have been struggling with it their whole lives, but for me, that wasn’t the case. My depression began not that long ago, in fact, it’s only been a year and a half since my depression began.

For as long as I could remember, I had certain rules and regulations that my dad put forth for me and my sister to follow. The minute we disobey his rules he would get instantly upset, even if it was over something little.

About a year ago, I met a guy who I thought was the love of my life, my prince charming. In the beginning, we were having a great time. He made me feel like no one has ever made me feel before. I thought I had finally found happiness.

As our relationship started to evolve, he started becoming aggressive. He started attacking me with his words and I felt like I was constantly trying to be good enough for someone who didn’t care for me.

I felt trapped as no one could ever truly love me. I mean let’s face it, all the men that have come into my life seemed like I was a burden to them, including my father.

All my emotions rushing in at once led me to the lowest point in my life. 

I went into my mom’s medicine cabinet and swallowed over 70 pills. 

In the middle of swallowing my pills, my sister walked in on me and tears instantly flooded down both of our faces. My sister ended up running to my mom, and I was rushed to the hospital where I spent 2 weeks trying to get better.

One thing I will never forget is the look on my sister’s face as she watched me shove pills down my throat. That exact look haunted me the whole time I was in the hospital, but also motivated me at the same time.

That look showed me that someone out there actually cared for me, and was hurt by my actions. While lying in the hospital bed, I promised myself to never make anyone feel as low as I did.

Once I got out of the hospital I decided to find a healthy way to occupy my time. I started working at the Boys & Girls Club where I now help kids every day after school. Those kids constantly put a smile on my face and helped me appreciate life even more.

To those struggling with depression or a similar situation as my own, know that a lot of people go through it, so never be scared to open up. There are always people who are willing to help. 

You’re never alone because there’s always someone willing to help. And you never know how their story can influence and inspire you.

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How Faith Cured My Mental Health Issues

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This young man shares how his relationship with faith helped him cope with his mental health problems over time.

A really low point in my life was when my uncle died. During my sophomore year, my school had a strict policy of no phones out during class hours. When I got out of class that day, the first thing I did was check my phone.

When I turned it on, I saw that I had a missed call from my mother. I called her back to see what she wanted, and she had told me that she was over my Aunt Norma’s house.

This was very odd to me because they normally only speak to each other on holidays. I figured the reason she was over there was to talk about Thanksgiving which was quickly approaching.

I still thought it was a bit strange, so I asked my mom what she was doing over there. The response that she had given me was one that I never thought I’d be hearing. My mother told me the reason that she went over, was because my uncle had died.

I was in complete shock over the news I had just heard. I felt the tears starting to form, but for some reason, I was not allowing myself to cry. His voice started playing in my head. It was at that moment I realized that it is possible to lose your loved ones.

Death is a concept I was familiar with, but not something I had experienced before. I had not realized the impact death could have on me, and my family. My heart was crushed, and I was not sure how to cope with this.

As the day of my uncle’s funeral approached, reality started to settle in. When the day of his funeral came, I was dreading going the whole time. My family started filling in the chairs, and I was surrounded by sadness and misery. For me, being around a scene like that was hard to deal with.  

After some time, I decided to go to the front and look at my uncle. This casket held the person who made life enjoyable for me. The man that showed me how to live life to the fullest. This was one of the lowest points in my life, but I knew he would not want me to be sad.

Life might seem unbearable at times, but having faith can get you through anything. Faith will give you strength. It will heal your soul and remind you that you will get better no matter how hard life gets. 

 Recently, I have surrounded myself with a support system. They understand my pain and are willing to help me in any way that they can. I learned that in order to get better, I needed to ask for help. I started doing different activities such as band which keep my mind occupied.

 The advice I would have for others during a low point in their life would be to reach out to others. Sometimes we are afraid to ask for help, but it is nothing to be ashamed about. I thought that sheltering myself from others would be beneficial, but in reality, it wasn’t.

You might feel alone, but you’re not. It took me a while to take this all in, but I’m finally starting to feel like myself again with the support of family and friends.

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How My Job as a Cashier Triggered My Depression

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A young lady explains how her job as a cashier has made her depression worse.
North Ridgeville, Ohio

Although I have recently overcome my depression, it’s still a touchy subject for me to talk about. My depression began about a year ago. When I started my job at Altitude Trampoline Park.

At first, working there was so much fun. I enjoyed working with the kids and even made some lifelong friendships with some of my co-workers. This quickly changed for me when I met our general manager.

Going into work became more of a drag. And, I struggled to get out of bed most days to go there. My general manager was very aggressive and degrading.

He wanted to make sure all the employees knew that he was in charge. And that he held all the power in that establishment. Going into work started to become my trigger for my depression.

There were days when I felt like I could actually make it a fun day at work, but that dream was short-lived once I walked through those doors. My lowest point was the first day I was promoted to a cashier. What brought joy to my workday was working with the children. So being promoted to cashier meant I had to work closely with my GM.

Little did I know that being a cashier also meant dealing with rude customers who yelled at me for things I couldn’t control. When I asked the GM for help, he would look at me with confusion and tell me to handle it myself. This led me to breakdown and I knew I had to make some sort of change.

I ended up quitting that job and finding a new job that I absolutely love. I have been at this establishment for about 5 months now and I couldn’t be happier.

To those struggling with depression, I recommend finding a passion. At times you might feel like you are not in control of your life, but you are, and only you can make you happy.

Find something that you truly love. And invest all your time in it. I’ve found that keeping your mind busy is a great way to distract yourself from anything that could potentially be mentally or physically draining for you.

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How I Stopped Feeding My Sadness to Overcome Depression

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This young lady explains how her departure of feeding her sadness has overcame her depression.
Elyria, Ohio

My first experience of depression was in seventh grade. I always knew bullying was a thing. I just never thought I’d be the one going through it. From what I can recall, I was bullied from October of my seventh-grade year until the end of eighth grade.

At the beginning of middle school, I started dating this guy who, at first I thought was amazing. 

As time went on, he found ways to manipulate me, lead me on, and mentally abused me. 

Honestly, I don’t know if I would have been strong enough to end things at that age. The mental abuse was brutal. Thankfully he moved away so I was free of him and all his insanity. 

I wish I could say that Middle School was my lowest point, but that didn’t occur until my freshman year.

It was like no matter what I did, I couldn’t make myself happy. Every time I got happy, something would happen and my mental health would decline. 

To kinda overcome it, I separated myself from anything that made me sad. I stopped feeding into my sadness and would keep myself busy. 

I would stop intentionally listening to sad music. I would unfollow people that made me feel worthless. I unfollowed and unadded people that I once considered friends. 

But those people would tear me down and switch up on me in a heartbeat. I disconnected myself from them and started working on myself little by little. I would get out of bed if I felt sad because I knew that laying there would be worse. 

To anyone feeling this way, I would definitely say that by feeding into it, you’re gonna make it worse. This is what I tell all my friends struggling with depression. If you’re sad, go out and do something. Even if you just go for a walk.

By laying in bed and just staring at blank space or listening to sad music, you’re gonna consume yourself with that sadness. And I promise it makes everything so much worse. 

Keeping yourself active and knowing when to say enough is enough, is definitely the most important lesson that I had to learn for myself because even my best friend would just feed into the game that is depression.

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