jenny722 -> RE: More Than a Bad Mood: From the Inside Out (11/11/2008 6:23:09 AM)
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For me.. the signal is when I'm unable to do (or care about) my schoolwork. That probably sounds pretty juveniele, but I've been a straight-A student my entire life and I've always had this willpower to prioritize school as the first thing in my life. I'm not talking just high school, this continued and got worse during my undergraduate college years and has even into my graduate studies. The daily mopey, feeling down, lingering depression - I can handle. I'm used to it, and at times I almost feel like its a safety net, because I'm stable in that down feeling. But when I start having moments of intense anger and depression, when I start getting insomnia again, when my stomach ulcers reappear, I start watching myself more carefully - I start trying to talk to the few friends I have who I can talk to about these things, that know my history. And then the breaking point, where I know I need to seek professional help of some sort, is when I can't concentrate. I'm a definite type A personality, and when I stop caring about my schoolwork and/or about my job, when I start feeling inadequate in the things that I always excel in, I have to do something. My age tends to make therapists and doctors believe that I'm over-reacting, that this isn't as bad as it is. Then when I explain all of my medical history (diagnosed depression at 17, stomach ulcers at 17) and then I speak eloquently about what I'm feeling, they realize that its serious, but they think I have a handle on it. I read alot, I try to understand what's going on with my body. I've read so many books about depression that I know other people feel this way, so maybe I'm not as freaked out about it as doctors/therapist would expect me to be? I don't walk in looking like an emotional wreck. But that doesn't mean its not lurking behind the calm demeaner and well polished style. When I get these reactions from the healthcare professionals from whom I seek counsel, I generally begin to feel that its easier to pretend I'm ok, than to try so hard to convince them of my symptoms. Because that IS what I have to do - I have to say the right words, I have to try to let some of the emotion show in their office. Or they send me on my way, assuring me that I'll be fine once the current semester is over. Then I feel like I must be crazy believing that I have these symptoms. I've been diagnosed as having major or clinical depression, and its been mentioned that I'm most likely borderline bipolar. There has been no official diagnosis of that. Recently I guess my symptoms seem anxiety-related, a new mental health disorder for me.
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