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So, I’m an 18 y/o girl, been dealing with depression for about 6 months now. I finally had the courage to tell my mom.
I feared she wouldn’t believe I had depression, but she did. However, she didn’t quite understand it. She thought that if I could solve the things causing my depression, I could cure my depression.
I couldn’t explain to her that getting rid of what caused depression won’t cure it. I’m about 400 miles away in college and I told her over text for fear of a full blown phone conversation.
She took it better than I thought, but now keeps asking me if I’m okay and I know she now worries about me. This is one of the main reasons why i didn’t want to tell her, so I told her that for the most part I’m fine and she doesn’t need to worry.
But I can’t help but think I screwed thigngs up because for this whole time, she was okay, and she was thinking everything was fine and no matter what I tell her I know she’s going to worry, now.
All these people telling me that confiding in someone is the first step to treating depression are sort of a joke. Many people told me that there would be a weight lifted off my shoulders just because I got it off my chest. That’s pretty false. I have more weight on my shoulders than to begin with. I should’ve never told her. I truly believe now that some things are just better kept to yourself.
At this point, I’m just so angry at my life and at myself and I just want the depression to go away.
Anyone else have experience with this and can help/give me advice?
I don’t want negative comments.
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