Depression is a multi-hued thing.
It's also something that is still impossible to talk about without fear of recrimination, retaliation, or misunderstanding from those in charge of your life and well-being.
I've struggled with depression my whole life. It was unnamed and destructive in high school, named and slightly more handled in college, and now it's something that's a part of my life, not in charge of it (most of the time.)
The hardest thing, every time, is to start the conversation. It's difficult to turn to someone and say "I'm drowning in my own mind," and not have it feel like an admission of weakness, an admission of failure, and those feelings can just contribute to the downward spiral (or at least they do for me).
So this is me, starting the conversation. If you struggle with depression, with bipolar, with anxiety, know that first, you aren't alone. Second, a single step is a still a huge leap, and I (we) am (are) here to listen.
-Kate
