In June last year my doctor told me I was suffering with depression. But that just didn't seem to fit the bill - depression is such a normal term, but how I felt seemed far from normal.
I felt completely broken - my whole world had gradually darkened, resulting in a complete spiral to somewhere I thought I'd be for all time. It was my own personal hell.
It's a long old journey, a journey taken in stiletto shoes 3 sizes too small across a minefield in the dark!
There were many milestones along the way, many of which were shocking, unthinkable and depressing in themselves, causing many a vicious circle! Rock bottom for me was when the self harming began - I'm generally a squeamish person so the realisation that I could do this, and get so much satisfaction from it, hit me hard.
After having to have my wounds dressed daily at the doctors I think I knew I couldn't go on like that. I'd tried healing myself, but I was just getting worse. I reluctantly agreed to be admitted in to the Priory hospital.
Oh lummy, I have so much to say and this is only my second blog! I just wanted to give you an idea of where I've been. Don't profess to know it all, but if you're reading this it's likely this is a subject you're interested in. Feel free to ask me questions about anything, share your experience or just blog your thoughts. I'd love to hear from you.
Helen x
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