Intense panic and fear that your loved ones don’t like you and could leave you randomly at any moment. People-pleasing, rash decisions, terror, confusion.
Why mindlessly share the image of a dead child to confirm your own goodness? It’s someone else’s tragedy – where is the respect, the tact, the compassion?
We can be sensitive, attentive and emotionally intelligent, but also obsessive, jealous, paranoid, fearful and intense. We’re terrified of abandonment.
I’m caught in a trap where if I don’t portray my depression, I’m not really depressed. But if I express sadness, I should stop feeling sorry for myself.
A lot of people wonder what depression is like. It can be hard to explain, especially when you’re not in its depths. You almost forget how bad it feels.
‘Are you off your meds?’ is the most annoying question ever. We still have emotions and get sad or angry – it doesn’t mean we’re not taking our medication.