Originally Posted by
shortstop81 
I’ve been diagnosed with major depression and generalized anxiety.
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I’m lined up to see a social worker next month for therapy. I’m trying my best to sort myself out.
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I just feel so isolated and alone. I just need someone.
It's great that you're able to reach out for help.
No one knows what depression is like until they get there. I sometimes thought of it as being buried alive and not caring about it. Until the many times I caught myself weeping.
I was in psychotherapy for about a year before I started taking meds. I was making no progress, and my world was getting smaller. The combination has worked well for me.
I was sober for twenty-one years back then. My father was dying at the time. I suffered another traumatic loss at around the same time. There were a few very good people who helped me through my personal nightmare. I was very fortunate.
I drank again for three years starting in 2008. I haven't had an episode of major depression for about ten years. I needed to do some things differently. I made some important changes in my life.
I took a look at my long-held beliefs and perceptions. I expanded my education and experience within my field of work so that I could work at something that challenged me. (Be careful what you wish for.
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The best part about working through the worst parts is that the effort brings you to a better place.