#19; joining the medicated.

On Friday I was crying – again. I’ve had depression for a few years now but never been so bad that it required medication. I’ve always coped. Friday I realised that I needed to face up and see a doctor. There have been too many bad days the last few months.

The doctor prescribed some anti-depressants and wants me to do a few other bits and pieces.

I write this here because there’s a bit of hope in me that sorting out this mental health stuff may mean I can cope better with physical health and tackle this head on and get control back.

Here’s hoping!

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