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Hi...I have suffered with major depression for as long as I can remember. It has cost me just about everything that is worth anything.

I don't have friends any longer...they are tired of trying to deal with me. People that I can relate do in the short term think I am a pretty good person as I can hide who I really am from them/

Where I live, everyone gives it up to God, He will keep you safe. God will comfort you. I want to believe in God...I do believe in God. I also blame God for taking away the most precious person in the world, my daughter, and allowing a judge to decide that she should live with her father. A father who was emotionally abusive to his family, a father who physically abused his second wife (with my daughter in the home). A father who I have heard rumour...may have sexually abused my daughter when she was little..and I was asleep in the next room.

How do I trust God when he didn't give wisdom to my daughter's stepmother...that when it was bad enough for her to go to a hotel for safety, that she didn't give my daughter back to me? The stepmother that left for good and took my daughter and DIDN'T TELL ME. For 6 months, I didn't know where my daughter lived. I saw her, and still no one told me.

Oh, yeah, did I mention that I am a worthless piece of shit?

hey bec, im 15 now and i will be turning 16 this may. honestly though i have never suffered depression i was on the verge of falling into depression. life had become too tough for me. walls seemed to be closing in on me but trust me you can fight it all. there is alot more to this world a lot more joy, happiness and even pain. we reach a stage where we wish that all this would just disappear but trust me when i say this even the pain is needed to understand the value of our joys. i know this is difficult for you to believe because at first i didn too. but then you lear to rise above. remember you are in control over your emotions, your emonts are not i control of you. take care.

Hi everyone! My name is Kimmy and I suffer from depression and anxiety. Not sure what to call it but I have been feeling this way for over 10 years. All of my friends and family don't understand what I have been going through because they just feel like Its a minor issue. It has been affecting my work life, personal life, and has gotten to the point of turning around to go back home because I refuse to go in the store or public events due to my anxiety. My depression has gotten worse. I am numb all the time. I feel like I'm functioning on auto pilot. Live day in and day out. Just to survive. I am trying to build up the courage to make an appointment with a psychiatrist and finally get help. I don't want it affecting my daughter as she grows. Thank you for listening. Lately I feel like no one cares or wants to listen to my issues. Not my family or friends. It is really getting to me.

Hello :) I'm Hannah and I'm 17. I've lived in Britain for my whole life and am a living example of the stereotype that us Brits drink too much tea! I've been struggling with depression in silence for two years - when I told my parents back in 2013 they didn't believe me, but registered me with camhs anyway, only to then discharge me after just one session -They've made it very clear that they're embarrassed of me because of my grades and I guess that the thought of me having a mental illness would feel like a 'failiure' to them on top. More recently I've been showing symptoms of psychosis but am yet to get a professional opinion on it. I was previously a listener on 7cupsoftea but since my own mental health needed some help I had to de - activate my account, but almost a year on I'm happy to be back as a member :)

Hi, my name's James (it's not really but idk who's reading this :/) and I suffer from depression, more specifically loneliness. My back story is nothing special and it's not really worth anyone's time but I'll give it to you in the short form anyway.
Diagnosed with Asperger's at 5 but my parents decided not to tell me. I was therefore the weird kid at school and everyone hated me, and I had no clue why, which led to a lot of self-confidence issues. They then sent me to 'Behavioural Therapy' still without telling me so I felt like I was special needs. They finally told me when I began secondary school when I could start to make friends and develop an actual identity. They then decided to move and put my into the boarding at the school I was already at. I was separated from all of my hometown friends and I never saw my family. My parents decided to tear my childhood home apart (literally) so they could sell it. The depression started here really, I got seriously down and it came close to suicide at one point. To make it worse my parents decided to move again, far enough away that I couldn't board anymore. I was now completely separate from all of my friends and in a new school with no identity. It was at this point relationships began to come into play. You see the thing about Asperger's is when you do develop a friendship, because you're so happy to have it, you throw your heart and soul into it. This is multiplied exponentially when it comes to romantic relationships. The problem is that this wasn't just not reciprocated, but it's not even noticed. Therefore my first ever really relationship friendzoned me, which still hurts. My second and third did also, which again didn't help my confidence as I thought it was something wrong with me. And most recently, my fourth took a great steaming s**t on my feelings to add a bit of variety. At this point I broke at went to therapy, where I was directed here for when I didn't have an appointment.
yes, that is the short version. Pathetic right?

Hello! My name is Paul. I've had depression for a long time. It's tough. I manage to get through the days, but I would hardly call it living. I've practised mindful meditation for about 1 year, and although it has not had any real effect on my depression and often doesn't give much solace, it is the only thing that in theory "makes sense". To me "living" is a predicament: none of the things that one would "normally" appreciate or strive for have any real appeal to me. However, mindfulness makes sense to me in theory, as it tries to cultivate a more peaceful mind by focusing on the mind itself rather than on external things. That's not to say that ones emotional health sometimes can be improved by external things, but for a person like me who has a permanent job, a fairly good income, a nice flat, a few friends, and who lives in a peaceful, democratic country, I can't see how any external things would be able to diminish my discontent other than "superficially". I'm lost in life, and I dream of a more mindful and peaceful state of mind, something I fear I will never obtain.

I'm Kat, I've had adhd, depression and anxiety my whole life. Recently I've been really struggling with dealing with the loss of my mom she passed away last August I thought over time i'd be able to figure myself out on how to cope, i've just been trying to reach out and going to my therapy but I've been depending on self-harm to feel better. I also had to pack and move all mine and my moms belongings out of the house I grew up in I saw picture of her and had to go through everything it really just put me in a deep dark place. I really miss her it brought back so many memories all I just wanted was to hug and see her again. It doesnt help when my older brother that has stage 4 cancer didn't help to do anything all he's done is drink abuse his pain pills and use dope I can't be around all that negative when I'm trying to better myself, I worry about him so much but I know he won't change or ever think of me and how I'm really doing... I feel so helpless :( especially when I try and things don't workout well.

Hi...my name's Aya, not real, but then again, I don't really like my real name. Anyway I'm 16 and have been battling depression for a long time. I didn't even know I had it as I was madeto think it didn't happen. I was forced to acknowledge it when it became severe and I became suicidal. My parents don't know about this as there is a strict unspoken rule that doesn't allow us to express any sort of negative emotions. The more severe and negative, the harsher the "punishment". I still have things in my past I have yet to address but I can't just yet. Or anything form of self-preservation I have accomplished will fall apart.

Hello, my name is Jesse and I've recently found seven cups of tea. I suffer from major depressive disorder.I was diagnosed as a teenager. I've been managing it well recently and was looking for more support when I stumbled across this website!

Hello, I'm Rebecca and I have struggled with depression since I was 16. I am now 22. It comes and goes, but every time my depression looks a little different; I don't recognize it at first. I am working on taking steps to deal with my depression as it is now, this being a part of that.