So, today is my doctor’s appointment. I decided I need to speak up about my depression. I have hidden it and battled for so many years. I thought about going to the doctor three years ago about it. At that time, I was so physically ill and had so many suicidal thoughts. I did attempt suicide. So, I talked myself out of it. I didn’t want any labels. I didn’t to be seen as an unfit mother.
I don’t know what to really expect today. I am fairly nervous.