How I met depression
I spent my 17th year like many other young women: obsessed with a young man. Unfortunately, the guy was showing no interest. At all.
At the time, I still believed that I could change someone else’s feelings with unlimited love, patience, and sheer persistence – I’m sighting as I’m writing this, but well, you know, I was 17.
And then, the inevitable happened: nothing. The guy continued showing no interest. But my obsession turned into a nighmare, and I was getting worse. At some point, I had the distinct impression I was going crazy.Continue reading “Are you depressed ? (the quiz)”