Depression is a silent killer. I remember waking up one morning to find my mother —a particularly tough woman—sitting at the edge of her bed, hair brush in one hand and an open palm in the other with a defeated, glazed, stare on her face. That sight scared the reasoning out of me. I did not know what was was wrong; I did not know what to do. I was scared. I knew what depression was from all the psychology classes I had taken but this seemed different it seemed like it was more than just sadness. This looked like…well…defeat. It’s hard because she looked at me and asked, “What is happening to me?” Usually I 'm the one with the answers. I could have given her a rational answer, backed by my little knowledge on depression, but I was at a loss.
To most, Post-traumatic stress disorder is a phrase synonymous with war veterans and coping victims. But to me, PTSD simply sums up my childhood. My mother immigrated to the United States when she was twelve years old. An orphan of the Cambodian genocide, she was scarred mentally and physically by years of enslavement and inconsolable abandonment. My mother’s PTSD gave way to her everyday paranoia, and being raised by her has made growing up very challenging.
Second semester of my sophomore year is when my life got flipped around. It was the middle of the season for basketball when I was struck by a knee on my shoulder at practice. I didn 't think much about it at the time, all I knew was that I was in pain. I was a starting post on JV as well as a full time varsity player. The last thing I needed was to get injured when my basketball career was just getting started.
She presents indicators including becoming withdrawn, excessive sadness, and insomnia. The APA, an organization run by psychologists, defines depression as “a common and serious medical illness that negatively affects how you feel, the way you think and how you act”(1). This definition closely relates to Tita’s actions. Throughout the book, it is shown how Tita’s thoughts are very negative, and because of these thoughts, she acts as though the world is against her. According to the National Institute of Mental Health, which is advised by the Board of Scientific Counselors and the National Advisory Mental Health Council, one indicator of depression is “Becoming withdrawn, negative, or detached”(1).
Depression isn’t typically something that is capable of being physically seen. Those who have it might show signs, but it requires a lot for someone to look into them, and discover what that person is going through. In the novel Speak written by Laurie Halse Anderson, symbolism is used to develop an unspoken theme of depression. This is done so through the janitor’s closet, the turkey sculpture, and the constant mentioning of trees. Depression can cause people to alienate themselves and their thoughts from others.
To emphasize, Heather see this abnormal behaviour when she says, "You don’t like anything. You are the most depressed person I've ever met, and excuse me for saying this, but you are no fun to be around and I think you need professional help" (105). Both Heather and Melinda’s mom complain about her depression and they do not try to help her overcome it. In reality, many teens and adults have depression.
Day two clinicals. This day went so much smoother. I had the same two patient as the day before and one got discharged and I got a new patient. I feel like my second day I had an amazing relationship with my one patient. I got her to eat a little more that day because I knew what to talk to her about.
The transition from eighth grade to ninth grade is one of the most difficult but unforgettable things a student must do in his adolescence. For me, it was filled with new opportunities of taking Ap classes and joining clubs. One of these cubs was Youth and Government (Y&G). For as long as I can remember my brother, Riad, has boasted about how amazing Y&G is and how it has changed his life. My brother is three years older then me, so as a freshman he was a senior in Y&G.
Hey Priya as you know i was gone for week and missed a hefty amount of work which in turn made my grades drop significantly however what you don 't know (probably unless my guardians told you) that week i was gone i was actually placed into a psychiatric ward (heritage oaks) for that week due to my self harm i was deemed a danger to myself and i had to go to heritage oaks there i was put on anti-depressant because apparently i am depressed and i have been feeling this way for a while,ironically however since the anti depressants I 've been having a lot more suicidal thoughts and it makes it hard to work when your questioning whether i should live anymore and why should i do anything were all gonna end up dead, now i don 't really like to use
She feels suffocated by her depression and does not know how to deal with
Depression is a common mental disorder, characterized by sadness, loss of interest or pleasure, having the feelings of guilt or low self-worth, having disturbed sleep or appetite, or feelings of tiredness, and having poor concentration. Fear of falling is also a commonly reported specific phobia in older adults that can develop in adulthood (Wolitzky-Taylor et al., 2010; Mohlman et al., 2012). Depression
Growing up with mental illness they called me crazy, annoying, and angry. They looked at me differently. They’d even talk about it amongst themselves, but never offered guidance. That’s the problem with society these days. Everyone loves a party, but no one wants to clean up the mess.
Personal narrative Depression can be a monster and destroy the lives of people, but in my case it help me express my emotions better by helping me be more honest with myself. Depression has never been alien to me. Since middle school I have danced with the devil. I do not know what triggered it then, but it was mostly likely hormones. Despite that ever looming sadness over my head, I was still doing well in school, at least as best as I could do, I still hung out with people and I was still social when I had to be.
“Unfortunately, people are not transparent; you cannot look into their heads to see what they are thinking or feeling. You might not notice that what you are seeing could be the person’s cry for help” (Hittelman 1). No matter how close two people are, it is difficult to grasp what the other is thinking. Without any obvious hints, one can easily overlook a depression. “Million of people suffer from depression, yet many are putting on a brave face” (Mayoh 1).
“Here is the tragedy: when you are the victim of depression, not only do you feel utterly helpless and abandoned by the world, you also know that very few people can understand, or even begin to believe, that life can be this painful. There is nothing I can think of that is quite as isolating as this” (Andreae). I began to struggle with depression when I was in my second year of middle school. People always assume a major life event is what caused it, but nothing had changed: my dad moved out of state when I was in the fourth grade, I was friends with the same people I had been friends with the previous year, and I had never been very close with my step-father. But none of this was new to me, so what had caused this change in my mentality?
Kassandra Urquizo Amie Enlgis Date rought It's All in my Head I'm not sure when it started or when it exactly appeared. Maybe it's been there the whole time.