I became depressed in 2012. I was diagnosed after I texted a friend in school from bed saying that I was going to kill myself. He told the school, the school rang my mother, and I was rushed to the local Children’s and Adolescents’ Mental Health Services (CAMHS). I was diagnosed almost immediately with depression.
I have attempted suicide twice, both around that time, and both fairly close together. I have had several depressive relapses, spent many weeks confined to my bed, and have questioned the point of life more times than I can count. I am still here, and I am happy.
Today is World Mental Health Day. In honour of that, here are some of my tips, from experience, on how to survive this horrible illness.