I'm an awesome 24 y/o reader and writer of YA fantasy/historical fantasy. I mainly write about awesome ladies and the people who love them. I work at a library and I'm a contributing reviewer to Bibliodaze.
I have depression.
Well, actually, that’s not all I have. But it’s the one that’s most pertinent to this post. I’ve had depression for as long as I can remember. It was such a natural state of being for me that I didn’t think anything was weird about it, not even when others yelled at me for not doing important things like schoolwork or chores because I simply didn’t have the motivation or energy.
Unfortunately, due to a lot of factors, I’m not currently able to medicate it. The anti-anxiety medicine I’m on (because I also have generalized and social anxiety disorder) supposedly treats depression as well, but it hasn’t had much of an effect on me. This is because I also have bipolar disorder, and that’s a whole ‘nother beast that can’t be taken down with the same things that takes down depression or anxiety. So when I have a depressive episode caused by the bipolar disorder, my medicine can’t do anything for it.
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