{"id":4208,"date":"2018-12-09T12:18:48","date_gmt":"2018-12-09T12:18:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dementes.programate.pe\/?p=4208"},"modified":"2026-07-09T20:49:32","modified_gmt":"2026-07-09T20:49:32","slug":"entendiendo-la-depresion-desde-adentro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dementes.programate.pe\/en\/2018\/12\/09\/entendiendo-la-depresion-desde-adentro\/","title":{"rendered":"Understanding depression from the inside"},"content":{"rendered":"

Have you ever experienced days when you wake up and simply do not feel like doing anything?<\/strong><\/span> \nDo you feel that you have no strength or motivation to get out of bed and face another day? You ask yourself: What is happening to me? And you cannot find an answer. Without knowing why, you feel sadness, nostalgia, anxiety, or a deep emptiness inside.<\/p>\r\n

Friends and family call you, and even though you still do not understand what is happening, you say no, that you do not want to do anything. Then comes the most common question: \u201cAre you okay?\u201d And, as usual, you answer: \u201cYes, I\u2019m fine\u201d<\/span><\/strong>, even though deep inside you feel broken, and the hardest part is not knowing why.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Another day goes by. You cannot sleep well, and another difficult day begins: yes, because every day starts to feel overwhelming, and nothing seems to fill the emptiness inside you. Things that used to excite you no longer do, and things that once brought you joy no longer feel the same<\/span><\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n

Then comes the day when you decide to seek medical support and hear words that are unfamiliar and may fill you with fear: \u201cYou have depression\u201d<\/span><\/strong>. Suddenly, you have even more unanswered questions. You understand less than before, but you also begin to feel shame and fear of rejection. Yes, because you may tell people that you went to the doctor, but you avoid mentioning the specialty. You cannot say \u201cI went to a psychiatrist,\u201d because for many people that is still associated with being \u201ccrazy\u201d (as if that were something negative). Your own mind begins telling you: \u201cOf course, you cannot tell anyone about this, because you will lose your friends. Imagine if they found out. No, just keep saying that you are fine\u201d<\/span><\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n

Later comes the difficult decision of whether or not to tell your parents, as your psychiatrist suggested. Once again, your mind tells you: \u201cThey will worry because they have a strange son or daughter.\u201d Then comes your mother\u2019s voice:<\/p>\r\n\r\n

- Wake up and get out of bed.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n

- I can\u2019t \u2013 you answer.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n

- What do you mean you can\u2019t? You are just being lazy.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n

- No, Mom, I really don\u2019t feel like I can.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n

- What happened? Are you sad? Because if that is the problem, there is a solution: raise your hands, get up, and say \u201cI can do this,\u201d and everything will be fine. It is all about willpower.<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Silently, you ask yourself: Where am I supposed to find that willpower, if the will is there, but the strength is not?<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\r\n

-\u201cI wish I could explain what I feel, but I know you would not understand,\u201d you respond, while your eyes fill with tears because you feel unwell, because you have no energy, because you have no motivation, because you do not know how to explain what is happening inside you<\/span><\/strong>. For a moment, you think that you are not normal. You only want to be alone because you feel that is what you deserve: loneliness, for being different from others.<\/p>\r\n

You begin to withdraw into yourself, into your own world. You become exhausted from having to face another day because you no longer want another day to come<\/strong><\/span>. Night becomes the most difficult and exhausting moment because you cannot sleep and your mind does not stop overwhelming you with thoughts.<\/p>\r\n

What person could endure something like this? In this constant struggle, it can take a long time to realize that you are not alone<\/span><\/strong>. There are people willing to support you, to offer you a shoulder to cry on without judging or questioning you. The most difficult thing is overcoming the shame and stigma<\/span><\/strong> surrounding depression, anxiety, and other mental health conditions. The shame should belong to those who judge and those who mock others<\/span><\/strong>, because depression affects millions of people around the world who continue fighting every day.<\/p>\r\n

However, throughout this long and challenging journey, it is possible to discover your own strength. The path becomes lighter when you recognize what you are experiencing and let go of fear and shame: by asking for help, the burden becomes easier to carry, and you begin to live again and find meaning in life<\/span><\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n

First of all, life is not easy: who ever said it would be? And if we have to live with depression, anxiety, or any other condition, this can make us stronger, more courageous, and allow us to see the world from a different perspective<\/span><\/strong>. Sometimes it is necessary to reach the bottom in order to rise again, because once you have reached the deepest point, the only way forward is to rebuild yourself.<\/p>\r\n

Do not allow anyone to tell you that others have worse problems and that yours is insignificant, because every person is different and faces their own challenges in their own way. I write this because I know there are people who need to read these words to understand that they are not alone. Many of us suffer in silence<\/span><\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n

#EveryoneForMentalHealth<\/p>\r\n\r\n

Editing: Lucero Andaluz Llerena<\/em>\nWould you like to know more about Katherin? Visit her personal blog here<\/a>.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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