Hello.
My name is Rose and I lose hope sometimes.
That's my way of telling people I suffer from depression, and it sometimes stops me dead in my tracks just when things are going well and... Yeah.
So, in case you were wondering, that's where I have been the past couple of years. It really can take that long, it really can be that damaging. To friendships, career, family. Everything.
To answer some questions:
No, I don't get suicidal (unless it gets particularly black).
Yes, it does sometimes get particularly black.
No, I don't have scars.
Yes, I've been on anti-depressants.
Yes. I have tried to kill myself.
No, not recently.
Yes, that's enough questions for now. Thank you.
Anyway. I'm back. To stay this time. Hopefully.
