Depression doesn’t make you weak, getting help doesn’t make you crazy!

So, as you know, (if you’ve read my previous blog posts 😊) I have had my share of “life lessons”. Multiple family losses, a robbery, a miscarriage and my fair share of struggles with my education are some of the events that made me the person I am today!

And as mentioned in Path to self discovery, I am grateful for every single issue that I have seemed to tackle.

But it wasn’t always this easy to know how to deal with everything. (“Easy” being used because of the lack of better explanation; it’s still not easy!)

When losing my dad (who passed away 13 years ago this week, may he r.i.p 💞) I started to make myself not deal with traumatic experiences. (You can read about that in Trauma or dramatics)

But because I hid my emotions for so long, they slowly creeped back in my daily life about three years ago. I started to get panick attacks. I had moments I started to cry for no reason and I didn’t want to get out of bed. I stopped going to school and I even had these outbursts at work.

I had never felt this bad without a reason in my life and it started to affect everything I do.

I mostly felt embarrased and hated to show my emotions because for people that I don’t know that well (or that don’t know me that well) I am know as the girl who is always happy and who always smiles. And that’s how I preffered it because before starting my blog I did not want to share personal details about my life with anyone that I didn’t trust. So imagine my horror when I randomly started crying at work, in class, in public transport and once even at a party lol.

My friends have been suggesting to talk to a proffesional because I just wasn’t able to find out what was wrong with me. But I really didn’t want to at first. First of all that meant that I had to share my life with a stranger, second of all that meant getting out of bed and third, so my friends think I am crazy… And when my dad passed away I had to go to a psychologist as well but at that time the root of the problem was clear so I didn’t mind.

As the outbursts, panick attacks and cry sessions got worse, I took my friends their advice and went to a psychologist. And man I’m glad I did.

You’ll be happy to know that I’m not crazy😁)

Sometimes when everything just gets too overwhelming and you don’t know what to do anymore a shrink is all you need! A friend of mine told me that you just have to find the right one. So it’s okay to “try out” a few before commiting to one. After all, you’re going to put all of your emotions out there!

8 responses to “Depression doesn’t make you weak, getting help doesn’t make you crazy!”

  1. Respekt! You’ve nailed it. ❤ ❤

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  2. Top!!
    Je bent een kanjer ❤️


    1. Thanks Joelle🤗❤


  3. christinejamieson Avatar

    This post relates with me so much! I suffered with severe anxiety and depression for many years ❤

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    1. Hi Christine, well now you know you’re far from alone 🙂 and it’s a shame that we feel like we can’t talk about it because it’s just a part of life. Hope you’re coping okay! ❤


  4. Hoeft volgens mij niet perse een shrink te zijn! Praten met iemand die je vertrouwt, die naar je luistert, die je in je waarde laat. Lobi


    1. Helemaal mee eens! Als je iemand in je leven hebt waar je je prettig en veilig bij voelt helpt dat zeker al!


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