
I'm in process of healing ヾ(❀╹◡╹)ノ~, a year ago, I had to quit my job even though I was offered a promotion. A year ago, I was officially diagnosed with severe depression and Depersonalisation Disorder. Good thing is, I got an emotional support dog, I feel safe inside my house. But I need more time since I still get anxiety attacks whenever I meet people who are difficult to handle. I still get anxiety attacks when I'm around a lot of people, especially when I do not know a lot of them. But at least I'm no longer at the stage that I need to hide them all inside. My family finally know my condition and although they do not know how to deal with my anxiety attacks, they try to make up with it whenever they can. (▰˘◡˘▰)
This story hurts too much because this exactly connects to me and my experience of 4 years of depression (still ongoing). I too am a teacher. I have experience teaching and smiling on my lows and crying on my own after the day ends. It's really exhausting. Especially when everyone misses the signs that you needed someone there to be with you, to comfort you. It's like, you are under the water, struggling, reaching out for something to hold, and trying to gasp for air even though it stings and it feels like your lungs are burning. I hope Jiri will get well soon!