How to Support a Partner With Depression
Being able to talk openly about mental illness is critical for the health and survival of a long-term relationship. Here are some pointers I’ve found may assist in connection, understanding, and support.
Topic: depression
Being able to talk openly about mental illness is critical for the health and survival of a long-term relationship. Here are some pointers I’ve found may assist in connection, understanding, and support.
Even while in therapy, I still called a crisis line following awful days at work. I told them I was having suicidal thoughts, and I just wanted it to stop. But the truth is, therapists and counselors can’t chase away your demons, not without your help at least.
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Every day I think about how much pain my brother must have been in — how much emotional and spiritual pain — and I wonder if therapy could have helped him. I’ll never know the answer to that question.
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You call and wait to be connected, and after that minute or so wait, you speak to an elder Black woman, elder because you can hear the age and timbre of her experienced voice, and hear her breath while you cry and sob and weep in public...
Although they saw it as just a skit, it was my life. My struggle.
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