When I suffered a bout of depression, I felt blindsided. It came out of the blue. I had battled weeks of untreated anxiety, panic attacks, insomnia and racing thoughts, all of which were incredibly debilitating, but depression was all consuming.
For the first two years after my brother died, I kept so busy, I barely had time to think, let alone process emotions. I was mum to a little girl and running a fashion boutique when I doubled my massive workload by opening another store for kids. Crazy I know, but at l...
