I'm sorry to start this thread with such a doomy question, but I'd love to hear stories from any MNers who have come out the other end of long-running depression/anxiety in one piece.
I'm 27, and have suffering from depression and anxiety pretty much constantly for a few years now. I got married in October, to the most sweet, gentle man, we worked hard to save up for a mortgage, now own our own flat and I should be happy. I'm doing a doctorate at university, and this (along with my pay) will end this October, and I'm petrified about going into the job market. We want to try for a baby in the near future, but I can't see any hope of me being a good mum. I can barely look after myself sometimes. A lot of my depression is tied up with the fact that I can't stop smoking. My doctor tells me to go easy on myself, and definitely don't even try until my life's a bit settled and I've finished my doctorate, but I don't see me ever being strong enough. Not smoking makes me feel suicidal (I know how stupid and selfish that sounds). I want to be a mother and could never forgive myself for smoking while pregnant, but I see no way out. I've read the Allen Carr books, had hypnotherapy, patches, gum....
I just wish my DH had never met me. I wish I could go back in time and not meet him so he wouldn't have to suffer because of me. I know he finds it so hard when I'm down. He does not deserve this. I almost feel like I've tricked him into marrying me, because I should have known I wouldn't get better. He hates me smoking - it makes him nervous because his mum smokes and had cancer (though she's recovered now).
I'm on 100mg sertraline, after having switched from 30mg citalopram last year. I've had CBT and counselling, but have an appointment with a psychotherapist in a few weeks. I had no inkling that when I started on the ADs almost 3 years ago that I'd still be here. I feel so ungrateful, such a miserable waste of space. Everything just makes me cry. Thinking about my family and my husband makes me so sad.