I have had a pretty stressful life all over from a young age, lots of general bad things happening.
I have always been depressed - right from childhood. It's just how I am and I cope with it okay. I was on anti d's for a while until I had my child 12 years ago. Came off when I was pregnant, then was too terrified to go back on them as HV found out I had been on them and said that if I went back on them or was diagnosed with depression again it would be a 'red flag' (this coupled with some stupid scars from self harm when I was 13/14 and obsessed with a certain band who's singer was into self harm. My scars on my arm look horrific, but I scar badly, they weren't deep, I am just unlucky and did it to show off and fit in with the crowd, I deeply regret it now 20 odd years on and have never self harmed since that stupid summer when I thought I was cool for doing it).
LIfe has been far from easy over the past 12 years, and about 7 ish years ago, I can had what I can only describe as a mini breakdown. Ex was unsupportive. I basically got through it myself, but have never been the same since. I have still never got help as I have been scared of losing my child (who is happy, well looked after, has no idea I am a very good actress).
I was told last week that the baby I am carrying has died. I am waiting for a miscarriage to start naturally as I am terrified of surgery.
This is the straw that broke the camels back, I am not coping anymore. I can't function. I don't know what to do.