Ok, my mom had a lot of depression issues when she was about 20-25. But, she was going through a divorce and had suffered a lot of issues with not being loved and foster care and abuse until she was adopted at 14. She smoked and became an alcoholic. Then she started self-help and things like that and she got better. She still smokes, but is only a social smoker.
My dad dealed with a lot of sadness and death when he was younger, starting with his brother Nick. Nick died when he was 18, after a night out partying and drinking he ran into a telephone pole and stepped on live wires. Then when Dad was like 25, my grandpa died. By then though, Dad had already become a full blown alcoholic, along with his Mom and sister. When Dad was about 40, his Mom died. So he suffers from depression too.
I'm 14 now, and my parents just got divorced. It all started when Dad was on a drunken rage and threatened my brother's life. Mom got up and left so we moved to Pennsylvania to live with my Grandparents. I cried so much. I didn't want to leave my little hometown at all, because we had just moved there less than 2 years ago. I was starting off on the right foot and was one of the more popular girls there. I had a perfect boyfriend and things were fantastic. Leaving just devastated me. I lived in PA for about 2 months, and in the mean time, I lost 23 pounds from anorexia. And cried almost non-stop. Finally, Dad stopped drinking so I moved back to Indiana with him. I DIDN'T EVEN CRY WHEN I LEFT MY MOM, BROTHER, AND SISTER. I was back with my friends, and my life was brilliant. Then, my boyfriend started cheating on me. CRAP. Even though I didn't want to, I knew that I had to break up with. It broke my heart. And it caused me to drop my first tears since moving here. After a few days, my spirit started lifting up again and everything seemed to go back to normal. Then, my ex got a new girlfriend. God, I still missed him like crazy and seeing him with her killed me. I started crying again, and it was at a bad time. I saw the new couple at the Boy's Sectionals Basketball game. On the fan bus on the way home, I couldn't hold the tears in, so they just started falling. I cried all the way home, receiving hugs from my friends the whole time. They didn't help much. I got home and just cried myself to sleep. The next day st school, the same thing happened during band class, which I have with my ex. I cried a lot during that class, but refused to go to the guidance counselor. Instead I just left for the bathroom.
I think I might have some kind of separation anxiety, since I cried so much from missing my friends.
But then again, I never cried after leaving my family.
I already suffer from self confidence issues. I know that.
And, of course there's anorexia which I have been coping with.
But, what about the depression. Did I inherit that from my family?
How severe does it sound?
Thank you.
My dad dealed with a lot of sadness and death when he was younger, starting with his brother Nick. Nick died when he was 18, after a night out partying and drinking he ran into a telephone pole and stepped on live wires. Then when Dad was like 25, my grandpa died. By then though, Dad had already become a full blown alcoholic, along with his Mom and sister. When Dad was about 40, his Mom died. So he suffers from depression too.
I'm 14 now, and my parents just got divorced. It all started when Dad was on a drunken rage and threatened my brother's life. Mom got up and left so we moved to Pennsylvania to live with my Grandparents. I cried so much. I didn't want to leave my little hometown at all, because we had just moved there less than 2 years ago. I was starting off on the right foot and was one of the more popular girls there. I had a perfect boyfriend and things were fantastic. Leaving just devastated me. I lived in PA for about 2 months, and in the mean time, I lost 23 pounds from anorexia. And cried almost non-stop. Finally, Dad stopped drinking so I moved back to Indiana with him. I DIDN'T EVEN CRY WHEN I LEFT MY MOM, BROTHER, AND SISTER. I was back with my friends, and my life was brilliant. Then, my boyfriend started cheating on me. CRAP. Even though I didn't want to, I knew that I had to break up with. It broke my heart. And it caused me to drop my first tears since moving here. After a few days, my spirit started lifting up again and everything seemed to go back to normal. Then, my ex got a new girlfriend. God, I still missed him like crazy and seeing him with her killed me. I started crying again, and it was at a bad time. I saw the new couple at the Boy's Sectionals Basketball game. On the fan bus on the way home, I couldn't hold the tears in, so they just started falling. I cried all the way home, receiving hugs from my friends the whole time. They didn't help much. I got home and just cried myself to sleep. The next day st school, the same thing happened during band class, which I have with my ex. I cried a lot during that class, but refused to go to the guidance counselor. Instead I just left for the bathroom.
I think I might have some kind of separation anxiety, since I cried so much from missing my friends.
But then again, I never cried after leaving my family.
I already suffer from self confidence issues. I know that.
And, of course there's anorexia which I have been coping with.
But, what about the depression. Did I inherit that from my family?
How severe does it sound?
Thank you.