I was diagnosed with chronic depression and GAD (generalised anxiety disorder) in early 2010. I refused medication straight away, having heard so many negative connotations about antidepressants. I was offered therapy, but was told there could be up to a six-month waiting list. I also declined. Eventually, my depressive states subsided a little and I celebrated a little too early, having thought I’d finally killed off the black dog. However, around 2014, I realised my dog was here to stay.
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