I’ve been struggling with depression for years &amp; years now, and it’s gotten much worse with quarantine. 

Two days ago I called my doctor &amp; she told
me to get to ER immediately and I spent a night in the unit. 

I’ve been feeling so hopeless recently, and didn’t think it was possible to get better &amp; was very close to committing suicide; I made a plan and scheduled. I think going to the hospital honestly saved me life. 

I’m now at home &amp; have regular checkups with a nurse &amp; my psychiatrist &amp; I’m feeling hopeful about my future. I spent so much time thinking I didn’t have one. I’m still not feeling the best mentally- I’m dealing with urges to self harm &amp; suicide ideation- but I know it’s a process and I accept the battle &amp; work that I have to do to get there. 

I hope you are proud of me and I want this to show that if I could harness the strength to get help, so can you :)