My depression has been long since developing over the past year. What sparked it all into a downward spiral happened last winter when I put in a job application to a place I'll call George.
Mind you, I have a history with George. I made George themed items to sell and I always got such good feedback. But apparently not good enough to be asked to work for George. So when applications were being accepted I put in mine.
I got an interview and found out the job was basically the same job I was doing at that moment in time. I never heard back from them. That started the downward spiral.
So I was talking to my husband about doing volunteer work for George. He said, "Why are you so committed to a place that didn't even give you the decency of a call after your interview? Why are you so caught up in a job you do FOR FREE when they have people who are paid to do it?" So that got me thinking... and what I was thinking about was that still lingering thought of "not good enough to work for George."
This mixed with "I have no idea what I'll do with my life... probably end up in management for some hot dog stand in the mall... how depressing." And so that became, "What's the point of living? I have no hopes and dreams anymore."
So after several months of this I was finally told to seek professional help which I did with my medical doctor and she prescribed a lot of drugs to pull me out of the spiral.
Now you know my story. I was demoted on George to a REAL volunteer position because I stopped using the internet for months on end. And if you think you know what George is I'll deny it. I do volunteer work for more than one organization, I'll just swear it's one of the other organizations. This isn't meant to condemn the organization... just to give an explanation of my medical condition. It's called Bipolar but I was cycling between depression and apathy.
Mind you, I have a history with George. I made George themed items to sell and I always got such good feedback. But apparently not good enough to be asked to work for George. So when applications were being accepted I put in mine.
I got an interview and found out the job was basically the same job I was doing at that moment in time. I never heard back from them. That started the downward spiral.
So I was talking to my husband about doing volunteer work for George. He said, "Why are you so committed to a place that didn't even give you the decency of a call after your interview? Why are you so caught up in a job you do FOR FREE when they have people who are paid to do it?" So that got me thinking... and what I was thinking about was that still lingering thought of "not good enough to work for George."
This mixed with "I have no idea what I'll do with my life... probably end up in management for some hot dog stand in the mall... how depressing." And so that became, "What's the point of living? I have no hopes and dreams anymore."
So after several months of this I was finally told to seek professional help which I did with my medical doctor and she prescribed a lot of drugs to pull me out of the spiral.
Now you know my story. I was demoted on George to a REAL volunteer position because I stopped using the internet for months on end. And if you think you know what George is I'll deny it. I do volunteer work for more than one organization, I'll just swear it's one of the other organizations. This isn't meant to condemn the organization... just to give an explanation of my medical condition. It's called Bipolar but I was cycling between depression and apathy.
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