Merely me, First of all this was a great idea, Lyra and Izzy, youre so brave and open to have shared with Merely Me and the rest of us. My Gawd, you both had things in your childhood, feelings, experiences that were akin to my own. It was good to read, I felt sad of course but somehow, I dont feel so alone, I realise we are all part of a Group of people with this Depression. What came across to me in both was the resilience, and the awful suffering that is Depression and the added 'bonus'that other illnesses and dis -eases dont have, thats Stigma and misinformation and people thinking were losers.
Many thanks Izzy,Lyra and Merely Me.
I personally loved doing these interviews and to get to know Izzy and Lyra better. The twenties can be such a difficult time...you are forging your way through finding a job.. trying to make friends... dealing with school. I feel that my twenties were one of my more turbulent decades.
Thanks again Izzy and Lyra for doing these interviews...you are both fantastic and such an asset to this site.
I can relate in that I found the teen age years to be the hardest of my life, anyway and I think many do find that to be true. In a way, there is hope in that. Especially if young people just entering the fight for definement (I made up a word, I like doing that) and direction read these two remarkable accounts.
I'm very happy Izzy and Lyrastorm came here. They have added a pleasing dimension to the discourse and need to believe they are two eloquent survivors of those trying years. I thought parts were so similar, yet with differences as one would expect and I find them both to be very attractive people.
Some think those early years are the best of their lives, and we all wish it were true, and we all wish we knew why they weren't. Rather, we know why, we just don't know really know why.
Thank you both for putting yourself out there and thank you Merely Me for forming such good questions and compiling this interview; for creating it. All three of you are remarkable human beings. This is a nice place to be.
Thanks to Izzy and Lyra for being willing to tell your stories. I think you both have a lot of insight into your depression - a lot more than I did at your age. That's half the battle. I can really relate with the difficulty in going to school and with working, particularly. It's hard at a young age to feel confident about anything when you're depressed - heck, it's hard even when you're not! It's good to have you on this site!
Thank you Izzy and Lyrastorm for sharing your stories. First, I would like to say that as I have read posts here for the last month or more I've noticed you are regular participants. I had no idea of your ages, but supposed you to be mid-lifers. You each have come a long way in handling the beast of depression. Thanks again.
I'd just like to say that thanks isn't necessary as this is part of what being in this community is about, helping one another 
I was only too happy to share my story, and feel like if my words have touched even one person and reminded them that this beast of depression can be overruled than it was worth it!
Fondest Blessings to All
Izzy
If there one thing that I have learned from teenage years is that it is completely hell. You think that you know who your true friends are and then they find a way to completely betray you. I know exactly how that is like about the dating thing. Friends who I thought were close to me set something up on the internet and I actually thought it was a real girl. I was so embarrassed and absolutely hated myself for falling for it. I felt extremely betrayed by the people that I thought were my friends. To make matters worse the entire school found out about it and I was harassed even more than I already was. High School was Hell
Thanks so much for sharing your lives. I am 32 and I have been undiagnosed all my life, yet my doctors have put me on many medications to try to straighten out problems they say I don't have. I can remember as a child getting so angry at people or situations that I would actually hit myself to relieve the pain I felt (muscles would tense up) I was constantly hiding bruises on my body, that I had given myself, so people would not mistake me as being an abused child. I felt more like a sick child, and that was becuase as a baby I had undergone heart surgery and I was always wishing that I would have died in surgery, I can remember as early as age 6 wishing that I had died in surgery.
I can totally relate to what you both said about having friends and going out. I have no friends still, because I just don't really know how to interact or what to say to other people, I screen all my calls, because I am afraid to have any amount of silence in a phone conversation, so I have to plan out my conversation before I call that person back, and I havent worked since 2004. I often go into moods where I am scared to leave the house (for no apparent reason) I find being alone very comforting, and get easily annoyed at my 2 kids when they get upset with me for not wanting to be social, with parents or school functions. I was lucky enough to find a wonderful man who loves me just the way I am, but since he is gone all week (truck driver) I feel that is why he can tolerate me. We have been together since I was 15 and he was 17, and we didnt start getting along so well, until he started being gone alot. I am just one of those people that needs my space, and doesn't like feeling smothered.
I am currently on meds for bipolar, panic attacks, general depression, and high blood pressure. But I still have awful mood swings, and go undiagnosed. I tried to get on disability but was denied because of the doc that disablilty sent me to. He knew me all of 10 minutes and said I had nothing wrong with me. I told him if I was faced with going back to work, I would most likely hurt myself, so that I would not hurt someone else, because it doesn't take much to set me off, especially if you are someone I don't know or care about. He said since I had never seen any phsycatrists or had any past treatments (like being in the hospital for something mental related) that there was nothing wrong with me. But I have always as you said, "been good at acting", and I think alot of people who have mental problems are good at acting like nothing is wrong. I just never told anyone how I felt day after day, because I was afraid that they wouldnt love me if they knew how I was, that I wished I was dead, and beat myself because I was in pain, and didnt want to socialize because I was afraid of what other people thought of me.
I also blame myself for my son's illness he is 12 and at about age 6 I started seeing myself in him, and I realized that he was suffering the same way I did. I took him to his doctor, who had him tested and we found out that he has ADHD combined type, and bipolar on top of that. He is medicated, but I still see him go through some of what I go through everyday, and he is like you both described in your stories.
One thing that gives me strength to go on is to see that beautiful child every day, I want him to know I am here for him, and will try my best to help him through life and that I understand every feeling he has whether it makes sense to him or not, because sometimes feelings dont make any sense. I am just glad that mental disorders are being talked about and dealt with now, instead of being swept under the carpet, because I would not want him to ever have to go through what either of you or myself went through, alone. Which is exactly how I felt all my childhood and even now sometimes. I will always fight for him and make sure he has the doctors and medications he needs to help him better deal with his disorders. And I hope any parent who sees this kind of behavior in their child no matter what age they are, gets their child help, even if their child is in their 20's.
I am so glad that you both had the strength enough to share your stories and again thank you so much
No i disagree,
War is hell,life is hell.
I say my life turn into war about 1998.
I never win.
I always losing
Tired of losing
Jon
What happened in 1998 Jon?
I had anal sex with an abusive kid.I basically said use me.
Get it over with he did.
And i said goodbye.
He left the pain stayed.
WAR!!! i hate it
Jon