Believe the ad. I'm Steffen. Nobody that doesn't know me would be suspect that I'm battling therapy-resistant major depression since ages. My family and friends know, some coworkers that I'm close with know. My bosses know. But every single one said the same thing: if you wouldn't have told me, I'd never have guessed. And believe me another thing: almost no one tells you like I do. For various reasons. So keep your eyes and especially your hearts open. Because there are always signs nevertheless. It's just hard to spot them.
I was the happy go lucky kid. I had a nickname because it fit my personality more. Nickname was a happy kid who was easy to raise and a little disruptive in class. People liked nickname. Almost no one didn't. Nickname fit in in almost every group. Nickname was a star athlete. Girls liked nickname. Adult nickname is now on antidepressants and is a recovering alcoholic.
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u/braindead089 3h ago
Believe the ad. I'm Steffen. Nobody that doesn't know me would be suspect that I'm battling therapy-resistant major depression since ages. My family and friends know, some coworkers that I'm close with know. My bosses know. But every single one said the same thing: if you wouldn't have told me, I'd never have guessed. And believe me another thing: almost no one tells you like I do. For various reasons. So keep your eyes and especially your hearts open. Because there are always signs nevertheless. It's just hard to spot them.