I was depressed for over 20 years and didn’t even know it. I knew I was hurt, I knew I was in pain, I knew I hated my life, but I didn’t know I was depressed.
I did a great job covering up my feelings by self-medicating; I would drink to “feel” something different because I was so unhappy and felt so powerless.
I drank to dance, to laugh, to escape into an alternate universe and eventually I started drinking at work to endure the grueling 12-hour midnight shifts.
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