Unlike many other, I'm fortunate to know how I developed this curse. It started the summer before my senior year in high school when my parents were fighting. It became very serious and got to the point where my mother left my dad and went to India to be with her side of the family. Being the older one, I let my aunt and uncle a different state have guardianship for my brother because I didn't want him to have to experience what was going on. Eventually, I convinced my mom to come back and live with my dad, but they still fight and they to hurt each other (physically at times) frequently. I went through my senior year in high school feeling miserable and depressed but covered it all up by keeping myself extremely busy. Once I got to college, I began to feel depressed and alone in the world. I went to see a therapist and after a while discovered that what I'm going through is called Dysthymia.
I am now 20 years old and a sophomore in college. There are just too many days where I feel alone because I don't know anyone else with Dysthymia and just feel like no one knows what I'm going through. I feel hopeless and like everything I do means nothing. I have a few close relationships, but can't make/maintain other ones as well as I could before. I've told several people that I have this thing called Dysthymia and tried to explain to them what it was, but it's just so hard to explain to them exactly how it is. I'm tired of feeling so alone in this world and so I've been recently looking for different forums where people share their stories and help each other. I read a few stories today and I cried more than I could ever remember. It's helped me feel like others do understand and I'm not alone in this world. And for that...thank you everyone!