My Struggles With Depression

Holiday From Hell

- However from the minute we got on the plane it was hell , I was angry, I was frustrated , I was low , I was so upset that I couldn't explain what was going on in my head, this happened throughout the whole holiday I just couldn't lift myself up from this massive black hole that I was in. My mum thought it was just teenage hormones kicking in and mood swings which would be normal for a mother to think seeming as it was the first time I had ever acted like that. From the age of 3 though my mum had always thought I had the illness OCD(obsessive compulsive disorder) , because when we was shopping I would have to constantly stop and pull my socks up to be the same length even though they hadn't moved. I always liked things being in a certain way and I couldn't rest if they wasn't I would like my belt to be dug in to my skin so I could feel it little things which built up into a ritual and a vicious cycle which I just couldn't seem to get out of. Going back to Barbados it was a nightmare holiday to say the least! , when we got back things seem to get worse my mood got worse , my anger got a lot more aggressive , I had changed into a person that I didn't even recognise anymore.