The Faces

The Faces

Here are some of the people that have come forward already.  These are normal people that have problems just like everyone else in the world.  It may not be a broken leg that’s visible and not scary, but it’s still just another illness.

Quotes from Participants


“Being Happy and in a Good Mood are two different things.”




“Depression; it can not be disciplined away, it can not be wished away, it can not be laughed away or ignored into oblivion.”




“When you’re the only witness, it can feel very lonely”




At what age do you outgrow self-hate?

I’m still waiting….




“I’m scared that my children will suffer with depression because I believe it’s at least partially hereditary” Carrie

I was first diagnosed with depression my junior year of college when suffering from an eating disorder.  I started taking medication the fall of 1993.  I never imagined that come fall of 2014, I would still be taking medication.  I have tried 2 or 3 times to wean off of my meds.  It’s never pretty.  Last summer I was off my medicine for almost 3 months.  I wanted so badly to be able to say I didn’t need them anymore. The withdrawal from the meds reminded me of movie scenes where you see people locked up in cells trying to detox from heroine or something.  For weeks my head hurt, my stomach ached, light bothered me, and I cried a lot.  Eventually the physical withdrawal symptoms ended, but I could barely hold a conversation about the weather without bursting into tears.  I cried all the time, but I was still functional.  I don’t have the type of depression that keeps me from getting out of bed.  I do withdraw socially a bit, but not to an extreme.  It’s the crying..songs, books, commercials, movies, quotes, newspaper stories, seeing my child get on the school bus.  I couldn’t function that way anymore.  I finally gave in and went back on medication.  I suppose I will be on them for the rest of my life.  As my one friend told me, “if the doctor said you had high blood pressure and you did all the lifestyle changes but still couldn’t bring it down, you would go on high blood pressure meds and not think twice about it.” So I tried changes to help with my depression (eating well, exercising, therapy) and I still suffered.  So I went back on medication.  But it’s a lot easier to tell people you have to take high blood pressure pills than is to tell them you take anti-depressants.  I hope one day soon that changes.  I believe my depression is partially hereditary and it makes me sad to think one or more of my kids may have to suffer silently with this disease.  Let’s bring it out in the open and make it something we talk about just like we talk about diabetes, high blood pressure, and obesity.


Let’s stop shaming people and start helping them.


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