Hello. I’m Becky, 24 and this is my story.
In 2011 I suddenly lost my grandma. This majorly affected me, and it wasn’t under a couple of years later I realised it was this which trigger the start of my depression. I had CBT and then I had medication. I had major ups and downs in these years, struggling with self harm, depression and eating.
Support was crucial for me …
I found better support from new friends, and met my then boyfriend (now fiancé) in 2014 who changed everything for me. In 2015 I reached a year self harm free, but near the end of the year I went through a bad patch. I found out I was pregnant and stopped my anti-depressants. I had a miscarriage at 11 weeks in June 2015, it was an incredibly hard time, which still affects me to this day. The ordeal and the process after has left its mark on me. I went back on anti-depressants afterwards, and my dose got doubled in December 2015. I moved out with my fiancé in February 2016. I had lots of ups and down whilst being in our flat due to being alone and him working away.
I hit rock bottom…
My mental state through the year got a lot worse, everything got too much. I was majorly struggling with suicidal thoughts, self harm and turning to alcohol. In December 2016 I took an overdose, was in hospital for the weekend on a drip.
I got help, and have never looked back …
After this, to keep myself safe I moved back in with my parents with my fiancé. I had counselling this year and have not been on any medication. I started a new diet which changed my lifestyle, I started an exercise class and lost 2 stone. I have also found out that I’m pregnant, and all is fine with the scan. It is crazy looking back on this time last year that I was in such a bad mental state that I took an overdose, and this year I am healthier and happier and I’m growing a little human!
