I knew I have depression for a long time. Its something that nobody wants. Having depression doesnt mean that you're mentally unsound or anything. According to research 1 in every 4 women suffering from depression and yet very few get medical help. Its not fun being depressed. All your life surrounded by darkness and all you want to do is being alone, crawl into bed, cry for no reason, see everything negatively, walk and live like a zombie. You will push all your love ones away because you have lost your way to communicate with them. Its like having a wall where you are listening but you dont know what the person is talking about and it will not reach your brains and mind.
I always ask "Why me?!" The fact that look so jovial and with a good sense of humour doesnt help much in my life. I may laugh a lot and joke around but when I am alone, I rather be alone in my own space to get some peace and quiet. I always knew I have depression but I am able to handle it. After moving to Singapore, it got worst.
The fact I missed my family (my mom especially) doesnt really help the situation. I have a life in KL and felt so stupid to throw it away and sacrifices to move to Singapore. My work isnt going well either because of the way the Company run makes everyone miserable. Turnover rate is extremely high. Waking up 5:20am every day to work isnt fun either. I kept asking myself "Why Me?!" every day I wakes up. When you come back from work, it will be sun down. You will be too tired for anything from all the mrt and bus trips you've made just to get home. Daily.
I call home daily and I cried every single damn call. I cried myself to sleep, afraid to voice out because I dont want to hurt my husband. He constantly blames himself for my unhappiness. I wish I can assures him but I cant. Because part of me blames him too.
I am so used of having my long distance relationship and now living together is like a starting point. The first month was just soooooo hard. We crossed each others path so many times. I enjoy being alone be it watching tv or reading a book. I value that space because I have gotten so used to it. Wish my dog Patches was here with me because there's only 2 of us at night. My husband and I began to argue a lot. He doesnt understand it and kept on telling me that he wish I can just be happier.
I go back to KL monthly. I feel so alive when Im home. Back to my comfy home, surrounded by friends and family. I miss my Mom a lot and her cooking as well. Time passes so fast when Im home and when it is the time to leave, I cant stop crying. Crying inside my heart. Dont dare to cry openly because it will affect him, my husband. This didnt help me because I am keep it to myself.
When I reach back to Singapore, I am a lifeless being again. Trying to find my path, my life and happiness, if possible. Along the way, some of my goodfriends made the effort to visit me. It brings me so much joy seeing them and spending time together. Just like old times........
My youngest baby brother acknowledges my situation and came over to stayed with us for 3 months. Its a boring and mundane life for him. Consist of playing ps2 or ps3 games and computer. But he kept on because he knew how much it meant to me for him being there. It really helps and I appreciates it. By having a family member around helps me to look forward to another day. Without him being here in Singapore, I think it will be worst for me.
Mom and Aunty also makes a point to visit. I always look forward to their visits all the time. Spending time with them and seeing how happy my Mom is makes me happy. Shopping, Eating, Joking around, Laughing all day long. She also take the effort to cook for her daughters and son in Singapore. Nothing bring her joy than seeing her kids eating what she have cooked.
Its hard to say goodbye. Its so hard. Seeing the person walking away from you its most painful thing to do. This also added up inside me. I resigned from the first Company that I worked in Singapore in January 2008. In a way it actually lifted up a bit of the dark heavy feelings away from me. Still I worries whether my husband would be able to sustain 2 burden (1 in Msia and 1 in Singapore). He assures me that he can handle it and we just need to conserve.
With me being jobless, I am able to spend more time back in Msia to heal my wounded heart. And I am able to spend more time with my husband and slowly develope our relationship to make the foundation stronger. We do argues and sometimes it can be nasty. Whenever we managed to build the foundation stronger, it shakes a little.
After 2 months break, I managed to find a job. But the job wasnt what I have in mind and after 1 1/2 month, Ive resigned again. Subsequently, we shifted to another apartment (which cost more) and now I am still looking for a job. When the pressure and stress of money workes up, it can shakes the relationship. With the current high cost of living, it has taken a toll on my relationship with my husband. Its always sweet and happy for the first 2 weeks of the month. When the 3rd week of the month comes, things become cloudy and by the 4th week of the month, its already darkness.
I still cries whenever I call my Mom. I know it tears her apart listening to me crying and being sad. She told me that I used to be a jovial, fierce and strong person. Where has it gone to? She told me no matter what, I still have her and Dad. I still have a family to go to. She will not let me fall no matter what it takes.
What she said was a wake up call for me. I was so clouded by darkness that I failed to see it. Thanks to friends's and familys' encouragements and advises, I am slowly coming out from the darkness. One step at a time. Its a hard and long road. When something bad happen, you will fall back and have to climb again. I guess if I dont do it, I will loose more. Depression is a disease that a person have to acknowledge and not in denial. If you keep ignoring it, it will not get better but worst.
Ive put a lot of expectation in me and constantly thinking negatively whenever I cant achieve it. My past constantly haunt me and the fact is that I was a victim doesnt really help either. The bright side is I acknowledged and want to do something for myself. I deserve to be happy!
I do not want my future children to have a depressing mother and follow the same path. I do want to be like my Mom. The best Mother anyone can hope for. Put her children and husband in front before her. Keep on giving and never expect any in return. Even though she's a housewife, she is one hell of a smart woman who's able to build her own fortune and she's so strong. She is not just my Mother, she's my bestfriend, my pillar of strength and most of all, my Angel. I dont know what I'll do without her.
Now that Im married and encountering with some problems in my marriage, Ive finally realized how lonely and tough it is for my Mom when she lost both of my grandparents so early. No one to share, Father constantly traveling, no friends to talk to and no where to go to. Whenever Father bullies her, she has no one but her kids. Stuck with a 5 kids and have to endure all the hardship and not able to do anything about it. Her life is tough. Tougher than any of us. I cry whenever I think about it. All I want is actually to give both of my parents a better life. I pray constantly for their good health and for them to be happy.
Its going to be 1 year living in Singapore. Real tough year. The worst and my lowest of all. But I realized that I am starting to fit in, a bit at a time and try to look positively in life. Ive enrolled myself to take a Diploma course. Its a start to lift my head higher.
One step at a time. I am sure I will be able to fight my demon and win one day.
God Bless.