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My Worst Fear as a Mother

May 28, 2016

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My kids always ask me what I’m scared of the most and I’m never really sure how to answer them because I don’t want to scare them by my real fear. I usually say I’m scared of something bad happening to them. I can’t tell them the real truth that what I’m really scared of is dying and leaving them to navigate growing up without me. It’s not that I don’t think my husband would do a good job, I know he would, but I saw how hard it was for my dad to be a widowed, grieving single parent and I know what it’s like to live with two parents and then just one as my mother died when I was sixteen.

I’m afraid of leaving my kids to finish growing up without me because I know what losing my mother did to me. I fell face first into depression as a teenager and my dad didn’t have the help I needed because he was going through his own grief of losing his wife of twenty-one years. I worry about my kids falling into a teenage depression because I lived it, endured it, I lived on while it strangled me daily.

The shock of my mother’s death really never wore off. There was the daily morning stab the moment I opened my eyes forcing me to remember again and again she was now gone, that she was dead. I lost all interest in my normal teen activities she was a part of with me. I had been in dance since kindergarten, but I quit not long after she died because I saw no point in it anymore with her not there with me to help dress in dance costumes and do my hair. I stopped studying and I no longer tried in school. School was easy for me so I managed to still graduate with honors, though it was the lowest level of honors, but I didn’t care. It was too hard to care about school work with a dead mother.

I started doing many risky behaviors including going to parties and my choices became what I used to consider to be the bad choices, but again, I didn’t care. I couldn’t function as I once had and I put myself in many unsafe situations, but again, I didn’t care. I am amazed I’m still alive. I believe I am alive because of luck, and by the grace of God.

She died twenty-five years ago and I’m healthy now, but I can still easily dive into those deep, dark swirling pools that are my memories of teenage depression. I spent many hours agonizing and writing down my feelings silently screaming inside alone and tortured as no one knew what I was going through. I had friends to talk to, but no one really knew how low I was at that point in my life. I needed help and not only did I not understand that I needed help, no one noticed I needed it either, so no one helped me in the way I needed it. I didn’t care about much so I did whatever I felt at the moment and just tried to keep going. I didn’t even realize I was in a depression as a teenager until I was about nineteen and somewhere I read the signs of teenage depression; I realized that had been me for three years and at nineteen I still had many of them.

I told one trusted family member when I started to heal how I believed I had depression and she brushed me off and told me I couldn’t have been that bad. Her response confused me. I knew depression ran in my family. I thought I had figured out what was wrong with me and she told me I was wrong. I wasn’t sure how to feel, but at the time I figured she must be right and I was wrong. I did not seek help and I let go of those thoughts and kept trudging on with my life.

I was lucky because I did heal with time, but if I had gotten help I know the healing would have happened faster. I now know as an adult and a mother, I was a depressed teenager and the one person I reached out to did not validate me.

I can’t tell my kids now when they ask me what my worst fear is because I know it would scare them to think I could die. Maybe someday I will be able to tell them my worst fear, which is undoubtedly for me to die and leave them alone without me. I fear the possibility of teenage depression if I’m not here to help them. I fear they will struggle and not find help. By the grace of God, I pray nightly that my young boys never have to go through what I did without a mother as a child.

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This Her View From Home originally published article was just republished on The Mighty as well. Teen Depression is something I feel so compelled to talk about. Depression is an illness and it can be treated. It should never be ignored. I hope all who have symptoms, or even think they might have symptoms seek help.  Help is out there.

http://themighty.com/2016/05/teenage-depression-losing-my-mother-as-a-teenager/

Link to where originally published on Her View From Home is http://herviewfromhome.com/my-worst-fear-as-a-mother/

To read my other Her View From Home pieces click on this link…..http://herviewfromhome.com/author/julieh/

 

 

 

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