I have suffered from depression and anxiety all my life. I have memories of unspecific worry and fear from as early as 5 years old. I didn’t know what it was then or even how to describe it. I felt completely alone, misunderstood and ostracized. As an adult, I know what to call it and can talk about it more readily, but still feel misunderstood and apart from so much of the world. I cried when I found your website and immediately shared it on my and several family member’s FB pages. I cried again when my brother called the next day and demanded I take it off his page and mine and swear to never post anything like it again. He has such a stigma about people with mental illness he can’t even bear to have an organization hoping to change that stigma mentioned on his page. *sigh*

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