When I called, initially I could hardly get any words out. I was crying, I mean boo hooing. At tht point I didn't care what the other person thought, as a matter of fact I was ready to go somewhere for help but didn't know where to go. I spoke to two people and ended up calming down.
It is very important to be honest with the dr or counselor. I told them everything, things I have hidden most of my life. Its the only way they can fully help us.
For me the depression has its own voice. It says things that I would never say. It suggests things that I would never do. But that voice is so loud sometimes its hard to hear past it. That means we need help so that it can't thrive. Seek counseling, friends, forums, drs anything that provides another voice for you to listen too. It helps.
Then the medicine - it helps me hear my own voice and think clearer and more rationally than without. Before my mind was racing, my voice - the depressed voice - oh my goodness - I could hardly take it. Keep reaching out, I am here and totally understand