this post was submitted on 29 Jul 2025
29 points (100.0% liked)
Dad for a Minute
662 readers
2 users here now
If you need a dad figure for help, encouragement or just a hug this is the right community for you.
Twin communities you might be interested in
- !womensstuff@piefed.blahaj.zone For Women Stuff
- !wholesome@reddthat.com For wholesome content
Rules No hate speech, discrimination, insults. Just be a nice internet user.
founded 9 months ago
MODERATORS
you are viewing a single comment's thread
view the rest of the comments
view the rest of the comments
Before I went on medication I had a lot of mental issues. I still do. They are just manageable now. I think a lot about how normal everything felt looking back on my behavior and feelings. To this day I understand intellectually how I used to struggle, but emotionally I feel like nothing has really changed. But everything changed. I am in such a better place now. It's still hard sometimes, but I am lucky to be where I am now. I know how easy it would have been to stay in that place.
I never felt like I needed medical help. I went because those close to me thought it was a good idea. It was life changing.
I'm not saying your situation is the same as mine, but I understand. I would recommend talking to a psychologist. I never thought it would change anything. I'm so grateful to have been wrong.
Can I ask how you managed to get started with getting help? I feel like it’s such a massive hill to get over to start.
Starting was both very hard and very easy. I had help from my partner, but when they would suggest things I would get defensive, even offended sometimes. I remember feeling hurt that they were pushing my problems onto someone else instead of helping me. In retrospect it was how they could help me, but at the time everything was so twisted up.
Eventually I just went along with things. Once I stopped fighting it, everything was easy. Because of weird insurance stuff I needed a referral before I could see someone. I didn't have a regular doctor. We just walked into an urgent care and said "I'm depressed and I need a referral to a psychologist." Within half an hour we had what we needed, paid our copay, and left. We set up an appointment with the doctor and just showed up together. Thankfully the hill I had to climb was of my own making. It usually is.
Once I was okay with going, everything was painless and quick from there. Things started improving, I started feeling things getting better, it was easier to stick with it.