Good evening all, I’m going to make this short and to the point. I just got home and my anxiety level is way up, more on that later. So this morning I had a house to clean which consisted of a deep clean (baseboards, windows, ceiling fans). This client calls me about 3 times a year and I make good money when she calls. So today I wanted to slap her rich ass silly, I walked in and her face is cherry red, hair looking like a mop and she was sweating. I ask her ” are you alright”, feeling a bit concern and hoping she doesn’t get sick while I’m there. Then she replied, ” I’m so stressed because I have a 150 people coming for my husbands party”. Blank stare (I have been doing this a lot)….She then pops a damn Xanax….I’m wanted to really go off on her, hell I’m cleaning the damn house, you are using caters for the food. So tell me again why the hell you are stressed? I’m just so damn dumb founded how many people take this stress thing likely. I wanted to tell her walk a damn mile in my head, she would really understand what it felt like to be stressed. A damn party???? I wish that was my biggest problem, hosting a party. Crying as I type this because I had a really rough day today and she gets to pop pills and complain about a party… This really makes me so mad, that some “rich chick” can get treatment for holiday stress and most of us can barely afford the meds and therapy. Ok, let me calm down blood pressure is up very high right now. Well I just needed t get that off my chest and remember to let people know, holiday stress comes and goes. Depression sometimes in certain people can last forever, know the damn difference…Chat soon!!!
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Welcome to BlackGirlDown! My name is Olivia Shepherd, and I am the founder of BlackGirlDown,com a blog about depression and mental illness. I started this blog in 2016 after being diagnosed with Clinical Depression and PTSD. I didn't have anybody to talk with or share my feelings with, so I decided to share my experience with you..the world!!! There is nothing like feeling alone, helpless, and unworthy in a house full of people. I still suffer and fall short more days then I like, this is why I wanted to share my journey as I go through the recovery process. With BlackGirlDown I hope to share my life experiences,,the good and the bad! I want to bring awareness to the stigma that surrounds Mental Illness in the African American community, as black women we are more likely to suffer from depression and the least to get or ask for treatment. Please follow my journey, hoping some of my words can provide a real look inside the life of a depressed black woman. Let's Chat... View all posts by blackgirldown