If I Remember Correctly...and I think I do, it started when I was 11 years old. I remember feeling so empty and listless, and crazy, too. Paranoid...mumbling voices and classical music in the distance, but in my head. So sad for no reason. I remember curling up in the fetal position in my bedroom floor, like those bugs that curl up when threatened...wanting to disappear into myself.
I first went to the doctor about it when I was 15. I told her I was depressed and she wrinkled her nose a bit and winced, and said, "Depressed?" as if I was a child telling her I'd wet the bed.