If I think back, the heavy and empty feeling was already there when I was around 11 years old. I remember walking home with a classmate after school. I said something like, "Even if we study really hard and get the best grades, life still feels meaningless." He didn’t get it. He said, “If you don’t study, you won’t even have that meaningless life.”
Strangely, I had the best grades in my life back then. I even ranked number one out of hundreds of students. But inside, I felt nothing. I didn’t know what the point of anything was. That empty, tired feeling came and went over the years.
In 2015, I came back to Germany after a tough time abroad. I felt defeated and tired. Still, I planned a trip around Europe with a family member. I showed up, smiled in photos, tried to keep going. But I didn’t laugh once on that trip. Everything felt heavy, like I just had to survive the days.
Depression is strange. On the outside, you may look okay. But inside, it’s painful. Even people close to you might not notice what you’re going through.
The trip ended with a big fight. We said we would never travel together again.
When you’re depressed, you think maybe quitting your job will help — but you’re not better without a job. You think maybe leaving a relationship will help — but being alone doesn’t fix it either. You think sleeping all day will help — but you don’t wake up feeling more alive.
Everything just feels exhausting. You get upset easily. You try different methods — exercise, breathing, journaling — but nothing seems to work. You’re just trying to survive.
I remember, when the sun went down each day, I would feel a wave of anxiety coming in. I was afraid of the long night ahead.
Back then, I didn’t know about hypnosis. I also didn’t realize that I actually needed some external help and it could have been so easy— someone to reach out a hand and help me speed up the healing before I could truly handle it myself.
What I did have were a lot of lucid dreams. Those dreams gently guided me toward the light — and later, toward hypnosis. Hypnosis became the tool that helped me shift fully. It supported my healing deeply and completely, and slowly brought me into a totally different state of being.
During that time, I found meditation and lucid dreaming. These became little windows of peace in my otherwise restless nights. They didn’t fix everything, but they helped me breathe.
In 2017, I got into a legal fight with roommates. It pushed me into another deep depression. This time, it showed up in my body too — I had many symptoms, and they got worse each day. I often cried for hours.
One day, someone asked me what kind of job I wanted. I said, “I don’t care. I won’t keep it anyway.” She told me I sounded negative. That made me realize how many dark thoughts I had all the time — self-blame, guilt, shame, anger.
Sometimes I would remember an embarrassing moment from years ago — like something really small — and suddenly say something out loud, even if I was alone. My mind was always spinning.
I stopped seeing people. I didn’t reply to texts. I didn’t open letters. I had no energy for anything. I just wished for one normal day, a day that didn’t feel so heavy and painful.
I hit a really low point. I didn’t know if I could keep going. I started to say out loud: “I want to live. I want to live.” And the more I said it, the stronger the wish became.
I bought some books about depression. Some of them said dancing could help — because it’s physical, social, and lifts your mood. It sounded impossible, but I gave it a try.
At first, going to dance classes was really hard. I felt like I was in a different world from the others in the room. But I kept going — 3 or 4 times a week. Slowly, I started to enjoy it.
I was lucky to be in Berlin, where there are many options. I was also lucky to be accepted into a project at the Freie Universität’s psychotherapy clinic. I got 7 months of therapy with a great therapist, Dr. Troesken.
When the 7 months ended, I felt lighter. Life started to feel easier again. I could function. I even found a job that felt like a dream at the time.
Looking back, I’m still thankful for all the help and little signs of hope that showed up back then.
The last time was when my child was born, and I was constantly on the edge of postpatum depression. But till then, I have already collected so many tools, resources, people, exercises, that I can come back very easily already. Now after I have done so many hypnotherapy sessions, not only I know hypnotherapy is extremly effective with depression even if you are in a bottom state, but I believe we can all live without depression tendency at all again.
If you’re struggling right now, please know — just because nothing works today doesn’t mean nothing will ever help. Healing isn’t always fast or loud, it comes in layers. And there is always always hope. Don't believe in others when they tell you, there is no total 100% heal, there is.
Keep going. Keep saying you want to live. One small step at a time.