Asian and depressed but can't speak about it

Sorry you're feeling like this. Its sad unfortunately that people still get judged for having struggles with MH when it's so common. What I've realised is not everyone is going to be supportive regardless of wether they're "family or friends" and sometimes as upsetting as it is we just need to look for that support elsewhere. Depending on who I'm speaking to, I do feel heard but it's taken a while to get there and work on not feeling ashamed about it. Also different communities have different views on MH and some people just aren't ready to hear about it, even if you want them to. And some people who have never experienced MH just don't understand it and therefore judge. The first step is finding friends or a community where you do feel heard and supported, either local groups of other mums also experiencing the same or online like here. Feel free to reach out anytime if you want to talk 💜

I’m Filipino and 5m PP! And yes! I am able to open up about my depression! I have one cousin that’s really good on checking up on me! My parents know they never judge but they’re not as open about it! And I get it though same as my siblings and some other cousins, we don’t talk about it, we only talk about happy moments for the most part but they know what I’m going through, coz I think they don’t know what to say or do! My friends know and I share with them also my thoughts on a daily basis! I should say I’m getting better at it! The more people I shared it to the more offered helped I got from friends and family! You can share some with me if you like. ❤️❤️❤️

I'm Cambodian and my parents knew I was depressed prior to me having my baby. I was on a self healing journey after a rough break up with my narcissistic ex and when I left my toxic job. Both happened at 2 different times of my life. My parents didn't physically comfort me but my mom did come stay with me after I told her I was feeling suicidal to keep an eye on me. When I was living with my parents, I was in therapy and my parents knew. Never asked questions or anything but I can tell them I'm depressed. I used to wonder if they cared but now, I don't since I'm more self aware that I need to take care of me and I don't need anyone's validation other than my own.