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Hi, I know I´m new here and nobody knows me, sorry to annoy anyone with my problems. I just feel I need to vent a little, maybe at least typing will help a little. This might be long so I apologize in advance.
I don´t know what to do. I just feel so trapped, empty and have pretty much lost all will to anything.
I´m sometimes fine, like yesterday that I was allowed to post here (which is one of the only few sites I visit). Also, watching movies or reading helps me get going.
It´s pathetic, I feel ashamed to even attempt to type this.
To show this isn´t just recent, When I was 15yo my mom found out I was gay. My sister who was jealous of the way my mom treated me, told her I was gay. My sister looked over my things (she never respected other peoples´s belongings) and found some pics I had of guys. She told my mom without even trying to talk to me first, to make her hate me. It devastated me.
My mom, being religious and homophobic, told me repeatedly in tears and yelling that she preferred me dead than gay. She said I was not her son anymore, and lots more. I loved my mom so much, I hated myself. I had to take it back and swear that I was not gay. Surprisingly my sister didn´t continue pushing it, I guess she saw she had done enough damage. I think this is where my social phobia started (yes I have that too); I stopped going out almost completely. That was the first time I considered suicide.
About two years ago my life went down the shitter again, not that it was great, but at least I had prospect. My bf cheated on me and dumped me. He was the only relationship I have ever had (it was very short too). My mom (who in spite of everything was the person I felt the closest to in my life) passed away from a heart attack and I lost my job. So I returned home to live with my dad to give him company and finish my major, but I just ended up shutting myself from society more than ever.
I don´t talk much with my dad anymore. He doesn´t know I´m gay, if he did he wouldn´t understand either and would throw me to the street; my mom never told him of the incident when I was 15, I guess she was ashamed.
On top of that, Dad didn´t even wait a couple of moths after mom died to start dating a neighbor who is my age (26, my dad is 40 older than me). That really afected me too. The girl he is dating, and her family (who live across the street) were always mean to us and my mom. My parent´s relationship had always made me believe there might be true love in life. Now I feel he was cheating on her before she died. I swear he didn´t even wait two months.
Now, my days consist of waking up to just sit in front of the computer and eat. I have no deep relationships with anyone, at least not anymore. The only contact I have with people is when I go to college a couple of days a week, we are nice to each other, but they´re just nice people I know, not friends I can talk to. The college is in the city, 60 kilometers away from the small town I live in. I just can´t bear to be around people anymore. I feel so paranoid and anxious. I am extremely and I mean extremely self-conscious and having gain lots of weight doesn´t help.
I know all of this is just so pathetic and that I am just a parasite who should leave my dad, but I lost the will to do anything let alone get a job.
I guess if I´m honest, I should say that I... I just want to die. but I´m too much of a coward to shoot myself or anything like that. I just started taking pills. Die in quiet desperation I guess. Don´t even have money to get therapy or the guts to tell my dad to help me get therapy.
Thanks to those who read this. I´m sorry for stealing your time.
You could look really good while being refused service at convenience stores and fast food restaurants.Not in the best mood today. Yesterday I planned on getting some things done and relaxing with a book, but I just didn't get around to it. Went down to the annual Rhythm and Boom fireworks show last night, alone of course, and left after 20 minutes for feeling like a loser for being the only one there by myself. It was pretty, though....never seen a fireworks show from the other side of a lake, with the fireworks reflected over the water. Went back home and did nothing until I fell asleep.
Woke up this morning and spent an hour lying in bed wondering what reason I even have to bother getting up. I fucking hate that feeling. I'm stuck in this shit life and I see no way out.
Also, I stopped going to the gym 6 weeks ago, but still paying for my membership. I tell myself I'll start going again, so I haven't cancelled yet, but there's a part of me that keeps saying "why bother". Not like I'll be taking my shirt off for any ladies any time soon.
Not in the best mood today. Yesterday I planned on getting some things done and relaxing with a book, but I just didn't get around to it. Went down to the annual Rhythm and Boom fireworks show last night, alone of course, and left after 20 minutes for feeling like a loser for being the only one there by myself. It was pretty, though....never seen a fireworks show from the other side of a lake, with the fireworks reflected over the water. Went back home and did nothing until I fell asleep.
Woke up this morning and spent an hour lying in bed wondering what reason I even have to bother getting up. I fucking hate that feeling. I'm stuck in this shit life and I see no way out.
Also, I stopped going to the gym 6 weeks ago, but still paying for my membership. I tell myself I'll start going again, so I haven't cancelled yet, but there's a part of me that keeps saying "why bother". Not like I'll be taking my shirt off for any ladies any time soon.
People at work are starting to notice that I'm dealing with something, they say I never smile. I don't think they know I'm depressed though.
I hope I'm not pissing anybody off by just sporadically posting a few very short/succinct thoughts here and there in this thread. I talk to a few people about being depressed in real life and come here when I don't have a way to talk to them or am not comfortable in doing so for whatever reason. It's sorta like I know I need to let some thoughts out somewhere but I feel like a burden/annoyance with it most of the time. Even when I type just the shortest thought in here I always pause for a few minutes before clicking "submit reply" wondering if it's even worth it to voice it at all, and almost always end up crying. I never really used to cry because of my depression but I feel like I have been a lot lately. I dunno. Thanks for being here and reading.
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I'm constantly asked "Why are you so quiet?" at work. Do people realize how awkward a question that is to a person that's already awkward as hell? Every time someone asks me that I just feel like walking out and never coming back. It sucks to feel so isolated even when you're surrounded by people.
I'm constantly asked "Why are you so quiet?" at work. Do people realize how awkward a question that is to a person that's already awkward as hell? Every time someone asks me that I just feel like walking out and never coming back. It sucks to feel so isolated even when you're surrounded by people.
Some positivity (I hope!)
We all come here to share how miserable we are.
I mentioned a while back that I'd gone back on Citalopram in March, and I'm genuinely feeling a lot better. I still have off days but they are relatively rare and hell, normal people have off days too.
Thanks to everyone here for their advice and support. It's really nice to have somewhere to come and vent!
I hate when people ask me this. Hate it.
I'm a quiet person too. I also don't have a natural smile. When my face is relaxed it looks like I'm frowning. So when I'm working people always tell me to be happy or ask why I'm so sullen. It's equally as annoying.
I'm constantly asked "Why are you so quiet?" at work. Do people realize how awkward a question that is to a person that's already awkward as hell? Every time someone asks me that I just feel like walking out and never coming back. It sucks to feel so isolated even when you're surrounded by people.
I'm constantly asked "Why are you so quiet?" at work. Do people realize how awkward a question that is to a person that's already awkward as hell? Every time someone asks me that I just feel like walking out and never coming back. It sucks to feel so isolated even when you're surrounded by people.
This may sound tough but force yourself to make an ever so slight smile at all times. The great part is it isn't tough at all after awhile and eventually your base expression will move to neutral or smile at some point. Not only will you not get the same negative reactions anymore, but you'll feel better overall and people will respond more positively to you![]()
I think loneliness is a common trigger for a lot of us. We seek it out, even though it's ultimately destructive. I need to surround myself with people and I love life. Then I choose to hide from the world and just hate myself. I recognize a need for solitude and reflection, but I know I take it too far.
Hence the reason we should all share in here and via PMs. None of us are alone. We're connected by this disease and it gives us an immediate bond. We're not alone, and we matter to each other.
I feel like I've lost the ability to have a conversation 1 on 1 with someone without thinking I'm boring or uninteresting.
I dunno, I don't think about killing myself, but I don't really want to be alive either.
"I've been taking medication to battle clinical depression for 25 years now. I've written that sentence first mostly to get it out of the way, but also because it's taken me 25 years to write it." Jeff Green
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It seems appropriate, on the 4th of July, to remark that our (generally agreed upon) finest president almost certainly suffered from depression.
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This book argues that it actually shaped his greatness.
"I am now the most miserable man living. If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth. Whether I shall ever be better I can not tell; I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible; I must die or be better, it appears to me."
Fortunately for our country, he got better. Unfortunately for our country, he still died.
I've been out of Bromazepam for a week now and I can't sleep anymore. Shit. And no, I'm not doing it on my on, it was the treatment. But I guess it didn't work.
I love Jeff Green and that absolute golden age of 1up."I've been taking medication to battle clinical depression for 25 years now. I've written that sentence first mostly to get it out of the way, but also because it's taken me 25 years to write it." Jeff Green
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Man, been lurking in this thread for months now; you know, close to write something, but deleting it right after? Well my best wishes to you all guys, anyway.
At least reading it makes me feel like i'm less weird or alone in this; i don't even think i'm clinically depressed (i actually have no idea), but (very often now) there's that.. "wave", my breathing stops for a moment, i have to close my eyes shut, and it's weird cause it's almost random, whatever i'm doing, good or bad moment.
That sounds kinda like my anxiety attacks...heart kinda hurts for a bit, completely randomly.
I feel like I've lost the ability to have a conversation 1 on 1 with someone without thinking I'm boring or uninteresting.
I dunno, I don't think about killing myself, but I don't really want to be alive either.
I think I want to get really drunk tonight, I don't really feel like living today