I'll never get out of this...
I'll never get out of this...
Decided to finish with this CBT and return to work on Monday. i dont know it i am any better or not. Work will be hell and i will be back in my very depressive state before the end of the year. I wish i could give this "gift" of life away i am really not cut out for it. I'm just an empty loser who will continue to keep getting older it would have been better if i died young.
I can almost certainly promise you that you will. As long as you keep moving.I'll never get out of this...
I'll never get out of this...
You will. We all will. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.
i know how you feel.
I can almost certainly promise you that you will. As long as you keep moving.
I never got out of it and now im pretty sure im actually dead
my brains death giving a long dreamlike sequence of events as my consciousness fades into infinity
do you guys know what the word "never" means?
you might FEEL like you'll never get out of something, but considering the magnitude of the word never, you're probably wrong.
do you guys know what the word "never" means?
you might FEEL like you'll never get out of something, but considering the magnitude of the word never, you're probably wrong.
10+ years is a long time to have hopes of recovery
It could still get better. I started having depression around 11 years old and I'm 26 now so that's 15 years.
I remember telling my Mother around that age that I wanted to die. Not a I'm going to kill myself if I don't get my way thing. Just a calm, "Mom, I think I want to die." I can't imagine what that must have been like for her. Honestly, I feel a lot of guilt for the pain I must have put my parents through throughout the years.
The past year has been tough but its gotten better overall. I feel like shit physically practically every other day and doctors can't tell me why but I'm still not giving up.
5 years ago I went to sleep every night praying to die. Wondering why I had survived a car accident where I had purposely driven into the barrier in front of a toll booth while psychotic. I struggled with the legal ramifications of it for 3 years. I struggled with the medication I had to take because I was legally required to. I struggled with everything they told me I had to do or else I could have gone to jail. It fucking sucked. I saw no end to it in sight, i really didn't. But an end did come. 5 years later I'm off of the medication I had to take and I feel depressed every few days but I feel like I'm alive again. I feel like I was in a coma for 5 fucking years and now all I want to do is experience everything I missed.
I'm just saying, don't give up. To everyone here, don't give up. It can get better.
were you diagnosed at 11?
they normally don't give you antidepressants until you're 18, as its not safe to mess with growing human brains.
im also 26, and don't see anything improving unless the actual treatment for it changes.
You just suddenly stopped being depressed? you didn't really explain how you got out of it.
I know plenty of people who required antidepressants younger than that (15/16ish), so "normal" is pretty relative.
American doctors love to prescribe pills, or so I hear, and self medicating seems to be a real thing there.
Im saying that its not a safe practice, and it would have to be pretty severe for them to conclude that.
they told me many times of the potential problems when I first took them at 16
When my sister was diagnosed with Diabetes she fell into REALLY strong depression and had to be hospitalized (since that kinda diagnosis tends to really mess with you) and she was prescribed antidepressants when she was 16. I like to think they saved her life, since she only really was able to start dealing and getting used to the Diabetes once she'd overcome the depression. Now she's handling both very well.
EDIT: She's 20 now, still on/off on antidepressants.
One of our friends had diabetes
the type where you have to give yourself injections all the time
she reacted to it a different way and killed herself around 8 years ago
im still never sure if antidepressants are a good choice in the long run
makes me wonder how im still here
Because there's always something worth living for. Other people. Happiness. Cats.
stats said:New Zealand also ranked 3rd highest in terms of females suicide rates and was ranked highest out of all 27 countries for male suicides.
possibly also related to the high level of alcohol consumptionAs of June 2008, 26.5% of New Zealanders are obese,[1] a number only surpassed in the Anglosphere by the United States.[1][2]
I just got my first job at Macy's. My first day felt crappy because the mistakes I have made and one huge one. Even though some employees helps me, but I'm not a fast learner and I don't grasp that well. I hate being reminded from those mistake since they annoy the hell out of me. I can't even help people find what they need because I'm not used to knowing where everything is specifically. My little brother works there too, and his first day went well. He told me that he had fun. I got angry because I didn't have any fun because I didn't know how to use register that well. There is so many options. I was angry with myself yesterday and shed little tears. I keep telling myself that I'm the biggest idiot in the world. I feel like crap last week and this week. I keep feeling that my life is going to be like crap. I don't like me. That's not only it, I'm not doing well with my Visual Basic class. I can't code for sh**. I feel miserable everyday, and it's not fun.
Yeah, but the BEST STUFF is always deep down in there on the brink of the abyss! I don't know one delve's into that without being affected (starting to question the meaning of life, doubting everything you know, etc), so maybe it's inevitable.. But a lot of the time, it seems worth it to me. Maybe I got my priorities all mixed up. lolIt is a big price to pay at times, but sometimes you don't have to dwell that deep to be creative.
Combining and thinking of new ways on how things worked sometimes is enough.
I actually do that as well, when it came to writing for an old novel series. I created characters that were apart of my deepest darkest emotions or characteristics. I'm glad you like your characters you make. I don't like mine
Funny enough, you were actually close to what the music in the game is for.
I can't give out what exactly since it spoilers to people who haven't played it, but I'm surprised at your analysis! It's pretty amazing![]()
Don't you go slipping into solipsism now!I never got out of it and now im pretty sure im actually dead
my brains death giving a long dreamlike sequence of events as my consciousness fades into infinity
I always kind of say that in a resignation and as a joke. It kind of eases the burden of responsibility off of me.. the feeling that you must try to make your world perfect and happy and yourself amazing. LIFE IS HARD so it's OKAY if I can't get all of it right.Life is hard. It never pans out as we want, at least in my case.
I very much agree with this. Depression sometimes makes people go into an all-or-nothing mode. Life isn't all or nothing. It's also not a zero-sum game. There will be ups and downs and nagging doubts, but that is okay. Just keep moving and doing your best.Depression becomes overwhelming when someone thinks they have to exterminate every sign, symptom and bad feeling forever to be better- while it would be nice, it's an unfair burden for anyone to put on themselves.
Retail is kind of awful (especially for people with social anxiety), so I know how you feel.I just got my first job at Macy's. My first day felt crappy because the mistakes I have made and one huge one. Even though some employees helps me, but I'm not a fast learner and I don't grasp that well. I hate being reminded from those mistake since they annoy the hell out of me. I can't even help people find what they need because I'm not used to knowing where everything is specifically. My little brother works there too, and his first day went well. He told me that he had fun. I got angry because I didn't have any fun because I didn't know how to use register that well. There is so many options. I was angry with myself yesterday and shed little tears. I keep telling myself that I'm the biggest idiot in the world. I feel like crap last week and this week. I keep feeling that my life is going to be like crap. I don't like me. That's not only it, I'm not doing well with my Visual Basic class. I can't code for sh**. I feel miserable everyday, and it's not fun.
Hopefully you have deleted everything about your ex and stuff as a first step to stop thinking about her. The rest just needs time and new distractions, like hobbies or new girls.It feels like I've alternated between two distinct phases in my life- one where I'm actively shaping myself as a person and experiencing life, and another where I just watch everything go by me as a spectator. I'm definitely in the second one right about now.
I feel like I have absolutely no idea what the fuck im doing when it comes to my job or my schoolwork, and that I just bullshit my way through it with some degree of success. I've gone from being confident and carefree in social situations to being critical about every move I make. It seems like I'm always being talked over or I'm just listening to a conversation instead of participating in it. I cannot stop thinking about my ex, not really in the sense that I miss her but just feeling really wronged by the shit I put up with. I definitely miss being close to someone as well.
Something's gotta change, but I don't know what. I wish I could just move out already :/
were you diagnosed at 11?
they normally don't give you antidepressants until you're 18, as its not safe to mess with growing human brains.
im also 26, and don't see anything improving unless the actual treatment for it changes.
You just suddenly stopped being depressed? you didn't really explain how you got out of it.
Don't you go slipping into solipsism now!
such a good word. if yallz dont know this word go look it up right now.
I was on paxil at 11 or 12. Effexor after that. I tried out a few others too that I can't even remember because of how young I was. I was diagnosed with a some anxiety disorders at that age (separation anxiety, social anxiety) and depression. I completely stopped going to school at 13 and became home schooled. I found out I was bipolar a few months before my 21st birthday when I had a manic episode with psychotic features.
I really couldn't tell you what sparked my change, I guess I kind of just started to try the things therapists had been telling me through out the years but thought were dumb. The anxiety workbook, and CBT have helped a lot. Keeping a journal has helped me out a lot.
My anxiety is still horrible a lot of the time. I never got over my separation anxiety really, I just transferred it over from my mother to the women I get into relationships with which can be terrible. If I spend the weekend with someone I'm dating when it comes time to leave I feel incredibly depressed.
My social anxiety has gotten better but its still there, I just try to push myself through the feelings. I tell myself no one else can tell I'm panicking right now, you'll be fine, push through. I stopped putting myself down and started pushing myself up.
My depression can still hit me hard on any given day but I've learned how to bring myself out of it. I know certain things I do will push me deeper into it so I try not to do them.
such a good word. if yallz dont know this word go look it up right now.
That's pretty awesome, actually.
Too late, lolDon't you go slipping into solipsism now!
Second week of trying to give up alcohol and it's very hard going, I'm only trying to persevere because I promised my Doctor but I need something to help me cope with this reality, I need SOMETHING, it's too painful otherwise, I've never considered self harming before but I can't help feeling it would help but I know if I start it could become a habit, I think maybe drinking is a lessor evil.
There is no real help out there for stupid people like myself, if your cursed with a low IQ or poor working memory (or even both) your doomed, people don't understand how debilitating it can be, if you have a missing limb you can show someone, this is a disability. but if your able bodied, not slurring your speech or dribbling into a bib people just assume your as capable as anyone, that is BULLSHIT, not being able to understand or remember simple tasks is soul destroying, you feel trapped, when I was younger I thought what the hell I'll do a crap job, wash pots and dishes, I'll be a grafter but after 17 years I'm feeling old before my time, the pride of being a grafter only carries you so far, my back is already done in, my knees are bad at 35, I'm so bloody tired, I've tried college, I've tried adult learning, my brain just doesn't get it, I'm trapped, I've had enough, I can't take it any more, people don't understand what's it's like to be stupid.
from experience, once people have gone through psychosis to the point of needing rehabilitation (ie. myself and a bunch of people I know) they never improve, or the improvement is marginal and temporary. It may or may not be easier to do with depression alone.
Second week of trying to give up alcohol and it's very hard going, I'm only trying to persevere because I promised my Doctor but I need something to help me cope with this reality, I need SOMETHING, it's too painful otherwise, I've never considered self harming before but I can't help feeling it would help but I know if I start it could become a habit, I think maybe drinking is a lessor evil.
There is no real help out there for stupid people like myself, if your cursed with a low IQ or poor working memory (or even both) your doomed, people don't understand how debilitating it can be, if you have a missing limb you can show someone, this is a disability. but if your able bodied, not slurring your speech or dribbling into a bib people just assume your as capable as anyone, that is BULLSHIT, not being able to understand or remember simple tasks is soul destroying, you feel trapped, when I was younger I thought what the hell I'll do a crap job, wash pots and dishes, I'll be a grafter but after 17 years I'm feeling old before my time, the pride of being a grafter only carries you so far, my back is already done in, my knees are bad at 35, I'm so bloody tired, I've tried college, I've tried adult learning, my brain just doesn't get it, I'm trapped, I've had enough, I can't take it any more, people don't understand what's it's like to be stupid.
Won't apply to everyone in the thread obviously, but I found this pretty helpful
http://postmasculine.com/my-girlfriend-just-dumped-me
I think a lot of depression ends with people learning to stop being disappointed with themselves and starting to take action and change your thought process while still maintaining your own individuality.
I know two people personally who have recovered from severe depression and shit that you would never believe, both very important people in my life. They carry the experience forever, but that doesn't mean you can't live a good life regardless and you gotta remember we all have our bad shit to carry around even though it's not something you can diagnose.
I visited one of them over a year ago in a closed clinic and I can honestly say that I feared for this man's life at that moment. I'm so glad to see he's out of that place.
Won't apply to everyone in the thread obviously, but I found this pretty helpful
http://postmasculine.com/my-girlfriend-just-dumped-me
I think a lot of depression ends with people learning to stop being disappointed with themselves and starting to take action and change your thought process while still maintaining your own individuality.
This helps when you are down. This thread is for depression.Won't apply to everyone in the thread obviously, but I found this pretty helpful
http://postmasculine.com/my-girlfriend-just-dumped-me
I think a lot of depression ends with people learning to stop being disappointed with themselves and starting to take action and change your thought process while still maintaining your own individuality.
Am I the only one who gets depressed when I look at other people's facebook profile (coworkers, high school classmates, etc), and realize they have money, are dating hot girls, and have a great life at all. ?
Facebook lurking only makes me conclude that my life is utter shit.
Am I the only one who gets depressed when I look at other people's facebook profile (coworkers, high school classmates, etc), and realize they have money, are dating hot girls, and have a great life at all. ?
Facebook lurking only makes me conclude that my life is utter shit.
are you asking if you're the only guy in the world capable of jealousy?
Nope, it's not about being jealous, anyone could argue that they actually have better lives. It's a fact.
one solution would be to stop looking at facebook profiles
Nope, it's not about being jealous, anyone could argue that they actually have better lives. It's a fact.
depression is one thing
recovering from the point of hallucinating when you're sober is a bit different
Just being alive is cool, really. Being able to know what going on in the world and history and stuff is cool. I wouldn't change it for death. Granted, I let depression hit me hard sometimes, but it's all part of the ups and downs.
but we are chemically programmed to seek out the most efficient source of stimulation
watching other people roll around in that river of mental sustenance is naturally going to make you feel insufficient
If you give it too much thought it will, but why not just try to not give a fuck? I feel it works sometimes.