ClassyPenguin
Banned
I am a mess.
Thanks Hum, but I really don't feel they are great. As I said, I took them on the park in front of my home (from the sidewalk).Fuck me those are gorgeous pics. Wow. (tried to re link them, failed. seriously, where did you take those?)
"On my way to work". Yep. "Picture week", man.
Garden of candies?
... song break?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VAX1EkL0Mo
its a repeat probably
I am a mess.
I just want to let loose a little and just vent for a second, figured this would be the best place to try it, aye?
I don't know what's wrong with me. I live an okay life, under the radar, but I feel there's so much holding me down. I started taking antidepressants a few months ago, 10mg of lexapro, and it worked great but now I feel like I'm falling back into a depression again and I don't get why. I'm finally coming into my own and telling other people about myself, what's wrong with me and everything, and I thought it was going great. Maybe it really isn't...
I lose interest in doing the things I love, unless it really captivates me. I love watching anime and playing games, but lately I just can't get into much. The last show I was really excited for week to week was JoJo's Bizarre Adventure since it was so great and, thankfully, I've been playing Animal Crossing a whole lot. But it's still... not enough. I say I want to do things, play or watch or go somewhere, but I never get motivated to do it and then hours pass and... nothing got done. I sat at my computer. And did nothing.
I'm an emotional person, very emotional at that. Little things offend me that really shouldn't whether it be a joke or not. And then I wallow in self-pity all alone because I can't ever gather my feelings correctly and actually fucking talk to ANYONE about it. I guess the closest I get to doing that is talking to one of my best friends(on GAF, but I consider him a best friend period), Monosukoi. We share the same tastes, we have the same sense of humor, we have the same insecurities, even. We both care about each other a whole lot, and so I feel comfortable dumping my life story on him as he does to me.
But that's... just not enough. I feel there's so much more I have to be depressed about, but there's just nothing. Nothing. I sit here and get emotional over what is essentially: anxiety, stress, and out of whack emotions. Why do I just sit here, all alone, over what is basically nothing. Other people have it worse than I do. I'm just a shithead that feels bad for himself.
I don't have thoughts of suicide, so at least that's good. I realize how bad of a move that is and I know how good of a human being I am. I can't think of anyone that dislikes me, people always mention how I'm good looking, and I'm pretty smart(although lazy and unmotivated, sigh). So why do I think like this? I don't... get it.
This is a little out of character for me as well, lol. I'll go back to being chipper tomorrow, probably!
Man, Facebook can really make you depressed. Fuck happy people.
Hey GAF. I found out today I am a big time self handicapper. Well I known I am for a long time, I just didn't know there is a professional term for it. Self handicapping means sabotaging yourself or set yourself up for failure for fear of failing if you do your best. I am afraid of confirming all those bad beliefs I have about myself. This is why I procrastinate so much, this is why I spend so much time distracting myself with videogame discussions or something else instead of working on writing my thesis or trying to be more social or you know... Doing the things I feel I should be doing. Basicly I think my neurons are wired to see everything as a failure and always think should have should have should have and never congratulating myself when I actually do something good because I think of all the things I dont do.
Im sorry if this is a confusing post.
I need a friend to talk to. All my old friends who I relied on for advice when I was a teenager in high school are now married with children, church-going guys with families back in the states who live what they consider to be a "normal" life even if they are short on cash or whatever, they always talk about how happy they are. I'm not sure if they are really happy or not, but they present that front, and even if they are miserable, at least they have someone to share it with.
I don't have any "real" friends who I can spill my guts to anymore. I live in Beijing. I'm successful in my job, making a lot of money, popular with girls (too popular, in fact) but I can't stop myself from being a cheating bastard who likes to try and sleep with random trash even though I'm in a "relationship" which is really just a girl who I see on a regular basis.
I'm divorced, no children, no responsibilities in that regard, but I think that was the moment that turned my life around and sent me abroad to escape from the heartache that came along with it. It also turned me into a selfish bastard who doesn't think about other peoples feelings and I only strive for self gratification at the expense of others.
Now I'm stressed all the time. Sometimes I just sit at home with the adrenaline rushing through me, nerves and stress all bundled up together, feeling like a piece of shit. On my days off I sit at home all day doing nothing but watching TV and movies and playing games and on the internet. I have friends who I go out and drink with but I don't think of them as people who i can really open up to and spill out my innermost thoughts to. We just bullshit and have a good time and I'm thankful for them but they don't satisfy the need to open up.
The only time I can keep my mind off my misery is when I'm immersed in a show or a game or in my work. Anyway, sorry to vent here but I guess I'm depressed and have been so for a while.
Over the last few years it is getting harder and harder to have the will or desire to keep going. Then something else happens and things get worse.
Most of my life recently has been wishing everything was over.....I am getting really tired of living like this.
What's been happening?
Hey GAF. I found out today I am a big time self handicapper. Well I known I am for a long time, I just didn't know there is a professional term for it. Self handicapping means sabotaging yourself or set yourself up for failure for fear of failing if you do your best. I am afraid of confirming all those bad beliefs I have about myself. This is why I procrastinate so much, this is why I spend so much time distracting myself with videogame discussions or something else instead of working on writing my thesis or trying to be more social or you know... Doing the things I feel I should be doing. Basicly I think my neurons are wired to see everything as a failure and always think should have should have should have and never congratulating myself when I actually do something good because I think of all the things I don't do.
Im sorry if this is a confusing post.
I understand you, but can't actually relate. My case is the opposite: I have friends in real life, some close ones, but there are absolutely zero girls in my life. Wanna trade?I need a friend to talk to. All my old friends who I relied on for advice when I was a teenager in high school are now married with children, church-going guys with families back in the states who live what they consider to be a "normal" life even if they are short on cash or whatever, they always talk about how happy they are. I'm not sure if they are really happy or not, but they present that front, and even if they are miserable, at least they have someone to share it with.
I don't have any "real" friends who I can spill my guts to anymore. I live in Beijing. I'm successful in my job, making a lot of money, popular with girls (too popular, in fact) but I can't stop myself from being a cheating bastard who likes to try and sleep with random trash even though I'm in a "relationship" which is really just a girl who I see on a regular basis.
I'm divorced, no children, no responsibilities in that regard, but I think that was the moment that turned my life around and sent me abroad to escape from the heartache that came along with it. It also turned me into a selfish bastard who doesn't think about other peoples feelings and I only strive for self gratification at the expense of others.
Now I'm stressed all the time. Sometimes I just sit at home with the adrenaline rushing through me, nerves and stress all bundled up together, feeling like a piece of shit. On my days off I sit at home all day doing nothing but watching TV and movies and playing games and on the internet. I have friends who I go out and drink with but I don't think of them as people who i can really open up to and spill out my innermost thoughts to. We just bullshit and have a good time and I'm thankful for them but they don't satisfy the need to open up.
The only time I can keep my mind off my misery is when I'm immersed in a show or a game or in my work. Anyway, sorry to vent here but I guess I'm depressed and have been so for a while.
Well, this is interesting. I had no idea there was an actual term for this.
I'm constantly sabotaging myself by procrastinating, either by surfing the internet or doing household chores, which leads to lots of last second cramming.
I also wait until the last second before writing my essays. More than once I've hit the submit button minutes or even seconds away from midnight.
Fucking sucks. Ironically, my grades are still better than somewhere around half of the other students.
I feel lonely all the time, of the few friends I have left everyone is getting engaged, married, etc etc. I haven't had a relationship or any real physical contact in almost 10 years. I have a terrible self image so I just can't stand the sight of me. I am sure this projects along with my not so happy attitude I have most of the time.
My career if you even want to call that is at a dead end. I am starting to hate that with a passion as well. I used to love it, now it has become another source of not feeling good enough. I am an artist by the way.
My health is getting worse, I haven't been to the dentist in almost a decade and still have my wisdom teeth those are starting to bother me. I have an ulcer that drives my stomach mad whenever I get slightly anxious or upset which as you would image happens all the time.. Went to the eye doctor earlier this year and was told I have very bad pressure in my right eye which could lead to partial blindness. Things are getting blurry all the time in that eye now.
I live paycheck to paycheck with a good amount of debt from earlier fuck ups in my life. I am trying to fix it but when the money isn't there I feel like I am trapped in a never ending cycle.
Last year I got the closest I ever have to ending it. If it wasn't for what it would do to my family I wouldn't be here anymore. My mother lost her brother to suicide and she is fragile already I know what it would to her....
I think way to much about what people do around me and read to much into them. My one really good friend I have, I constantly think he is out to get me when somehow I know later on he is not. I don't know why I keep going back to this but it just happens. He is my roomate and watching his life go great isn't helping. He travels all the time and has a new car, girlfriend, good career and we just moved to the house he just bought. He is 2 years younger than me...meanwhile I am struggling just to pay the bills.
I just hate living like this. Basically putting up a front so that everyone thinks I am ok. Meanwhile every day I just wish I was dead.
I am sorry if this is just a huge rant and is all over the place...
A family member just posted this on Facebook.
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I screwed up everything in my life....I never asked for any of this....
It probably ain't good, healthy to blame society for my problems?
Honestly, there is some external stuff that does contribute to my depression heavily (stressing stuff, stuff i fret over because i cannot see any way to solve the problem in a manner that i find satisfactory). But it feels so easy to start blaming the system for all of my problems.
Doesn't sound healthy anyway, only cynical and bitter which may cause a negative-feedback loop, no?
EDIT my avatar is hilariously contradictory to the nature of this thread. Almost like sort of black comedy.
I never blame outside sources for my depression anymore... I always come back to believing it is all my fault. It's easier to blame myself than other people. If I try to blame other people, then I am unable to justify myself, so it's just easier to hold it all in.
Huh.
I can hate myself at times but usually even that is directed hate though, not general but about some specific, like how i handled some thing in the past (you know how depression just conjures up random memories and makes you regret them?).
But in general, i don't think my depression is my fault. I mean, how could it be? Sure, it makes me miserable, and not getting rid of it is my fault (i still haven't visited a therapist or some such despite claiming i've made up my mind about going to visit one)... but i can't bring myself to claim my depression is my fault.
Much easier to blame the system (Finland had cut psychiatric help funding when i was in elementary/middle school, so it may be very well possible the system missed that i may have had tendencies to depression), to claim it prevents me from getting anywhere (i reckon a change in my life could help my depression, or it might not), or to blame others for not noticing me, offering help. Very easy.
Rationally speaking, how the fuck would my depression be my fault? Brain-chemical-stuff, not sure how i can affect it myself. So, not my fault.
Current and past situations have contributed to my depression. So, for me, all of those past situations I should have been able to control them in some way, or I should have learned now to internalize them. I did a lot of things to myself growing up that still sort of haunt me because I did them. I was the one who isolated myself when I was a teen and all, so all of that was my fault. It's my fault that I don't have a lot of friends, am single, and am doing terrible in grad school. No one else.
Yeah... I know that feeling...
death hangs closely
Hey GAF.
So thats why I'm here, primarily coming here to vent or to ask advice or whatever.
I screwed up everything in my life....I never asked for any of this....
Yup, so much this. I used to think that the world was unfair to me. Now I know how stupid I was back then. "The world" isn't a person that can screw me over. If something bad happens to me (or something good doesn't happen) then it's all my fault, no one else to blame.I never blame outside sources for my depression anymore... I always come back to believing it is all my fault. It's easier to blame myself than other people. If I try to blame other people, then I am unable to justify myself, so it's just easier to hold it all in.
Hey GAF.
Some of you might remember me from my recent cancer thread this past year. Although, I tried to paint a courageous and often hopeful scene with my posts, things have been absolutely terrible for me lately.
Also sometimes it's just no ones fault. Not yours or anyone else. It just happens.Yup, so much this. I used to think that the world was unfair to me. Now I know how stupid I was back then. "The world" isn't a person that can screw me over. If something bad happens to me (or something good doesn't happen) then it's all my fault, no one else to blame.
From when I was out earlier this week:
Yup, so much this. I used to think that the world was unfair to me. Now I know how stupid I was back then. "The world" isn't a person that can screw me over. If something bad happens to me (or something good doesn't happen) then it's all my fault, no one else to blame.
You haven't screwed up everything hon. Keep on hanging on, remember the lows are always temporary. /hug
OMG GUYS I CAN FINALLY INTERNET AGAIN.
I don't even know if you guys miss me or notice me being gone, but I sure noticed~!
I'll be posting more in a day or so. I have to catch up with the goings-ons and wtf what happened to the GAF layout..???? Mannnnn.. I go away for a few days and all this STUFF happens.
There's more at the link: http://www.stephenfry.com/2013/06/24/only-the-lonelyBut I can still be sad. Perhaps you might go to my tumblr page and see what Bertrand Russell wrote about his abiding passions (its the last section of the page). I can be sad for the same reason he was, though I do so much less about it than that great man did. But I can be sad for personal reasons because I am often forlorn, unhappy and lonely. These are qualities all humans suffer from and do not qualify (except in their worst extremes) as mental illnesses.
Lonely? I get invitation cards through the post almost every day. I shall be in the Royal Box at Wimbledon and I have serious and generous offers from friends asking me to join them in the South of France, Italy, Sicily, South Africa, British Columbia and America this summer. I have two months to start a book before I go off to Broadway for a run of Twelfth Night there.
I can read back that last sentence and see that, bipolar or not, if Im under treatment and not actually depressed, what the fuck right do I have to be lonely, unhappy or forlorn? I dont have the right. But there again I dont have the right not to have those feelings. Feelings are not something to which one does or does not have rights.
Stephen Fry made a blogpost about his experiences with depression and suicidal thoughts. A snippet:
There's more at the link: http://www.stephenfry.com/2013/06/24/only-the-lonely
This is exactly what therapy excels at. It gives you the vocabulary and eventually leads to an understanding of these things. And once you do understand them, it becomes easier to overcome them. And so on.I wish I could explain more clearly what I want to say, but I'm less on my vocabularies.
I do remember that thread. I remember thinking that you had balls of steel. I still think that. I don't have any advice for you aside from I'm glad you're talking to someone. And us. There's a great community in this thread and I hope you stick around. We're pretty friendly.![]()
Fiction said:Man, you have been through some rough shit. And it's not all that unusual to develop something like this after a life changing event like surviving cancer. I am so happy you are seeing someone, let us know how it goes yeah? I wish I had better advice to give you, but we are here anytime you need to vent. Please feel free, or hop into chat and BS with us sometime![]()
That describes me to a T. No way of changing the negative views, or start doing something to get my life on track and stop hating myself. Whenever something makes me happy, I'm instantly reminded by my own brain that I'm a failure and I shouldn't be enjoying it, so I'm back to feeling like shit (or apathetic, though lately it's been almost exclusively the former).It sucks that despite knowing my problems with myself mostly, I don't put any effort into changing myself. I don't like myself for some reasons, and I don't get why I'm leading towards to a negative future. As if the advices I've received repels from me. It's like I have less expectations of me changing myself. I feel as if my life is about to sink to the bottom. I have no power or will to make that happen. I feel like my life is over. No matter how positive I am when I hang out with my brothers and my cousins, my negativity is just there. I wish I could explain more clearly what I want to say, but I'm less on my vocabularies.
You have the best tag on GAF. You're a strong man who has had to deal with some serious shit, and you're still here. We're here for you, so if you ever need someone to talk to, or even to vent, don't think twice and post here, or PM someone if you don't wish to make it public.Thanks guys. Hopefully I can frequent the thread more since I need as much support as I can get right now. Things just seem to be piling up on me. Upper neck pain has been giving me headaches, I've had decreased appetite ever since treatment ended, stomach issues in general, and I'm most likely having my port removal surgery this week or next. Not to mention my girl leaving me which killed a lot of the hope and courage I had.
I'm on the train right now on my longass commute. Still feeling extra shitty. I'm not too anxious right now but things can change at anytime for me.
I'm not sure if ill be able to report in after my session tonight since its at 8 and I really need to be in bed by 10 to get enough sleep, but I will at some point. Maybe over the weekend I can join in on the chat or something.