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Chin up, Dark. Fill this void for yourself as best you can, love yourself and someone will chime in with that before you know it.
I don't believe that 'if you don't love yourself, nobody else will'. It's a myth. You have to be loved to understand how to love.

http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/emotional-fitness/201001/you-dont-need-love-yourself-first

There is a psychological myth going around that you have to love yourself before someone else can love you. The real truth is that many people learn to love themselves by first being loved by another.

If you never had a loving family, it's more difficult to build healthy self-esteem. Appropriate affection from another person may be the magic touch you need to actually believe that you are loveable. When someone you admire gives his or her heart to you; it makes you feel cherished and in turn you learn to love yourself.

I know a number of people who were only able to develop self-love after someone who made them feel worthwhile came into their lives. For many, this love blossomed into a healthy and life long relationship. For others, it was an experience that put them on a path to finding their true purpose in life.

In many support groups one of the things that helps a person to recover is that the group loves the individual until he or she can love themselves. This is also one of the ways in which therapy helps individuals to heal from depression, loss and addiction.

On the other hand, we all know people who are in love with themselves (they're called narcissists). When someone is totally self-absorbed, he or she many not have room in their hearts to care for another human being. When looks, power or charisma begin to fade, many people with this issue find themselves very depressed and very alone.

If you put yourself before all others and ignore the needs and feelings of those closest to you, you'd better get a grip and change your behaviors before your loved ones take a hike. It's very difficult to keep giving love to someone who seldom or never returns it.

For those people who are still struggling with loving themselves, getting reassurance and support from a loving partner is very important in the healing process. Reminding someone who is struggling with self-acceptance that he or she deserves to be loved is a true gift from the heart.

If you have to continually ask your partner if he or she loves you, or if your partner is never able to take in the love you have to share, both of you may want to seek some additional support. If you let the pattern continue, your relationship will not have the strength to or ability to grow.

Trusting that you are loved may be difficult for someone who has suffered a trauma or significant loss. For those people I suggest patience and persistence. I believe that the heart only has so much room and if it's filled with hurt, there is less room for love. Love actually pushes out the sadness in our hearts, so by letting it in you not only get to feel the wonderful gift of being loved by another, you also get to release some old pain you may be holding on to.

Remember the story of the princess and the frog? We can all turn into something charming when we let ourselves be loved.
 
Finally someone gets where I'm coming from...Jeeze I thought I was going crazy.
Nope, you're not crazy. I never believed it and finally a few years ago, I came across this article which proved exactly what I thought.
 
I don't believe that 'if you don't love yourself, nobody else will'. It's a myth. You have to be loved to understand how to love.

http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/emotional-fitness/201001/you-dont-need-love-yourself-first

I see what you're getting at. Someone who's never been loved or loved too little doesn't know how to love himself. Sure. But you can't deny that people who visibly lack any love for themselves don't really inspire others to love them either.

But I must say, (assuming you're capable of loving yourself to a degree regardless of your baggage - and be honest about this) don't sell yourself short and rely solely on others. That's just too easy.
 
I see what you're getting at. Someone who's never been loved or loved too little doesn't know how to love himself. Sure. But you can't deny that people who visibly lack any love for themselves don't really inspire others to love them either.

But I must say, (assuming you're capable of loving yourself to a degree regardless of your baggage - and be honest about this) don't sell yourself short and rely solely on others. That's just too easy.
Well, I don't love myself. I despise myself, in fact. So, I guess making the assumption one has to love themselves to be loved, I'm forever alone. But again, nobody's ever really loved me so why should I even bother fooling myself, right?
 
Well, I don't love myself. I despise myself, in fact. So, I guess making the assumption one has to love themselves to be loved, I'm forever alone. But again, nobody's ever really loved me so why should I even bother fooling myself, right?

You're making this very black and white. All I'm saying is it's more likely others (mostly people who don't know you well, for whom impressions matter more) will love you if you show them you're someone who deserves love.

Is your case that bad? I find it hard to believe. No one has ever really loved you? Not your mom, a teacher, a friend, a lover?
 
I don't believe that 'if you don't love yourself, nobody else will'. It's a myth. You have to be loved to understand how to love.

http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/emotional-fitness/201001/you-dont-need-love-yourself-first

Yeah, I understand this feeling. I've had a psychologist tell me that it's perfectly okay to hate myself and want to be loved, but then I have people all around me saying "Oh, you'll find it one day." Or "You need to learn to not hate yourself before you can find a relationship. Otherwise it won't be good for you."

The whole cycle of wanting to find love, getting hurt in the process, continue to find, getting hurt again, looking yet again, and then getting hurt was a hard one...

Now I'm to the point where I am slowly losing any fucks to get about relationships and love... A person's heart can only be hurt and sliced too many times before you became callus to the whole thing and lose the ability to even bother.

I guess, though, I am my own self-fulling prophecy. I kept telling myself "No one loves me. I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life." You know what? That sort of came true. I am in a "pseudo-relationship", but given current events, it just makes me realize how much of a relationship it isn't. Now I don't even want to talk to people or get to know people out of fear of being hurt. Not to mention this raging hatred I have against the gay community and some of its practices. So, those two items combined keep cause me to stay alone and to myself.

I just need to become a loner with chihuahua and pugs. It's easier that way... Until I realize they will die one day and I will be all alone again. ;_;
 
Double penetration for the truth.

http://yourfaceismelting.blogspot.ca/2013/09/sorry.html

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So fucking true.
 
You're making this very black and white. All I'm saying is it's more likely others (mostly people who don't know you well, for whom impressions matter more) will love you if you show them you're someone who deserves love.

Is your case that bad? I find it hard to believe. No one has ever really loved you? Not your mom, a teacher, a friend, a lover?
But it is black and white to some degree. Granted, more people are willing to show love to those with self confidence. Nobody is arguing that. I'm saying what the article explains: that you can't understand how to love yourself if you don't receive that love first. Instead, most people want to put blame on those who can't find love as failing their own selves without realize why the fuck they don't love themselves in the first place. I've gone through my entire fucking life having people tell me how ugly I am, how disgusting I am, how stupid I am, how worthless I am.... I've never had one girl tell me that I was attractive unless it was to make me feel better. I actually repulse women.

And to answer your second question, I have friends. I have people who like me and who tolerate me, but not love me. I could disappear the next day and either nobody is going to care, at least for long, and some might actually find relief and happiness as a result.
 
But it is black and white to some degree. Granted, more people are willing to show love to those with self confidence. Nobody is arguing that. I'm saying what the article explains: that you can't understand how to love yourself if you don't receive that love first. Instead, most people want to put blame on those who can't find love as failing their own selves without realize why the fuck they don't love themselves in the first place. I've gone through my entire fucking life having people tell me how ugly I am, how disgusting I am, how stupid I am, how worthless I am.... I've never had one girl tell me that I was attractive unless it was to make me feel better. I actually repulse women.

Very well. If that's how life has treated you then who am I to argue. I'm sorry to hear this.

And to answer your second question, I have friends. I have people who like me and who tolerate me, but not love me. I could disappear the next day and either nobody is going to care, at least for long, and some might actually find relief and happiness as a result.

This really sounds like depression talking. But again, you seem adamant, so you'll get no argument from me.

What about faking it? Is that an impossibility too?
 
Was on Buzzfeed today.

http://www.buzzfeed.com/hnigatu/comics-that-capture-the-frustrations-of-depression

The ones that describe me are:

3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 13, 15 (Especially in grad school), 16, 18 (Though I never like to believe I am strong), 19 (I'm at the cafe right now), 20, 21
#6 mostly from later in high school up through college and the last year after.
#9 since I was about 10 years old. Though recently I've been talking to my sister more about it.
#12 is every time I'm in public. I take a look around and see people with significant others or just well adjusted outfits, haircuts, or demeanors and yep.
#13 is incredibly fickle. I feel it is so very case by case in terms of who it helps to be that way and who it hurts. "You don't understand" can become such a crutch that it doesn't help anyone. The message then loses meaning and it's just an excuse.
#14 absolutely, my sister and dad were wondering why I'm so quiet while on vacation. That I don't show excitement, or share interest in what to do. It's because I don't care, I enjoy experiencing whatever we do, and also, all the bickering of where to go and what to see and do I don't want to add to it by having my own preference.
#16 applying for jobs for me
#19 I genuinely think I'm here at this point.
 
I want to ask a question.

Does it really help to talk somebody about your problems?

I mean, lately it just feels like this weight over my shoulders and it's difficult to be depressed about it since I need to do a lot of stuff on a daily basis, but the thing is just consuming me and haven't really talk about it with anyone since it's really difficult for me to express my feelings.

Sorry for my bad english, it's not my native language.
 
It depends who you're talking to about it. If it's someone who is also struggling with their own mental issues, such as people in this thread, it can be very useful. I still feel having that connection with someone in person is more beneficial, no offense to anyone here, just the act of the interaction is much better for me personally.

I can't speak too much about professionals but someone who you respect their opinion may also help. I know a professor I love became a bit of a counselor of sorts for me in school.
 
I want to ask a question.

Does it really help to talk somebody about your problems?

I mean, lately it just feels like this weight over my shoulders and it's difficult to be depressed about it since I need to do a lot of stuff on a daily basis, but the thing is just consuming me and haven't really talk about it with anyone since it's really difficult for me to express my feelings.

Sorry for my bad english, it's not my native language.

Yes. Just talking and letting out your feelings will take at least some of the weight off your back. I know it might not seem possible now but once you've done it a few times you'll notice. Just don't hold back on expressing any of your feelings to the therapist, they've heard everything and they won't judge you.

EDIT: oops I thought you were referring to therapy. Much of the same applies to a friend though.
 
It took me 20+ minutes to write a text message to my psychologist. She responds in less than a minute. Fucking perfectionism.

Edit: Some quotes from my father's outburst on Saturday, since I don't think I have properly conveyed how bad it was.
"I'm so mad I could go smash your computer."
"Do you realize what you do to me?"
"You're driving me crazy."
"Get up and go do it." (In reference to school stuff.)
"Don't think about it, just do it."
"Punch me if you have to, because you can't hurt me any more."
"If anything happened to you, I would die."

Keep in mind that he was yelling all of this. Hugging me and crying afterwards doesn't make up for that shit. Thinking about it does not make me happy.
 
I need some advice. I've been taking Effexor for a couple months and I can no longer experience orgasms. Is there any way I can counter that effect other than quitting Effexor?
 
I need some advice. I've been taking Effexor for a couple months and I can no longer experience orgams. Is there any way I can counter that effect other than quitting Effexor?

Adding Wellbutrin might help but you should talk to your prescribing doctor first.
 
Here's a story about why you should go to the doctor for your mental health problems.

I was feeling down last week, as I briefly mentioned here. My mood was dropping, I was getting really tired, the aches and pains had gotten much worse, including a few periods in which they became intense. I worried that my miracle meds were not cutting it any more, which would be a bummer, as they've been so good otherwise, and basically side-effect free.*

To make a long story short, I have fucking Lyme disease, which basically explains everything that was happening to me - it makes you tired, depressed, sore, and generally sickly. We caught it early, I'll take some antibiotics and I should be good as gold. In the meantime, I have powerful narcotics for the really quite indescribable joint flare-ups. It's like instantly becoming 2000 years old, joint-pain-wise, or so I would imagine.

So look forward to those posts! My doc gave me some meds after my initial evaluation, as he was thinking Lyme disease then too. I handled them like a champ, in that I took like one pill and tried to read a one page post I was working on to jb1234 over mumble (thanks to him and FillerB for egging me on in this shit and possibly recording some of it. If that tape leaks, I will hunt you clowns down and kill you, ok?) After two hours, a) I was not finished reading it, as I kept getting lost in the middle of individual sentences or, occasionally, syllables, b) I had no clue what I was talking about (which is basically business as usual), and c) I may have fallen over a few times. It was pretty great.

In conclusion - see your doctor. Remember that other medical issues - hypothyroidism, lyme disease, drug reactions, can impact your mental health.

Thanks to all the well wishers as I went through the last few weeks of not feeling well.




*I swear there are people on here whose dying words, after refusing medical treatment, will be, "at least...I...didn't...have...any...side effects" *dies*
 
I scratched someone's bumper...
He seemed pissed at me..
It sucked...i couldn't help break down while the guy took my insurance information and the wife was patting me on the back while i cried...it felt horrible cause his kid was there watching me....
dad's going to kill me...fuck everything....

For what its worth Im a damned idiot behind the wheel. Not because Im not careful but because Im paranoid of everything while driving. I try to defensive drive but I have still had a few fender benders. I cant park worth a shit either.
It will be ok. accidents happen sweetie.
 
I don't believe that 'if you don't love yourself, nobody else will'. It's a myth. You have to be loved to understand how to love.

Your interpretation of the article is incorrect. It doesn't say you have to be loved to understand how to love. It just says that if you are loved then it's easier to understand how to love.

BTW, you should think about walking before you can run. Instead of trying to love yourself, start off by at least trying to like yourself, at least just little. Once you like yourself, once you have some positive feelings for yourself, it then becomes easier to cultivate feelings of love both to yourself and to others.

You could alternatively start with genuinely liking others first and wishing genuine good fortune for them and building from there.
 
I handled them like a champ, in that I took like one pill and tried to read a one page post I was working on to jb1234 over mumble (thanks to him and FillerB for egging me on in this shit and possibly recording some of it. If that tape leaks, I will hunt you clowns down and kill you, ok?) After two hours, a) I was not finished reading it, as I kept getting lost in the middle of individual sentences or, occasionally, syllables, b) I had no clue what I was talking about (which is basically business as usual), and c) I may have fallen over a few times. It was pretty great.

Yeah, I happen to have a recording of you singing our national anthem. Badly. I'm retaining it for blackmail purposes.
 
Today pretty much confirmed my thoughts that I'm not going to get anywhere. Super behind in biology, and then hung around some people in my class after the lecture to work on a lab report, and saw the amount of notes they had. "Yeah I spent the entire weekend studying. I'd get food, go back to my room and not come out for 8 hours." These are also people that want to go to medical school. I don't have that drive. I can't. My brain won't let me. I can go maybe 5 minutes before my brain shuts down and I get bored and can't concentrate on anything anymore. Nothing like how I was before. I should just give up on the dream of even possibly getting accepted into med school. I've given up on everything else already. This last thing won't make a tiny bit of a difference. Feel like just withdrawing from all my classes, sell/returning my books, and then taking a long walk into a ravine or the woods somewhere. It'd be for the best for everyone.
 
Your interpretation of the article is incorrect. It doesn't say you have to be loved to understand how to love. It just says that if you are loved then it's easier to understand how to love.

BTW, you should think about walking before you can run. Instead of trying to love yourself, start off by at least trying to like yourself, at least just little. Once you like yourself, once you have some positive feelings for yourself, it then becomes easier to cultivate feelings of love both to yourself and to others.

You could alternatively start with genuinely liking others first and wishing genuine good fortune for them and building from there.
Um, what gives you the impression I don't like others or wish good on others?
 
I would like to avoid adding more medication though. I'm reading L-tyrosine might work.

A) It's a lower dose of Wellbutrin, it's commonly used, it works well.
B) What is the difference between taking a medication and taking super-dietary levels of an amino acid? If you're worried about adverse effects and such, taking large doses of L-tyrosine, which is what you'd be talking about, can have its own unknown effects.

It's still up to you, absolutely, but you'd be using the tyrosine AS a medication. The natural world is not benign, and even things that are good for you can do weird things.
 
I never said you didn't. If you already do, then that's a headstart. But still, if you hate yourself, I doubt you're putting much energy into wishing well for others.
I don't like people, in general. I do like what few friends I have left, yes. I have one particularly great friend as a matter of fact who I spent my little vacation with.

But don't think for one minute that you can't love and respect others just because you don't love yourself. That's just b.s.

I love my friends. I hate myself. It's that simple.
 
In conclusion - see your doctor. Remember that other medical issues - hypothyroidism, lyme disease, drug reactions, can impact your mental health.

*I swear there are people on here whose dying words, after refusing medical treatment, will be, "at least...I...didn't...have...any...side effects" *dies*

This guy might be on to something.


Oh, and yeah, Lyme disease. Tough one brah.
 
Sigh, I go back to my old habits again and again. I don't know what to say. About my life, about me, about my mistakes I've made, etc. I feel like a dead man walking. In other words, I feel like my life is over. No matter what I do, nothing will change. I'm stupid enough to not even understand the consequences. I'm just lying to myself over and over again. I remember my brother saying that the more you lie, you start to believe it. It wasn't his exact words but its true judging that I'm still acting this way. I say a lot of things, and don't do it. I'm just a liar, a big fat liar. I don't like me and will never forgive myself. I'm just useless piece of waste whose wasting his life doing nothing but bad habits.
 
Given that so few have given him well-wishes (shame on you, people!), I would like to express my happiness that Bagels merely has Lyme disease and isn't in fact, dying. He would like you to believe this but it's not true.
 
I'm starting a twitter campaign to get bagels the support he needs during this tough lyme disease fiasco. Everyone tweet to me (@TheMikeDip) with your words of encouragement. So far two of bagels favourite celebrities are on board, Taylor Swift and Carley Rae Jepson. (Well, they haven't responded yet but I truly believe they will do the right thing)

Cmon guys, let's show bagels some love.

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I love you bagels, you're gonna get through this, seriously.
 
I guess mumble blew up, so in behalf of my love of Oppenheimer and his help fulfilling something I knew that I missed. That aspiration to not just be someone who knew a lot but to welcome challenge; Bagels has been there. With his book suggestions, his knowledge of spirituality and science, thanks.

I want to further myself because of you, and that just means everything.


* I will expand on my Oppenheimer love fest sometime and why American Prometheus meant the world to me, but not now.
 
I guess mumble blew up, so in behalf of my love of Oppenheimer and his help fulfilling something I knew that I missed. That aspiration to not just be someone who knew a lot but to welcome challenge; Bagels has been there. With his book suggestions, his knowledge of spirituality and science, thanks.

I want to further myself because of you, and that just means everything.


* I will expand on my Oppenheimer love fest sometime and why American Prometheus meant the world to me, but not now.

That absolutely killed me. Of all the people to receive that compliment from, I can't think of anyone it would mean more coming from than you, Classy.
 
I'm just so tired of feeling guilty or bad about everything. I miss the days where I could laugh and have fun and be carefree and not in the back of my mind think I was doing something wrong by just having fun. I stayed up late because I couldn't sleep and by the time I'm about to go to bed I've managed to upset myself for pretty much no reason. I've told myself so many times that I'm going to get through this funk that I'm in but I'm starting to wonder if this isn't the new normal for me.
 
Bagels, I was going to text you last night but got crippled with 'he's resting, you idiot, leave him the hell alone' and didn't.

I am really, really happy you have Lyme Disease. Wait. That came out wrong. Erm.

Uh, okay, I am really, really happy it's not something horribly worse! There we go. And Lyme Disease is totally treatable! And I am fascinated by it, did you get the bullseye rash too? (I doubt it since you are nearly a doctor and if you'd seen that you would have been like 'Oh, look, I have Lyme Disease.')

I hope you feel better soon, and kick it the butt. Rest and take care of yourself.
 
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