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neojubei

Will drop pants for Sony.
Go for a walk with some good music instead. Don't choose to remain fat. There's nothing genetic forcing you to order 2 pizzas. I've seen your pic, lose some weight and you'd look fine, not ugly.

First be happy that you are in the gym. Secondly while you are in the gym it is very easy to get discouraged but always and I mean always remember this... Everyone started somewhere. Years back that same mexican good looking guy could have been a skinny/fat depressed guy that looked at other guys like you look at him.

Again, its good that you are in the gym. Also remember time flies and when are working the entire time, in 3 months you will see progress.. 6 months even more progress.. Have tunnel vision man... Best of luck to you.

Not going to the gym today. work sucked and i want to avoid that guy if even for a day. sigh.


I just failed at a presentation today. I had prepared it very well but I'm so bad ans stupid that I couldn't do it ok.

I failed all my public speaking presentations in college. I always got worked up on people looking at my fat.
 
Oh man, coming off Prozac and getting on Wellbutrin is--excuse the lowbrow vernacular--weird as fuck.

I feel exhausted but wide awake, both energetic and happy BUT ALSO contemplative and morose!

I went from sleeping all day to being awake to the point that my body gave up the need to blink.

My new psych said I would feel really shitty for a week, but I didn't expect this!

Edit: I swear... my teeth fucking hurt and it's gotta be because of this. I think my brain is just firing off random feelings and sensations because it doesn't know what else to do with itself.
 

Jimothy

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I've started to use exercise as an almost self-punishment. Like, when I'm out bike riding and see a big hill, I force myself to ride out of spite for myself even though when I get to the top my heart feels like it's going to explode. This is probably a fucked up way at looking at exercise, but it's been working so far to help me push myself past my usual comfort-zone.
 

Iph

Banned
I've started to use exercise as an almost self-punishment. Like, when I'm out bike riding and see a big hill, I force myself to ride out of spite for myself even though when I get to the top my heart feels like it's going to explode. This is probably a fucked up way at looking at exercise, but it's been working so far to help me push myself past my usual comfort-zone.

As long as you're not hurting yourself it's the best way to get your metabolism up and it makes you feel (mentally) great after (aside from pain).
 
I'm in high school, grade 12/senior year. I don't have any friends or anyone to rely on/confide in that I personally know, and even if people claim to be my "friends" they often just exclude me from anything/forget I exist until they need something or they see me in class. Since my depression became severe, my school related performance has dropped significantly; concentrating on work takes all the energy out of me, and even then, my concentration is terrible. I'm attending therapy, but I don't find it helpful, at all. Whatever. I don't plan on sticking around in life for much longer, so nothing matters anymore. At the very least, I won't be missed.

Not true at all... People will miss you on this very thread.
 

Kwixotik

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When I'm depressed, there's a place I always go to walk and sit. It's a public place, but I usually go at like 4am so there's no one there. Tonight I went at 10:30 and while I was sitting there two girls ran up to it acting giggly and stuff. It was surreal to have "my place" encroached on like that. I'm not mad or anything, it's a public place. It was just weird.
 
When I'm depressed, there's a place I always go to walk and sit. It's a public place, but I usually go at like 4am so there's no one there. Tonight I went at 10:30 and while I was sitting there two girls ran up to it acting giggly and stuff. It was surreal to have "my place" encroached on like that. I'm not mad or anything, it's a public place. It was just weird.

There's an abandoned amusement park not too far from here that closed down about ten years ago. It was called Splendid China and its beautiful. Its got giant Buddha statues and a (small) replica of the great wall. There are pagodas everywhere and decaying buildings. Next to it is a large mesa where you can see the whole thing. I like to go there and think.. and blaze.
 

Collete

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What's the chat? I wanna go
here:
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ADDRESS:
http://chat.mibbit.com

1. CONNECT: leave the server dropdown on mibbit

2. NICK: choose whatever nickname you want
(although if you want to reserve a nickname for yourself only, there are other steps you can take. I used this guide because it was easiest, even though we're not really in the mozilla servers: https://wiki.mozilla.org/IRC
If you want to change your nickname at any time, type "/nick NAMEYOUWANT" )

3. CHANNEL: "#depression_gaf depressionsucks"
(type in all the stuff in the quotation marks. #depression_gaf is the channel, and the depressionsucks part is the password to enter into the room)

4. Press the "CONNECT" button~!
(tabs on the top will display the different channels or private chats you are in.
 

RionaaM

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Collete

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Is the site not loading for anyone else?

I don't know but I gave up. It's fine....It doesn't matter anymore....not for me.

shut up you don't know me. don't tell me i'm not being serious. maybe if i post more linkin park songs you won't fucking judge me.

...Please tell me you're not trying to mock people? If it is, you have no place here. Unless you're actually in need of help, that is definitely not the way to go out of it.
 

Windam

Scaley member
I don't know but I gave up. It's fine....It doesn't matter anymore....not for me.

Same boat... nothing matters in the end if you're just going to die someday. If you're suffering, I don't get why you should have to prolong it. But that's just me (and I see the glass as half empty, pessimist yada yada).
 

RionaaM

Unconfirmed Member
shut up you don't know me. don't tell me i'm not being serious. maybe if i post more linkin park songs you won't fucking judge me.
I wasn't telling you that, I was asking because you already came to troll this thread once. Now I am telling you that you're not being serious.

I don't know but I gave up. It's fine....It doesn't matter anymore....not for me.
Please don't say these things, Oomi. Don't give up the fight.

Here's a little song I'd like you to hear: "It's gonna get better" - Genesis. Yes, it's too cliché now. I don't know if things are gonna get better. I don't. But I believe it's worth it to keep living and see if they do. And if, in the end, you still think the message is bullshit, at least you have listened to a good song :)

Same boat... nothing matters in the end if you're just going to die someday. If you're suffering, I don't get why you should have to prolong it. But that's just me (and I see the glass as half empty, pessimist yada yada).
Same thing I said to Oomi: to find out if the suffering ever stops. To see if you discover something you end up liking, if your life starts getting better somewhere down the line. To be honest, I'm skeptical myself, but I don't want to give up. We shouldn't let this fucking depression win.
 

SoilBreak

Banned
23 y/o, living with my dad, having to endure his aggressive drunken verbal abuse most nights. How pathetic.

I want to move out but I can't just up and go. Takes time, hate this.

Going through a similar situation like this with my mother.

It's so frustrating and stressful most of the time.
 

KevinCow

Banned
I bought a homeless guy lunch the other day. He asked for change and I offered to get him something from Subway instead.

I didn't do it because I wanted to feel good about myself. I just did it because he looked hungry.

I should feel good about myself when I do things like that, though, right? But I don't. I can easily think up a dozen things I've done that I'm ashamed of and beat myself up over them and make myself feel miserable, but I'm unable to do the opposite with the good things I've done.

I don't understand why.
 

zoukka

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I bought a homeless guy lunch the other day. He asked for change and I offered to get him something from Subway instead.

I didn't do it because I wanted to feel good about myself. I just did it because he looked hungry.

I should feel good about myself when I do things like that, though, right? But I don't. I can easily think up a dozen things I've done that I'm ashamed of and beat myself up over them and make myself feel miserable, but I'm unable to do the opposite with the good things I've done.

I don't understand why.

Poor self-esteem and overly critical attitude towards oneself. I know the feel because I deal with it myself.
 

Piano

Banned
I'm in high school, grade 12/senior year. I don't have any friends or anyone to rely on/confide in that I personally know, and even if people claim to be my "friends" they often just exclude me from anything/forget I exist until they need something or they see me in class. Since my depression became severe, my school related performance has dropped significantly; concentrating on work takes all the energy out of me, and even then, my concentration is terrible. I'm attending therapy, but I don't find it helpful, at all. Whatever. I don't plan on sticking around in life for much longer, so nothing matters anymore. At the very least, I won't be missed.

I will miss you. I absolutely will.

I want to post in here more often. I'll get back to it soon. My job has been absolutely destroying my desire to engage in much of anything recently. I'm quitting in a week. Girlfriend and parents have noticed me getting distant and sad.

I've found some new mindfulness and meditation techniques and books that I want to share. But I pulled a muscle in my left hand and can only type with one right now. So...not now.

I love you all.
 

Bagels

You got Moxie, kid!
I will miss you. I absolutely will.

I want to post in here more often. I'll get back to it soon. My job has been absolutely destroying my desire to engage in much of anything recently. I'm quitting in a week. Girlfriend and parents have noticed me getting distant and sad.

I've found some new mindfulness and meditation techniques and books that I want to share. But I pulled a muscle in my left hand and can only type with one right now. So...not now.

I love you all.

But you love some of us more than others, right? Right?!
 

Feep

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I'm in high school, grade 12/senior year. I don't have any friends or anyone to rely on/confide in that I personally know, and even if people claim to be my "friends" they often just exclude me from anything/forget I exist until they need something or they see me in class. Since my depression became severe, my school related performance has dropped significantly; concentrating on work takes all the energy out of me, and even then, my concentration is terrible. I'm attending therapy, but I don't find it helpful, at all. Whatever. I don't plan on sticking around in life for much longer, so nothing matters anymore. At the very least, I won't be missed.
You've likely heard this before, but at least give life-post-high-school a shot. High school is such a universally shitty place that it becomes a literal insult from one adult to another: "What is this, high school?"

Hang in there. I mean, the Oculus Rift is coming soon! That's way too awesome to miss.
 

Windam

Scaley member
Waking up with anxiety is always fun, right? Today will suck. I'm off school and I guess I should try to do some calculus work, but I don't understand it. *sigh* Another day of not bring productive and feeling like crap, yay!

You've likely heard this before, but at least give life-post-high-school a shot. High school is such a universally shitty place that it becomes a literal insult from one adult to another: "What is this, high school?"

Hang in there. I mean, the Oculus Rift is coming soon! That's way too awesome to miss.

If Oculus Rift will be the future of gaming, I wouldn't mind missing it. Personally I think it looks stupid.
 

0xCA2

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Dear Neo Gaffe Depression Thread,


Part of my psychology project involves me surveying a bunch of people, like going up to them and asking them to do a survey. I am very shy, awkward and socially inept, therefore this isn't going well ( either because of my procrastination or awkwardness when asking, people saying no, etc). I have to survey 50 people, I've only got like 11 done and I just don't have the strength to continue.

My question: How would you all go about faking this? The survey is in the form of a piece of paper that people have to do, all of which have to be turned in with a psychological paper. please help.

Love,
Antroid
 
Dear Neo Gaffe Depression Thread,


Part of my psychology project involves me surveying a bunch of people, like going up to them and asking them to do a survey. I am very shy, awkward and socially inept, therefore this isn't going well ( either because of my procrastination or awkwardness when asking, people saying no, etc). I have to survey 50 people, I've only got like 11 done and I just don't have the strength to continue.

My question: How would you all go about faking this? The survey is in the form of a piece of paper that people have to do, all of which have to be turned in with a psychological paper. please help.

Love,
Antroid

Don't fake it!

One of my best experiences were all those things in my Psychology undergraduate that forced me to fight my shyness. I too was (and am) very shy, but having to do oral presentations, patient interviews, and surveys made me a stronger person. I know every man is an island, but I am 99% confident that you will be much better if you try this!
it may not be be easy and it may not get easy for a while, but you owe yourself a shot!
 
Dear Neo Gaffe Depression Thread,


Part of my psychology project involves me surveying a bunch of people, like going up to them and asking them to do a survey. I am very shy, awkward and socially inept, therefore this isn't going well ( either because of my procrastination or awkwardness when asking, people saying no, etc). I have to survey 50 people, I've only got like 11 done and I just don't have the strength to continue.

My question: How would you all go about faking this? The survey is in the form of a piece of paper that people have to do, all of which have to be turned in with a psychological paper. please help.

Love,
Antroid

Don't fake it! Does it have to be filled out by hand? If not, I'll do your survey.
 

0xCA2

Member
Don't fake it!

One of my best experiences were all those things in my Psychology undergraduate that forced me to fight my shyness. I too was (and am) very shy, but having to do oral presentations, patient interviews, and surveys made me a stronger person. I know every man is an island, but I am 99% confident that you will be much better if you try this!
it may not be be easy and it may not get easy for a while, but you owe yourself a shot!

Thanks for the reply. I am aware that I could grow if I pushed through this, but I really just need to get this done so I can focus on other stuff. I have a couple others papers due in the next few weeks. I was planning on having everyone surveyed by Saturday... didn't quite work out like that lol. If I had the time to progress in small bits I'd totally approach it like that.
Don't fake it! Does it have to be filled out by hand? If not, I'll do your survey.
It does, but that information would be more accurate than if I just faked it.
 

Windam

Scaley member
I'm so anxious I feel like I'm going to be sick. I don't even have anything to be anxious about. What the fuck is wrong with me?
 

0xCA2

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Okay, so I worked up the courage to ask another group of people. They declined, of course.

I think I'm realizing that I just painted myself into a corner by choosing a topic that I liked, that many people hate (math). The survey is about how people perceive their math skills, eventually leading to a paper that talks about differences between men and women in that area. Those who would want to talk about it would dilute the survey ( I.e. people who like math). Those who don't obviously will opt to not take it. I feel like I'm fucked. I don't have the strength to do this as much times to get the results I need.

Fake edit: luckily, just talked to teacher and she said I don't have to do college students and I can also have others hand them out for me. Saved.
 

Cosmic Bus

pristine morning snow
I've spent most of the past two weeks just laying in bed and can't figure out what initiative it's going to take for me to start caring about anything again.
 

daripad

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I'm so anxious I feel like I'm going to be sick. I don't even have anything to be anxious about. What the fuck is wrong with me?

School?

I've spent most of the past two weeks just laying in bed and can't figure out what initiative it's going to take for me to start caring about anything again.
Come on! You can go forward. I know you can. Think about your possibilities and plan your next moves.
 

Mal'ice

Neo Member
I've spent most of the past two weeks just laying in bed and can't figure out what initiative it's going to take for me to start caring about anything again.

Man, I know the felling all too well. It really sucks..I lost more than one job because of it. (That and alcohol, which I don't take anymore)

Used to take anti-depressant (Effexor) but didn't do much. Then my doctor prescribed me some Methylphenidate (Ritalin) and, HOLY shit, the difference is huge. I have much less problem with procrastination and doing stuff I don't feel like doing. More motivation overall.

I don't want to sound like a pill pusher but the difference it made for me is incredible. Medication is not for everyone but it can help, you just have to find the right one.
 

Cosmic Bus

pristine morning snow
Medication isn't a viable option for me, unfortunately. That's pretty much why my depression has been such an on-going problem for nearly 20 years.

I lost my job recently (laid off) and finished school back in March, so I don't have many reasons to get out of bed right now. I just eat and eat and eat and sleep.
 

Windam

Scaley member

I'm not at school today, but I don't know. That could be it, but it doesn't seem likely. Just woke up anxious, and the anxiety is still here with me 5 hours later. It's really getting in the way of my concentration (attempting to do some calculus work... it's no use).
 

Ryck

Member
Wow, never really looked through this thread until today. I recently have been suffering through some kind of weird depression. My wife is finishing up her masters to be a therapist and somehow along the way the stuff she learned and we talked about caused a lot of buried things I had inside to come to the surface. I had a very thick layer of denial and I don't know exactly why but it disappeared and it caused my life to basically flip upside down.

It was like my entire way of being has shifted and I am outside of myself, seeing myself for the first time. One would think that having to be honest with yourself would be a really good thing and I think maybe in the long run it will be but right now I am struggling to put myself back together, I am not sure what makes me happy anymore as I realize I was never really happy before, I was only convincing myself I was.

I still have happy moments but the swings are really intense and when I get down I get really down. Over the last year or so I have become much less social than I ever have been in my entire life. I am bordering on reclusive these days as I find social interaction difficult, tedious and unenjoyable.

My wife highlighted a part of the book she is currently reading and it struck a major chord with me and my recent struggles.

“For several years, I had been bored. Not a whining, restless child's boredom (although I was not above that) but a dense blanketing malaise. It seemed to me that there was nothing new to be discovered ever again. Our society was utterly, ruinously derivative (although the word derivative as a criticism is itself derivative). We were the first human beings who would never see see anything for the first time. We stare at the wonders of the world, dull-eyed, underwhelmed. Mona Lisa, the Pyramids, the Empire State Building. Jungle animals on attack, ancient icebergs collapsing, volcanoes erupting. I can't recall a single amazing thing I have seen firsthand that I didn't immediately reference to a movie or TV show. A commercial. You know the awful singsong of blase: Seeeen it. I've literally seen it all, and the worst thing, the thing that makes me want to blow my brains out, is: The secondhand experience is always better. The image is crisper, the view is keener, the camera angle and soundtrack manipulate my emotions in a way reality really can't anymore. I don't know that we are actually human at this point, those of us who are like most of us, who grew up with TV and movies and now the Internet. If we are betrayed, we know the words to say; when a loved one dies, we know the words to say. If we want to play the stud or the smart-ass or the fool, we know the words to say. We are all working from the same dog-eared scripted.
It's a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless automat of characters.
And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls.
It had gotten to the point where it seemed like nothing matters, because I'm not a real person and neither is anyone else.
I would have done anything to feel real again.”

Mostly the latter part, I just don't feel like anything is real... I feel like my entire life is lacking substance and I don't have the slightest clue on how to fix it or what to do.

Anyway sorry for the ramble but I don't really have anyone to talk to about it besides my wife and since she is a therapist she usually tries to help me more than listen to me ( which isn't her fault I realize she feels guilty but I would rather face a horrible truth than live a lie)
 

Prez

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I've spent most of the past two weeks just laying in bed and can't figure out what initiative it's going to take for me to start caring about anything again.

Same here. I have classes again next week though, but it's extremely exhausting. I have no energy at all and anything I try to do completely drains me.

I think I do have plenty of energy though but my depression and anxiety are taking up all of it.

I really need to start taking medication (quit taking Zoloft a year ago) and I want to try Paxil but I have to wait at least two weeks to get an appointment with a psychiatrist. I still have a month's worth of Zoloft from last year, could I start taking that for a few weeks and then immediately switch to Paxil?
 

Collete

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Same boat... nothing matters in the end if you're just going to die someday. If you're suffering, I don't get why you should have to prolong it. But that's just me (and I see the glass as half empty, pessimist yada yada).

Why would I even bother staying right now then?...
 
Okay, so I worked up the courage to ask another group of people. They declined, of course.

I think I'm realizing that I just painted myself into a corner by choosing a topic that I liked, that many people hate (math). The survey is about how people perceive their math skills, eventually leading to a paper that talks about differences between men and women in that area. Those who would want to talk about it would dilute the survey ( I.e. people who like math). Those who don't obviously will opt to not take it. I feel like I'm fucked. I don't have the strength to do this as much times to get the results I need.

Fake edit: luckily, just talked to teacher and she said I don't have to do college students and I can also have others hand them out for me. Saved.

Alright! Crisis averted! Good luck in your studies, my undergrad and masters were the most stressful parts of my life. But also indubitably the most rewarding ones.
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QzcpUdBw7gs

This song gives me back strange memories. Bad, traumatic memories... It's been 13 years and is still on my mind sometimes. I guess being victim of child rape continuously for months never goes away from your mind, no matter the time passed. I still have flashs... and I'm taking an AD for PTSD (sertraline).
 
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