• The Depression Chat - Symptoms, Assistance, Medicines and More.
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[QUOTE=PassingWord;30445297]Whenever I pass by a window that's decently high off the ground or a knife or something my head goes through a bunch of suicide scenarios and how very few people would care if I actually killed myself. Does anyone know how to make these impulses go away? Also, I generally have this feeling of being a failure. I have no one to talk to and I generally feel very alone. Food is starting to lose it's taste and I don't feel like doing anything anymore. The only thing that gets me by right now is music. Making it and listening to it. But even that love is slowly fading. My parents think that this is just some bullshit phase I'm going through and that I have to suck it up and push through. How the hell do I push through?[/QUOTE] This sounds like a very serious case of depression. I'd definitely see a therapist about this, because if it continues any longer or just gets worse you're probably going to do something stupid. Then again, I did go through the same thing when I was younger. I'm not going to write it off as a phase, but keep in mind that things change over time, and you will too.
[QUOTE=PrusseluskenV2;30439430][media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=06kbOfpIQbA[/media] Gets me every time I listen to it. Makes me both really sad, really happy and sort of makes me want to accomplish something big. Give it a listen. :unsmith:[/QUOTE] Reminds me a bit of coldplay, and I like it
[QUOTE=Rocko's;30444153]Depressed as usual. Im a talentless piece of shit. No one likes me except for my family. I have no friends. I have no life.. Why do i even bother continuing my life...[/QUOTE] Life is what you make of it. If you don't have friends, make some. If you don't have a life, go out and live one. Get a job, get a girlfriend, and stop thinking so little of yourself. Your worth is only determined by you, and not the people around you. You can't just sit around and expect life to fit all of it's pieces together in your lap. It's going to be hard, I know. But life takes effort.
[QUOTE=Galex7471;30452894] my anxiety was so bad that I constantly had a resting heart rate of 110 bpm.[/QUOTE] Holy fuck. Having tachycardia constantly cause of anxiety would be unbearable i would imagine.
[QUOTE=Lol-Nade;30457689]Life is what you make of it. If you don't have friends, make some. If you don't have a life, go out and live one. Get a job, get a girlfriend, and stop thinking so little of yourself. Your worth is only determined by you, and not the people around you. You can't just sit around and expect life to fit all of it's pieces together in your lap. It's going to be hard, I know. But life takes effort.[/QUOTE] I'm sorry but it seems like you have never experienced depression if your solution is to just "go out and live your life, get a girlfriend, etc". I'm sure if it was that easy we wouldn't have a need for this thread or any treatment for depression.
[QUOTE=Octave;30461928]I'm sorry but it seems like you have never experienced depression if your solution is to just "go out and live your life, get a girlfriend, etc". I'm sure if it was that easy we wouldn't have a need for this thread or any treatment for depression.[/QUOTE] Actually I've been experiencing it for the past 7 years, and as I mentioned last page I've been taking meds for it. To think you're a worthless nothing and you have no friends, is just silly. I used to feel that way, until I actually took the time to ask people out, and hung out.
[QUOTE=Lol-Nade;30468894]Actually I've been experiencing it for the past 7 years, and as I mentioned last page I've been taking meds for it. To think you're a worthless nothing and you have no friends, is just silly. I used to feel that way, until I actually took the time to ask people out, and hung out.[/QUOTE] I don't think anyone would choose to feel worthless. It's not just something you can change. Clinical depression doesn't just go away. That's not to say you can't take some steps in healing yourself, but it's a lot more complicated than how you make it out to be. Hanging out and having friends isn't the solution for everybody. If anything, that sounds like just a distraction from the real problems. If you're dependent on other people's approval of you to feel like you're worth something, you'll only be left feeling worse in the end because everything is temporary, including people, and they can't sustain your need to be accepted forever.
Then maybe the proper solution is to pop Fluvoxamine every day. That works for me.
[QUOTE=Lol-Nade;30477101]Then maybe the proper solution is to pop Fluvoxamine every day. That works for me.[/QUOTE] You will build up a tolerance in a year or two (or less) and bam, you will probably lapse into depression, cause you chose not to address what ever was causing you to be depressed, instead you popped some meds to cover it up. I think people who chose to get medicated up instead of dealing with their issues are weak.
Just got back from a mental institution for trying to OD. I lost my virginity there and it helped me a lot.
[img]http://gyazo.com/39e19f6fd5b2a761b5b243f9fb3f84fd.png[/img] [editline]15th June 2011[/editline] I feel like a terrible person just so you know
[QUOTE=PrusseluskenV2;30477751]Please elaborate[/QUOTE] I had gay sex with a hot scene kid
[QUOTE=Kyle902;30478589]I had gay sex with a hot scene kid[/QUOTE] Please elaborate some more.
[QUOTE=ScoutKing;30477331]You will build up a tolerance in a year or two (or less) and bam, you will probably lapse into depression, cause you chose not to address what ever was causing you to be depressed, instead you popped some meds to cover it up. I think people who chose to get medicated up instead of dealing with their issues are weak.[/QUOTE] Actually I've been on them for 7 years, and I've been perfectly fine. I even did a bit of a comparison test by getting off the drugs for a year, and I noticed I got significantly worse. Yes there are side effects, but only for the first week or so. I just got over my side effects recently, actually. But I agree, pills aren't for everybody. These things are the only things that keep me sane.
I think I'm posting in the right section. But Someone help me. But first some background info(kind of important): I work at a restaurant/dock bar thing. I just got out of high school.(whhoooooooo) Parents are kicking me out or making me pay rent my 18th birthday. The shrink says I can't take meds because they fear it will increase the suicidal thoughts I already have. I have fun working and everything I love the staff and shit, I'm cool with the management. But as of late I've felt strung out, I only worked 11 days these past 2 weeks(I for some reason only work 2 this week), like I can't do anything I doomed to be a fuck up. I'm taking community college courses next year cause I can't afford a university for network administration. I felt like I'm stuck already, my 'friends' never want to hang out. They always make excuses or have something to do. I try to be nice to people but people just spit on me it feels like. My love life is no where I just end up in the friend zone, recently I've been talking to a girl but it's hard to actually to meet her in person because she lives far away. I just overall feel useless. Like everyone is trying to get rid of me.
[QUOTE=Lol-Nade;30482595]Actually I've been on them for 7 years, and I've been perfectly fine. I even did a bit of a comparison test by getting off the drugs for a year, and I noticed I got significantly worse. Yes there are side effects, but only for the first week or so. I just got over my side effects recently, actually. But I agree, pills aren't for everybody. These things are the only things that keep me sane.[/QUOTE] You sound disturbingly dependent on them. What makes you depressed in the first place though?
[QUOTE=ScoutKing;30482647]You sound disturbingly dependent on them. What makes you depressed in the first place though?[/QUOTE] I don't know. I found out recently from my mother that I was a serious mental case as a child. Violent, self-inflicting, and anti-social. I was almost put into an institution before they decided to try this drug. A lot to take in, if you ask me. Everything was apparently repressed before I started taking the pills. I don't even remember my childhood.
With all due respect, I'm going to pop in and say a big [b]fuck you[/b] to Lol-Nade and acting as if it's easy to get rid of depression. Just because medication worked for them doesn't mean it works for everybody. Also, [b]how dare you[/b] call us silly for thinking we're worthless even though we can't help it.
Any one :/ Please?
[QUOTE=Jookia;30483581]With all due respect, I'm going to pop in and say a big [b]fuck you[/b] to Lol-Nade and acting as if it's easy to get rid of depression. Just because medication worked for them doesn't mean it works for everybody. Also, [b]how dare you[/b] call us silly for thinking we're worthless even though we can't help it.[/QUOTE] Yeah I agree screw that asshole
First of all, it does ABSOLUTELY no good when people come in here and tell us how easy it is to get rid of depression. If you don't have serious advice or a need for said advice, then there's no reason to be in here, especially if you're bragging about not having either of the two previous things. Also, I asked out a sophomore today. And by asked out I mean asked her to ice cream which probably means just a friendly thing to her. Despite that, I (outgoing senior here) feel like a total creep.
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[QUOTE=Lol-Nade;30457689]Life is what you make of it. If you don't have friends, make some. If you don't have a life, go out and live one. Get a job, get a girlfriend, and stop thinking so little of yourself. Your worth is only determined by you, and not the people around you. You can't just sit around and expect life to fit all of it's pieces together in your lap. It's going to be hard, I know. But life takes effort.[/QUOTE] lol it's not that simple
[QUOTE=JDK721;30484917]lol it's not that simple[/QUOTE] Yeah I figured.
I was put on ADHD pills at the age of 5 because I was hyper. I was prescribed double the dosage at age 7. At age 10 they gave me 'better' pills at age 11 dosage was doubled. And at age 15 I moved to my dad's house instead of living with my mom. My dad took me off the pills and it fucked me up. I had a hard time focusing, sleeping, I felt tired and lazy all the time I went from weighing 160 to 210 in under 3 months. I alienated my self from people I found it hard to communicate with people. I felt paranoid. And developed the habits of constantly checking my watch and constantly looking behind me even when I'm in a room by myself. When something terrible happens I hold back my feelings until something triggers me into remembering every terrible thing that's ever happened to me for example, watching my friend getting hit by a train or my mom dying. My little moments like that happen at least once a month. And when it does happen I feel sick and sometimes vomit because of the mental images. I think that if that dumbass doctor never said I had ADHD and never gave me pills I might be a little bit more normal today.
[QUOTE=Donutsalad;30486270]I was put on ADHD pills at the age of 5 because I was hyper. I was prescribed double the dosage at age 7. At age 10 they gave me 'better' pills at age 11 dosage was doubled. And at age 15 I moved to my dad's house instead of living with my mom. My dad took me off the pills and it fucked me up. I had a hard time focusing, sleeping, I felt tired and lazy all the time I went from weighing 160 to 210 in under 3 months. I alienated my self from people I found it hard to communicate with people. I felt paranoid. And developed the habits of constantly checking my watch and constantly looking behind me even when I'm in a room by myself. When something terrible happens I hold back my feelings until something triggers me into remembering every terrible thing that's ever happened to me for example, watching my friend getting hit by a train or my mom dying. My little moments like that happen at least once a month. And when it does happen I feel sick and sometimes vomit because of the mental images. I think that if that dumbass doctor never said I had ADHD and never gave me pills I might be a little bit more normal today.[/QUOTE] Chin up. You have a military license. Something I am jealous of.
[QUOTE=Galex7471;30452894]As soon as you start to have a panic attack, go sit somewhere quiet and concentrate as hard as you can on your breathing and your heart rate (put your fingers on your neck or your wrist). As much as you can, take slow, deep, even breaths from your belly. This will be hard at first, but you'll start to calm down and your heart rate will start to decrease. What I found especially helpful with this was biofeedback therapy: my anxiety was so bad that I constantly had a resting heart rate of 110 bpm and after doing it several days a week for about a month, we were able to get it down to about 88 bpm. I highly suggest it. Another thing you can do is visual imagery. The image that I use is I am a stick of butter on the beach. As I take deep breaths and I imagine the sun melting the butter, I watch the edges soften and melt. Doing this allows you to concentrate on that rather than what is causing your anxiety and you should feel tension and anxiety leaving your body and mind as the butter melts. I've never managed to get the stick of butter to completely melt (or even melt halfway for that matter) but it does help me and a lot of other people. In extreme cases where I feel like I'm going insane from a panic attack, I pinch myself really hard (hard enough that I leave marks) to bring myself back to reality. Some people keep rubber bands on their wrists that they snap to literally "snap" themselves back to reality, but I've never found that to work for me. A third thing to do is to identify exactly what is causing your anxiety beyond just places you feel uncomfortable. Are you scared of being trapped in an unfamiliar place? I had that fear and I rectify it by keeping my cell phone fully charged and in my pocket so I can always call for help. Do you have a bunch of little fears that seem to accumulate? I find those the easiest to deal with since you can find a crutch for each one till you're able to stand on your own. Everyone has crutches that they use to deal with situations, it's simply a matter of finding an effective one for you. There are also other things that you can do to reduce your overall anxiety, which helps lessens severe anxiety, or at least helps you prepare for it. I personally knit, suck on mints or chew mint flavored gum, and try to engage in deep breathing with visual imagery at least once a day. It really helps. It would probably be good to talk to a doctor about this. I found therapy taught me invaluable coping skills and there are some pretty helpful medicines out there if you want to go that route.[/QUOTE] I tried all these and I still have the panic attacks. My brain just doesn't seem to give a fuck about any "techniques" to cure the panic when I go into this state. I just start flipping the fuck out in my mind and nothing can help unless I leave the immediate area where I'm feeling it. This is so fucking bad. I can't deal with this stupid shit any more. I always have some sort of stupid problem or something that is wrong with me. This is so dreadful and debilitating. I feel like never leaving my house cause of it, but I have to fight because I can't be a shut in. But it's so... so scary. No one understands really.
[QUOTE=MedicmanV500;30513005]I tried all these and I still have the panic attacks. My brain just doesn't seem to give a fuck about any "techniques" to cure the panic when I go into this state. I just start flipping the fuck out in my mind and nothing can help unless I leave the immediate area where I'm feeling it. This is so fucking bad. I can't deal with this stupid shit any more. I always have some sort of stupid problem or something that is wrong with me. This is so dreadful and debilitating. I feel like never leaving my house cause of it, but I have to fight because I can't be a shut in. But it's so... so scary. No one understands really.[/QUOTE] I understand what you mean. I get panic attacks from time to time, and I know how it feels. It's just an inexplicable rush of complete fear and you're almost out of your mind with it. You start shaking and sweating and you think dying would be better than that. That's how I feel, anyway. It's hard to know how to handle it. There are always people that are willing to offer support, but they usually don't understand. Sometimes they touch me in a way that's supposed to be soothing but it only makes it worse. Being stared at or talked to aggravates it too sometimes. It helps me to get away from everyone and lay on the floor. Stretch out, relax my muscles, and tell myself panic attacks never last long and that the feeling of complete terror is just temporary. Pacing and taking deep breaths helps me too. You sound a little agoraphobic if you're afraid to leave the house sometimes. Venture out slowly, staying in town so that you know you can go home quickly if you just can't handle it. If you're out and you start to feel like you're going to have a panic attack, go to the bathroom and for a few minutes let yourself release some stress and anxiety you might have and try to relax. If you can't, go home and try again another day. Gradually, being in public will become more of a regular thing in your mind, and hopefully it will become easier.
I don't know what to do, or say. So I told you all about one of my friend's who is now going to a therapist and is feeling generally better. She isn't anorexic anymore, she's eating, most of all she's relatively happy. I've been following her on her Tumblr for awhile and she makes this long, drawn out post about her friend inviting her to go to Bible Camp. I don't mind that, really, I don't. I may be atheist or agnostic depending on the day you ask me, but I don't care if you worship fucking Allah as long as you're happy. At this Bible Camp thing she said she re-established her faith in God. Once again, no problem there. But then she goes on and on talking about how she returned to Church, youth groups, etc. And she went Wednesday night, and wanted to officially re-accept God into her heart. She thinks she can take on the world now, she's stronger because all she did was say a few "magic words." I just want to tell her so bad that what she just described were her [i]believing[/i] in herself, but I also don't want to start a big religious fight and end up severring all ties with her/making her depressed again. I just don't want her to fall into a fucking God-fearing, Jesus-knows-all, Christian-type. And from what she described, it sounds like she's heading down that path. I just don't know any light way to put what I just described into words.
[QUOTE=Octave;30461928]I'm sorry but it seems like you have never experienced depression if your solution is to just "go out and live your life, get a girlfriend, etc". I'm sure if it was that easy we wouldn't have a need for this thread or any treatment for depression.[/QUOTE] Lol-nade does have a point. His point however is extremely over stated. One cannot "simply get over depression'. BUT relying on yourself to effect your moods helps a lot. More than you might think. Now I wasn't specifically diagnosed with depression, because I never tried to get it diagnosed. But after seeing my father live with it my whole life and taking psychological courses, in which we studied it, I can say I did have depression. For a while, (well a while for me seeing as I lived the rest of my life emotionally fine) about 2 and a half years. Starting a year ago my depression went downhill fast. While I was never suicidal, I did have the thoughts that precede suicidal thoughts. (I'm worthless. What do I have to give. Who would miss me etc...) I wasn't about to get medicine, I saw how they messed with my father. So I dealt with it. By doing nothing really, just trying to keep my mind occupied with things while I sat there sad, uninterested in everything. I hated life. Nothing brought me joy, or happiness. I did not enjoy anyone's company. New movies and games might as well have been really expensive paperweights to me. I felt so lonely. And I just became so tired. So tired of being so sad. Tired of not liking anything. Tired of not liking anyone. I was exhausted of being depressed. So I [U]forced[/U] myself to take interest in small things. I forced myself to savor a small sugary snack, as silly as it sounds. I forced myself to laugh at dumb jokes from dumb movies. I forced myself to take interest in the dramas I watch on television. You're probably thinking "you can't force yourself to like things". While that may seem true, and at first I literally was just forcing myself to pretend. I eventually started to enjoy a nice snack, a good cup of coffee, a funny show. Small stuff. It took a long time, but I genuinely enjoyed them. Which was the first time in a while. They themselves were small. But from there I started to enjoy more. Slowly growing my "collection" of enjoyable activities. Now every day, I wake up and choose one of those activities. That's not to say I don't get bored. Now when I'm bored, instead of sitting there sad, I sit there trying to think of something else to do. I believe my depression was instigated by tragic events, but sustained by a chemical imbalance. And now I'm out of it, simply by forcing myself to enjoy little things. And growing from there. Do I think that will work for everyone? I don't know. Everybody is different. Do I think I cured myself? No. An hour before I wrote this I thought of something that really had to do with my depression and literally withing a second I went from smiling (just finished laughing and joking with my friend) to a very bad mood. It took one second. I hit the proverbial emergency brake in my head. I told myself I can't continue where my head was taking me. I reminded myself how horrible it was to live like that. Thankfully I was able to pull myself out of the bad mood, which would have escalated to another bout of depression. (I believe) So it's no cure. But thanks to that type of thinking, I am about to go and rent a nice movie and enjoy some delicious mexican food. I want to state that my life situation has not changed in about a year, so it wasn't my surrounding that helped me. I actually lost friends and found out I'm probably moving away from my only current friends next year, in the last couple of month. Yet I was still able to accomplish what I did. So I encourage anyone who has depression. Be tired. Be tired of being sad. Be sick and tired of not being able to enjoy anything. [U]Want[/U] to be happy. Be tired of not being happy. Then [B]force[/B] yourself to enjoy little things. If it doesn't work, go smaller. Buy yourself a bag of individually wrapped candy. A kind that you like. Then eat one, but savor it. Allow yourself only one per day. Look forward to that piece when you go to sleep the night before. Look forward to it when you wake up, and for the rest of the day until you can sit down, kick back and enjoy that single piece of candy. It might seem silly, but you will eventually start to [U]genuinely[/U] enjoy that candy. From there, work bigger. It will take time and effort, but if it works, it will be well worth it.
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