• The Depression Chat - Symptoms, Assistance, Medicines and More.
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[QUOTE=Octave;33018916]Wikipedia does say that 60-80mg is above-therapeutic level. Maybe talk to your doctor about that? And also, how has it been, what's your experience like with it? I'm probably going back into therapy soon and I want to consider the option of taking antidepressants.[/QUOTE] it really just makes me emotionally numb
Are you guys open to talking about anxiety as well as depression? I'm not depressed but I suffer from a lot of anxiety. If not, it's cool. Just curious since I've never been in this thread. [editline]29th October 2011[/editline] o shit, nevermind, there's an anxiety thread. disregard~~
I lost my dad in October of 2007. I really loved him, he was such a smart and great guy. He knew so much about electronics. Fucking heart disease and heart attacks. I had to move to a new town, where my grandparents live, and go to a new school. I love my grandparents, and they love me too, but I just don't feel I belong in the family. I feel way to different. In 2010 I was involved in a bad car accident that pretty much has made me deathly afraid of highways. I refuse to take them, which made it hard to go see my mom or go into the other city to do anything (I live in a small town). This year my anxiety (which I have suffered from since 2009 in my freshman year, I'm a senior now) crippled me bad enough that I now take online school. Also, recently I have been craving to crossdress more than ever, I want be a girl. I want to wear all kinds of shoes, wear makeup and wigs and pretty dresses, but I feel way to nervous to mention it to my aunt who I now live with (to give my grandparents a break, they're 76 and 78). My life is just full of anxiety and depression and wanting to break free.
[QUOTE=The First 11'er;33018723]Hello Facepunch, I'm in a wormhole here. I believe I suffer from clinical depression. I'm not one of those people who just get extremely depressed and have thoughts over suicide because of a break up, it's over everything. I imagine if I don't go through life as planned I'll just commit suicide. I cry every night because I imagine how shitty my life is. I see couples holding hands and I instantly think about suicide. [b]But I don't know how to start an approach to helping this.[/b][/QUOTE] That depends how old you are. If you're an adult, make an appointment with a therapist/counsellor. If you're a minor, talk to your parents about making one for you. If they refuse, you can go through either your school counsellor or child services to get an appointment.
Facepunch, how can I stop being such a dick to people? I want to be nice, but I just feel so upset that all that comes out of me is negativity.
Suicide has been in my mind lately, I just sometimes wonder if ending it would be better. Or at least just get out of this house, since I can't meet the expectations.
Ugh I've tried to make some friends at school by getting more involved in conversations in classes and such but they all end up in awkward pauses and me saying really stupid things and the growing realization that I don't have much in common with anyone and them just plain ignoring me and I have no idea how other people do it. I've tried and I just don't mix well with other people but I need people so I don't know how to do it.
Do any of you know what the best way to treat clinical depression is?
[QUOTE=carcarcargo;33047275]Do any of you know what the best way to treat clinical depression is?[/QUOTE] It's kinda different with everyone.
[QUOTE=pie_is_good;33047902]It's kinda different with everyone.[/QUOTE] I just have a friend whos diagnosed with it, I want to find some ways to help.
Let your friend know you'll always be there for him or her. Yeah it sounds kinda cheesy but it's true. you can try to persuade your friend to seeing a professional but I dunno how he or she'll take it.
[QUOTE=MangoJuice;33044421]Facepunch, how can I stop being such a dick to people? I want to be nice, but I just feel so upset that all that comes out of me is negativity.[/QUOTE] How odd, I was thinking the same thing... I've been a dick since senior year when I realized I didn't have to be nice to people because I didn't get respect anyway. I'm so hateful now a days and it bothers me. I used to be nice to everyone but now it seems I should only care about myself.
Right, I promised myself I'd try not to post here about my dumb problems, but here I go. Here's something I wrote randomly for another forum and won't put to waste. I feel invisible, probably not in the way you do. I can talk to people, keep up conversations, but I just feel... empty. I can't stand being myself around others, so I've put on this façade of stupidity to hide what I really feel. Sometimes, I just want to scream, and let myself out, but I cannot. I don't feel safe telling others about my problems most of the time, as I'd rather hide everything with attempted humor and a carefree attitude. It works, for the most part, but it's not healthy. Because of this behavior, I have been weened off of emotional support from others. There's only two or three friends I've been able to speak about my problems with seriously, so obviously I'm an emotional wreck. I cry, a lot. You would not be able to begin to believe how horrible I feel at times, all because I'm too stupid to talk with others with the slightest hint of seriousness. I have unintentionally developed a parasitic relationship with one of my friends. I love him so much, more so than my actual parents. We talk every day, and I feel emotionally destroyed if I upset him, or vice virsa. I've even come to call him dad at times. All of my emotional troubled have ended up in his lap, and it's stressing him out in times of financial troubles, and his own emotional problems. Naturally, I feel down and out of it when he's not online. Right now, I've been sitting here for fifteen hours, hoping that he'll get online, forget his real life, his husband, and just come and talk to me. Half of the time I feel upset that he can't spend more time with me, and on the other hand I wish I didn't push my way into his everyday life. The problems I have brought upon myself have not only effected me, but now they've effected others. Friends, family... my dog. All have felt this. If you [friends I pissed off] were on here last night, you could see a fine example of that. I am not a strong willed boy. I have to hide behind petty arguments, shrouds of attitude, and absolute lies. If anyone's willing to listen, I can go more in depth about parents, financial situation, school, all the shit that's fueling my depression.
[QUOTE=carcarcargo;33047275]Do any of you know what the best way to treat clinical depression is?[/QUOTE] If it's actual clinical depression, then the treatment is a combination of therapy and medication [editline]31st October 2011[/editline] [QUOTE=milkandcooki;33052180]Right, I promised myself I'd try not to post here about my dumb problems, but here I go. Here's something I wrote randomly for another forum and won't put to waste. I feel invisible, probably not in the way you do. I can talk to people, keep up conversations, but I just feel... empty. I can't stand being myself around others, so I've put on this façade of stupidity to hide what I really feel. Sometimes, I just want to scream, and let myself out, but I cannot. I don't feel safe telling others about my problems most of the time, as I'd rather hide everything with attempted humor and a carefree attitude. It works, for the most part, but it's not healthy. Because of this behavior, I have been weened off of emotional support from others. There's only two or three friends I've been able to speak about my problems with seriously, so obviously I'm an emotional wreck. I cry, a lot. You would not be able to begin to believe how horrible I feel at times, all because I'm too stupid to talk with others with the slightest hint of seriousness. I have unintentionally developed a parasitic relationship with one of my friends. I love him so much, more so than my actual parents. We talk every day, and I feel emotionally destroyed if I upset him, or vice virsa. I've even come to call him dad at times. All of my emotional troubled have ended up in his lap, and it's stressing him out in times of financial troubles, and his own emotional problems. Naturally, I feel down and out of it when he's not online. Right now, I've been sitting here for fifteen hours, hoping that he'll get online, forget his real life, his husband, and just come and talk to me. Half of the time I feel upset that he can't spend more time with me, and on the other hand I wish I didn't push my way into his everyday life. The problems I have brought upon myself have not only effected me, but now they've effected others. Friends, family... my dog. All have felt this. If you [friends I pissed off] were on here last night, you could see a fine example of that. I am not a strong willed boy. I have to hide behind petty arguments, shrouds of attitude, and absolute lies. If anyone's willing to listen, I can go more in depth about parents, financial situation, school, all the shit that's fueling my depression.[/QUOTE] Is this the kind of thing you'd be able to show a therapist? Talking is hard, but could you print out your post and hand it to him/her? Judging by what you wrote you're extremely articulate and what you wrote here would give them more than enough information to start. And unlike talking to your friend, you wouldn't have to feel guilty about venting all your troubles with them. If you're not comfortable with that you can add me on steam and talk about stuff if you like. It's easier to talk in a more private setting.
[QUOTE=pie_is_good;33048038]Let your friend know you'll always be there for him or her. Yeah it sounds kinda cheesy but it's true. you can try to persuade your friend to seeing a professional but I dunno how he or she'll take it.[/QUOTE] He's been to therapy before from what I can tell, so far I've been trying to get him to consider meds.
I feel that I might want to have a session with a therapist because I've both recently and not so recently been having very... well... depression-like symptoms. I'm not sure if it is full-blown depression and there really is something wrong with me or if its just natural teenage angst or god knows what, but I'd rather know that I'm normal than never know whether or not something is really wrong with me. Problem is, I have never been with a therapist for anything within memory, and I don't know what to expect and I'm slightly scared. Is there anything I should know?
[QUOTE=Fhenexx;33058211]Problem is, I have never been with a therapist for anything within memory, and I don't know what to expect and I'm slightly scared. Is there anything I should know?[/QUOTE] Don't expect anything huge on the first session. He or she will introduce themselves, get your name, and maybe go over their qualifications and confidentiality laws (if not, you can take the time to ask). They'll likely ask what kinds of symptoms you're experiencing, you don't have to worry about going into your whole life story right away or anything. They'll ask about drug/alcohol use (you don't have to lie to protect yourself), family history of mental health problems, how your home/work/school life is, stuff like that. They'll likely also ask what outcome you want from your visits, if haven't already strongly implied it. You can take it as slow as you want and if you're not comfortable answering a question you can tell them that. I was surprised by how smoothly it went.
Hey FP, I've been feeling a little depressed lately, my life has been a trainwreck. My mom has been sick and never healthy since I was born, right now she needs to be in the hospital due to bronchitis, and my dad is no help either. Since I was a kid he had been drinking and doing drugs, and even though he was close to death, he started back up again. I keep wondering how I will live without my mom, and the main thought that my mind thinks is just suicide. I don't know what to do from here, I can try help, but that probably wont work.
This is going to be my Anonymous Confession. I was going to post it as a thread on an alt account, but I decided not to. Disregard the email name or whatever, I use this as an anonymous email. Please try to keep this in a different post, I need some one to help me and I think some people will read it more. I am 15 and I am a Sophmore in High School and I (think) I suffer from extreme depression. All starting last year I have thoughts throughout the day of killing myself after any little incident that has happened. I don't know what to do. I'm insecure and I think I'm a total waste of life. I'm bullied around to the point where I just want to quit life. I don't want to be put through all the troubles. I don't know what I'm going to face when I grow up. I don't want to be a homeless person on the side of the street begging for money. I want to be succesful. But I just have a feeling that I won't end up that way. I'll give you an example: today I saw a couple holding hands, just walking down the hallway and it was a very pretty girl. Now, the ordinary teenager would probably just think of it as "cute" or "sweet", but not me. This just gave me the thought of suicide. Why might you ask? Because I am worthless. I can't get a decent girlfriend or a decent anything. I do good in school but I just get so fucking unorganized and lose so much shit I just can't fucking handle it. I procrastinate like there is no tomorrow and I can't help it. I just want to die. I feel like there's nothing that should happen or will ever happen to me until I die. I can't take this. And please actually give me a response, because I need help. I don't know what to do anymore. I have video-like memory's that don't exist of me just putting a gun up to my head and pulling the trigger, just letting go of all humanity. The only thing I pretty much do is browse Facepunch anyway. I'm a waste of life. A absolute complete waste. I've never had a father. My mother is 62, and no, this is no joke. She needed help when she was 46 or whatever age she was and she went to the sperm bank and that was how I was born. I've always grown up with an old family. I've never had a dad that I could talk to or a mom I could talk to, due to her being so old. I don't feel that it's the right time to talk to her about this problem. I just need help. Another problem is that I'm extremely insecure. I have acne all over my face and no matter what I do it doesn't go away. I did the towel trick, benzoyl peroxide, proactiv, everything. And I'm afraid of scars the most. The fucking imagination of scars all over my face because I couldn't help but rubbing the pimple until it fell off. I feel like my resort is just going to suicide. What if I don't get through college like planned? Oh, suicide. What if I don't get through High School as planned? Suicide. What if I end up alone and empty when I'm only 23? Suicide. I need some fucking help. Badly. I don't know what to do anymore. I can't go out in public without worrying how I look. I can't imagine anyone thinking I look decent or even half-ugly. I'm just ugly in general in my own opinion. My reputation isn't exactly the best either. The friends I have don't even know about this. They don't think of what I go through. I get called a douche, a dick, ugly, no life, gay, ect every single motherfucking day. I get threats of people beating me up afterschool. I don't know what to do. Should I see my counselor? What do I do facepunch? This is what I sent in Anonymous Confessional. I decided to bring it to this thread.
[QUOTE=Confession;33081862] Should I see my counselor?[/QUOTE] Yes, you should.
[QUOTE=Confession;33081862]This is going to be my Anonymous Confession. I was going to post it as a thread on an alt account, but I decided not to. Disregard the email name or whatever, I use this as an anonymous email. Please try to keep this in a different post, I need some one to help me and I think some people will read it more. I am 15 and I am a Sophmore in High School and I (think) I suffer from extreme depression. All starting last year I have thoughts throughout the day of killing myself after any little incident that has happened. I don't know what to do. I'm insecure and I think I'm a total waste of life. I'm bullied around to the point where I just want to quit life. I don't want to be put through all the troubles. I don't know what I'm going to face when I grow up. I don't want to be a homeless person on the side of the street begging for money. I want to be succesful. But I just have a feeling that I won't end up that way. I'll give you an example: today I saw a couple holding hands, just walking down the hallway and it was a very pretty girl. Now, the ordinary teenager would probably just think of it as "cute" or "sweet", but not me. This just gave me the thought of suicide. Why might you ask? Because I am worthless. I can't get a decent girlfriend or a decent anything. I do good in school but I just get so fucking unorganized and lose so much shit I just can't fucking handle it. I procrastinate like there is no tomorrow and I can't help it. I just want to die. I feel like there's nothing that should happen or will ever happen to me until I die. I can't take this. And please actually give me a response, because I need help. I don't know what to do anymore. I have video-like memory's that don't exist of me just putting a gun up to my head and pulling the trigger, just letting go of all humanity. The only thing I pretty much do is browse Facepunch anyway. I'm a waste of life. A absolute complete waste. I've never had a father. My mother is 62, and no, this is no joke. She needed help when she was 46 or whatever age she was and she went to the sperm bank and that was how I was born. I've always grown up with an old family. I've never had a dad that I could talk to or a mom I could talk to, due to her being so old. I don't feel that it's the right time to talk to her about this problem. I just need help. Another problem is that I'm extremely insecure. I have acne all over my face and no matter what I do it doesn't go away. I did the towel trick, benzoyl peroxide, proactiv, everything. And I'm afraid of scars the most. The fucking imagination of scars all over my face because I couldn't help but rubbing the pimple until it fell off. I feel like my resort is just going to suicide. What if I don't get through college like planned? Oh, suicide. What if I don't get through High School as planned? Suicide. What if I end up alone and empty when I'm only 23? Suicide. I need some fucking help. Badly. I don't know what to do anymore. I can't go out in public without worrying how I look. I can't imagine anyone thinking I look decent or even half-ugly. I'm just ugly in general in my own opinion. My reputation isn't exactly the best either. The friends I have don't even know about this. They don't think of what I go through. I get called a douche, a dick, ugly, no life, gay, ect every single motherfucking day. I get threats of people beating me up afterschool. I don't know what to do. Should I see my counselor? What do I do facepunch? This is what I sent in Anonymous Confessional. I decided to bring it to this thread.[/QUOTE]Dude, you're me exactly. You have to learn to get all the fuckers who want to treat you like shit away from you. You have to become your own self-sustaining person. You are a worthy being, but you should start by going to your counselor or going to psyche.
[QUOTE=Confession;33081862] This is what I sent in Anonymous Confessional. I decided to bring it to this thread.[/QUOTE] You're in highschool, right? you have to remember it's all bullshit and almost everyone isn't worth your time. If you need to feel better , here you go, this man got me through a lot of tough days. [video=youtube;9J8fu_p1DwI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9J8fu_p1DwI[/video]
[QUOTE=noneshallpass;33098295]You're in highschool, right? you have to remember it's all bullshit and almost everyone isn't worth your time. If you need to feel better , here you go, this man got me through a lot of tough days. [video=youtube;9J8fu_p1DwI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9J8fu_p1DwI[/video][/QUOTE] the dialogue in the begging sounded like it was Obama commanding me to jump in the river.
[QUOTE=ScoutKing;33098642]the dialogue in the begging sounded like it was Obama commanding me to jump in the river.[/QUOTE] its actually from the movie "pushing tin"
[video=youtube;p4JKUFlrMYk]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4JKUFlrMYk[/video] This always helped me.
I'm never gonna get out of this depression, am I?
[QUOTE=minilandstan;33099946]I'm never gonna get out of this depression, am I?[/QUOTE] Can you explain why you feel that way?
I think every depressed person feel that way.
I feel like I get out of my depression. Then stupid shit happens. Lets put it this way: I work part time and go to school right?Some parents are happy with less infact that's some parents wet dream. I don't do the dishes once (BF3 grind time lol) parents freak out and tell me I have to start paying rent January. They treat me like a burden and when I say it I say it they try to say I am not. They obviously treat me like shit they wonder why I'm a fuck up.
[QUOTE=sp00ks;33108033]I think every depressed person feel that way.[/QUOTE] Depressed people aren't a hivemind, everyone has different feelings and beliefs and reasons for those [editline]3rd November 2011[/editline] [QUOTE=Back_Slash;33113706]I feel like I get out of my depression. Then stupid shit happens. Lets put it this way: I work part time and go to school right?Some parents are happy with less infact that's some parents wet dream. I don't do the dishes once (BF3 grind time lol) parents freak out and tell me I have to start paying rent January. They treat me like a burden and when I say it I say it they try to say I am not. They obviously treat me like shit they wonder why I'm a fuck up.[/QUOTE] well you're 22 and you have a job, why not offer to pitch in with food or utility costs instead? It's what I did to avoid having to pay them rent It works because they appreciate the gesture
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