As the title states, this is my first post. I don’t even know what  to say except that life feels meaningless.
If I wasn’t such a chicken shit I’d probably have offed myself back in college, but I’ve always been too scared to do it.
My depression started like a spiderweb crack– at first, it was isolated, but now it has spread and I feel like I bring misery to everyone who loves me. I lose everyone who gets close to me because they meet me and I seem so great and bubbly and fun to be with, and then they slowly have to watch me sink into despair. And who can blame them? Nobody wants to see the one they love wither away before their eyes, so why should they want to stay by my side and help me in my time of need?
I have a job that I love and I’m so sad all the time that I can barely get out of bed to even go to work. I’ll probably get fired for that one of these days, and then I’ll really have a reason to off myself. I have a boyfriend I love but I can see him getting more and more frustrated with my mood swings… tonight he just up and left because he couldn’t deal with it. My last boyfriend left after 5 years together because of my downward spiral. I have loving parents, but they’re just as crazy as I am so even though they mean well, I feel like I can’t place any more burden upon them and I mostly keep this part of me isolated from them at all costs.
Anyone here know the Peter Gabriel song “Here Comes the Flood”? That song plays over and over in my head when I’m like this. I feel the kind of hopelessness and despair that a normal person would only experience if they had recently lost their whole family. Except I just feel that way all the time for no good reason. I’ve tried meds, but nothing works.
So I feel like… things won’t get better because things are already great. It’s me who is the problem, not my circumstances. And barring some miracle I don’t know what will bring me out of this.
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I was always the problem too with all of my friends. Everybody was really great and friendly but I could tell they didn’t want to hang out around me because I was so gloomy around them. I don’t know what you’ve gone through but just know there are friends who have gone through what you’ve gone through and have pushed through the pain. As much as it hurt me before I know now that life isn’t meaningless. And neither is yours.
I’m going to guess your about 24 or 25, what I say is this, you state you have tried meds, sometimes they don’t work especially if we don’t take them right, or when we feel it not working, don’t tell the doctors, or we are taking other chemicals such as alcohol or other types of drugs. The consumtion of alcohol is the biggest reason of all that our meds don’t work. I’m not saying you are drinking or using I’m just putting that out there for anyone who may read this. Somtimes it may take a year or two to get that right combination or dosage, its a merry go round and it sucks, yet with time you may find more relief than you expect. There is no magic pill that will fix us, out thinking, or anything else that the human minds can beat us up with.
If you have a history of pot, psycadelics, extasy, opiods, speed these are all drugs even though we may not be using them now, the effects of past usage are damaged recptors, serotonin, and other brain functions. This is a fact for many humans, some people just seem to go on with life with no consequences from these activities. I was depressed before I ever took the first drink (at 7 yrs) and my first drug usage began at 10 all the way thru till 32 years, then a 4 year break in AA, then multiple relapse’s, just came off of a 8 weeks run back in Febuary to May.
I started taking prozac after 14 years off of it, that and lamictal together have me feeling the best I’v felt in years. Just because I feel good does not mean I don’t think about suicide everyday. In fact I am in a serious situation that may require me to end my life. Don’t ask. So even though I feel great, I can still end my life on a logical basis. I don’t want to yet thats what will probably happen.
So go back to a shrink and get back on some meds, tell them the seriousness of how you feel. They will really attempt to help you.
I don’t know if your a religious person or even spiritual, ……… I can say this, ever see those bumper stickers that say; Prayer Changes Things ? All the praying in the world can’t do me any good at this point, yet for years in AA I prayed, my sponsor was an athiest and he would ask me if I prayed today. Prayer changes the person thats doing the praying, yet most people do not know how to pray. I would suggest reading Sermon On The Mount by Emmet Fox, 1920’s I think. He disects the messege of Christ into everyday average persons understanding and it isn’t the meesege thats from a pulpit.
I just talk to God when I prayed just like I’m talking to a friend in person, choose a god or a power greater then you that is bigger than your problems, or anyway you want to understand a god, its all up to you, the realm of the spirit is all inclusive, never exclusive, anyone who earnest searchs will find.
There are natural ways to ward off depression, one is to come here and share your thoughts. Find some trustworthy closed mouth people to spill this stuff out. I would go as far to suggest even though you aren’t an alcoholic, to go to some open meetings (they are open to non alcoholics to see what a spiritual life is about and how we get there from where we are at) go to at least 15, you don’t have to speak at all, if called on just say your name and your a vistor. AA has helped millions of people out of deep depression, yet I’m only suggesting you go there because its free, and the best darn mental help there is, no one is in control, there are no grand po pa’s.
I hope you find a way past this, heck, start running, jogging, going to a gym, etc, they are all great ways to get the seritonin and dopamine levels up, they are the chemicals that make us feel good, kinda like sex, the chemicals are released and we feel better.
Hello,
I go through a similar thing. I start of exuberant and bubbly, and then when I start to get close to someone, I withdraw and stop being fun. I don’t have a solution. I have an idea for a solution, but I don’t know if it’s working.
Basically, it goes like this: no matter how old we are, we’re capable of learning not to touch stuff that hurts us, or how different types of toilet flushes work. It stands to reason that we’re also capable of learning different actions that we can do to make things a bit better (e.g., retreating instead of brooding in front of people, something I just did today). I don’t know if I can ever learn enough of these actions to BE a different person, but I’m trying.
“So I feel like… things won’t get better because things are already great. It’s me who is the problem, not my circumstances. ”
Those words resonate with me. Don’t give up.