I’ve got to agree with Vacated Happiness. I’ve been thrown out of my family for being depressed (stigma, you know), and I no longer seem to have any friends–even tried to invite myself along to a movie tomorrow and was rebuffed (or rather, VERY ignored). So while I”m not wild about myself, I think I care more about myself than anyone else.
Honestly, you may feel that you guys don’t have people that care about you. That’s how depression works. But out of the billions of people in the world, I doubt that there is not one person that does care, or would care. A good friend of mine on this website passed away thinking he didn’t have many people that cared, and there are people all over the WORLD crying over him and doing things to promote suicide awareness because of their loss. Trust me, people care, you just don’t know it
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Really? These people seem pretty elusive… I think I’d be aware of them because they’d be the only person that seemed to care about me.
They all pretend to care. I honestly am alone.
Because some people do care. We all have bad days.
I’ve got to agree with Vacated Happiness. I’ve been thrown out of my family for being depressed (stigma, you know), and I no longer seem to have any friends–even tried to invite myself along to a movie tomorrow and was rebuffed (or rather, VERY ignored). So while I”m not wild about myself, I think I care more about myself than anyone else.
Uh-uh. Maybe people out there does love us more than we know. What we don’t know won’t hurt us; but then again, nor will it comfort us.
Honestly, you may feel that you guys don’t have people that care about you. That’s how depression works. But out of the billions of people in the world, I doubt that there is not one person that does care, or would care. A good friend of mine on this website passed away thinking he didn’t have many people that cared, and there are people all over the WORLD crying over him and doing things to promote suicide awareness because of their loss. Trust me, people care, you just don’t know it
It doesn’t matter about other people when you get to the stage where you can’t imagine living with the pain any more. Other people will recover.