Everyone in their happy-go-lucky lives ran into me today. “OMG x and I are getting married!”, “I am so excited, I’m going to be a mom in 6 weeks!”, “We’re going away to Rarotonga in a few weeks.” Ugh.
Meanwhile I spent an evening lying on my shower floor crying.
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Yeah, feel the same. I’m sick of seeing everyone I ever knew going about their happy lives, getting married, working important jobs and making money. And I just sit here and smoke cigarettes wishing I was dead
The worst bit I reckon is the entitlement heaps of them seem to have. “I worked hard to get here,”, “Suicide is a cop out,” “Hard times made me strong” (where “hard times” gets as bad as not having internet access and being unable to Instagram their dinner in real-time). Like somehow it justifies everything they have. It’s funny though, most of them are so privileged they can’t even see beyond their fucking nose.
I hate this neoliberal crap that seems to be taking over NZ and making us feel more shit about our abilities.
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They don’t understand that mental illness, life circumstances and a variety of other factors play a role. These are the ” why don’t you just snap out of it already” people… ugh so irritating.
They say stuff like ‘get over it, stop feeling sorry for yourself, don’t be weak, be thankful for what you have, your just seeking attention, alot have it worse than you, i got over it so can you, what have you got to be depressed about, don’t worry be happy, tomorrow will be a new day, everyone has bad days, your selfish, just kill yourself then…’ the list goes on… Nobody says these things to people with cancer, so why say them to depressed people and/or suicidal people. They are not helping
It’s so strange, the stats show one in 4 people will develop depression but everyone I run into is so judgemental! It just makes me fill with rage. I hate the angry reaction cause it disrupts my life but it just cannot be helped.
Normies…aren’t they so great?
/sarcasm
I hate Wellington. Truly. The last time I flew into that hellhole on the Air Force’s 757, the crosswind gave us ground-pounders a heart attack and I lost my brekkie. But it’s for a friend and…ironically…I should’ve done this sooner. At least I’m making the effort to pay my respects. It gives me a purpose once again; if only for a time.
Sleep well tonight. You’ve still got a fair bit to go through the week.
Yeah wasn’t too bad last night after I picked myself up and out of the shower. Boy I was there for a crap long time though, sometimes I worry about the progression of my decline, it’s a lot faster than last time I was depressed.
Haha try flying to Welly on a teeny tiny 1-row-of-seats plane. If I didn’t get road sickness even more easily NakedBus would make mint off the company I work for
…there’s only one way out when you reach the bottom. I’ll just advise that you keep us in the loop with sudden changes and anything that seems really out of the ordinary in regards to your mental health and decline as you call it. I’ll be more than happy to assist where I can.
Ugh, gosh. I’m going to have to fly down on one of those smaller planes. I’m not looking for’d to it; I hate being off terra firma. I would CTB but nah… That’d take too long.
Yeah every time I am messed up I come here so you’ll be the first ones to know.
Sometimes the silence after crying becomes comforting after a while. It is a strange thing.
Not a truer word bro :/ Especially if you are a hysterical crier like me lol.
That’s how I felt around my ex. He would constantly tell me about his life, and it all would seem perfect. It seemed like the life I wanted to have, and I fucking hated him for having it. I would constantly be paranoid that he was holding his life above mine. He’d show me pictures of various events he’d been to, of his graduation, of family, and it all would seem so wonderful. I even told him once that I didn’t want to hear about his day, because I was afraid I’d compare what he’d say to my life and hate myself for it.
It’s so overpowering right? I’m so sick of those people! They seem to be all over FB too so I have got rid of my account lol. Even if their lives aren’t perfect, they still want to magnify the good times and ram it down your throat with a hundred pictures.
My ex wasn’t like that thankfully cause he didn’t have much going on, but he had mommy and daddy pay for everything – he’s never had a proper job in his life. He thinks he “worked” for it though. What a joke.
This is the disease of comparison…we all have it to one degree or another,and it always makes us miserable…sorry you’re hurting today…Try to remember that much of their joyous success is hollow,or based on th superficial…much of its really about giving everyone the “appearance” of perfect happiness, and ramming their fucking awesome accomplishments down everyone’s throat and THAT’s when they really feel great.Its sick…
Yup, I am totally clued into the game to “look” like life is awesome. They are all over Facebook lol you’ve seen the ones.
What I dislike is that people think they got these “perfect” lives by struggling. I know too many people with first world problems making up for their “depression” by telling you about all the “struggles” they overcame and how “happy” they are own.