depressed people are not weak. they are the strongest people. they fight more than anyone else and fall more than anyone else but still decide to get up. depression is a very deep battle inside a human being and is not fixed by blaming them for being depressed. love them no matter what they are going through, embrace them when they are frustrated for no reason and don’t give up on them. just don’t.
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Depression is a form of loss of self esteem. When people feel that they are ugly, or poor, or not loved, etc, they get depressed.
Nonserviam, this is an excellent post: You’ve summed it up perfectly.
thank you!! i’m glad i was able to put my personal experiences and feelings into words. it’s good to know that people appreciate it and feel the same way. i find that people do not really get depression if they haven’t had any first-hand experience with it. there will always be people talking you down and telling you that depression is just a form of narcissistic self pity but that’s total bull. how could they know when they haven’t been through the things i have? how are they qualified to judge me and my mental health?
Sometimes I blame myself for being depressed and think that I’m weak. But I don’t care about that so much at the end.
Believe it or not, there are no depressed people around me. Otherwise I could’ve been great help because I know what they are going through, much better than “oh snap out of it, quit whining, everything will be better” type of people. Everbody around me is doing effing great, living their normal lives and enjoying it.
Doesn’t that piss you off? Just knowing you’re suffering while every one around you is doing just fine and laughing and living their lives. I know a guy who lives out of his car, he’s homeless and seems like he’s having a better life than me. He goes out with friends and co-workers. He has mental issues too, but it’s like what the fuck? And it seems like the dummies have the most fun, like they’re completely oblivious.
You’re not weak. I’m not weak and I wouldn’t consider myself weak if I decide to take my life, it’s inevitable. Who wants to live with negative emotions fucking up your life every single day? It gets to a point where it doesn’t feel worth it at all. More and more I realize an exit plan is necessary. All the pain is too much and I don’t see the future being that great.
It doesn’t piss me off but it makes me sad. Seeing how different my life compared to other people’s is, I sometimes feel like I’m from another planet. What gets me most is groups of people spending good time together and laughing, walking around etc. Everytime I see how much I’m missing out and already have missed out.
But there has never been a way out for me. Sometimes things go better and I say “Okay, time to start living, I’m set now.” But no, some other shit happens and it all spirals down. Back to depression, back to anxiety.
I never considered suicide a weak thing to do. It takes some form of courage or deep hopelessness to stand there and thinking that there is no going back, there is nothing beyond that point, and still go through with it. This is not to say suicide is honorable or is to be promoted, but it is also not cowardly escapism.
For all of us, it may come to a point where we think it is inevitable. That there is no hope for the better and it isn’t worth living. I hope it doesn’t come to that point though, what can I say?
I book marked this whole thing, post and comments all. This is excellent. Thanks all of you!!