Tag:
depressive
Lyrics:
So many feelings
Pent up in here
Left all alone, I’m with
The one I most fear
I’m sick and I’m tired
Of reasoning
Just want to break out
Shake off this skin
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I can’t escape myself
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All my problems
Loom larger than life
I can’t swallow
Another slice
Seems like my shadow
Mocks every stride
Can I learn to live with
What’s trapped inside?
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I can’t escape myself
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So many feelings
Pent up in here
Left all alone, I’m with
The one I most fear
I’m sick and I’m tired
Of reasoning
Just wanna break out
Shake off this skin
–
I can’t escape myself
I can’t escape […]
Although I may never commit suicide
I spend parts of each day thinking about suicide –
Thinking about how I lack the courage to do it.
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I wake in the mourning with 60 per cent depression.
That’s how it remains for the whole day,
Except for the odd occasion in a year
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In the doorway or on the street I meet by chance
For a few minutes a woman passing-by
Who has the time to stop and talk for three minutes
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Or five minutes or even sometimes seven or eight minutes,
Who rocks back on her heels in her pink, hooped skirt
With laughter, no matter what the topic.
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Depression and despair are two different states
Of mind, […]
I have a question for everyone on here. I’ve been dealing with suicidal thoughts and depression and anxiety shit for about a year now. Whenever I have a good day (though those are extremely rare), I find myself missing the mental state I am comfortable in–the state where thoughts of suicide and self harm control me. Does that happen to anyone else? Does anyone else purposefully trigger themselves to be in a depressive state when they are in a “normal,” good, happy mood? Or is that just me? I don’t know why I do it…but I do. Sometimes I am mad at myself for doing. Other […]
Has anyone been fortunate enough to try out this treatment? There have been major clinical studies within the past 3-5 years providing data that shows that low-dose ketamine infusions can either decrease, or entirely alleviate depressive symptoms and suicidal ideation in patients who do not respond to conventional anti-depressant medications.
When I’m faced with an uncomfortable challenge in life, I’m always afraid I might fail and I’m usually even more afraid that I might succeed. The only safe option is to not try, so that’s what I often do. That’s why being depressed makes me feel safe, because I know I’m not going to talk myself into taking any risks. And it’s not like I have any life goals or (realistic) dreams that might inspire me to overcome those fears. When I dig holes for myself, I tend to want to stay there.
I fear failure because, well, disappointment and rejection suck. I fear success because […]
Make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. I want to feel wanted. I want to feel something other than this dread right now before I start to tear myself apart from the inside out. I’m begging please on my knees. I’m not in a safe place with my head. That part of me is starting to cover me like a cloak. Soon there will be nothing left again. I’m not ok. I keep on spiraling. All these memories of happiness flooded my brain and all at once turned depressive and negative. I’m eating myself alive.
Some new poetry. Can’t think of a title. Feel free to make a suggestion.
Cut out the pain,
Cutting up the vein,
Literally metaphorical,
It’s all the same.
No point to life,
No will to die,
Pick out your poison,
Load the gun,
Sharpen your knife.
Obsessively depressive,
Oppressive consumption,
Elusive delusions,
Illustrate confusion.
Step out of insanity,
Stepping through reality,
Understandably indecipherable,
Becoming of a calamity.
I’m 19 and have been officially diagnosed with major depressive disorder and borderline personality disorder for over two years… I’ve been suffering from them for a hell of a lot longer. Meds are not working. Therapy isn’t helping. My best friend is the only person who can help me and she is taking a step back from our friendship because she is too overwhelmed. I think I am bisexual and I know I am completely in love with her, but my family would kill me if they knew about my sexuality, and she is straight and would not return my feelings. She’d most likely just […]
Let me explain, lately I’ve been having an issue with my compulsive disorder coming back, along with my depression. Thing, is I’m confused as all hell because there’s been no major event to bring about such a radical change in my mental state. I mean, I’ve studied this disorder for a few years now and I’ve gotten a basic understanding on what “kind” I have. Mine was inherited but a major event that happened a few years ago caused a downward spiral to serious depression. Same with my compulsive disorder. I’ve studied well enough to know that another cause besides inheriting a predisposition towards depressive […]
About 8 or 9 months ago i knew someone and i really started to like her (She is from another country very far from mine), that really changed me to a better person, but more depressive either, i’m a 18 years guy, ugly, boring and depressive, never had any girlfriend in my life, no one loves me, and i’m not being exaggerated, my mom don’t give shit about me and my father is a drug addicted since he had 13 years old, i grew up alone, without friends and without importance to nobody, so for a long time i dedicated my life to studies, i […]
Just tired of life. Tired of dealing with mindless sheeple out there. Tired of the world and its empty material pursuits. Tired of faking the funk when I obviously don’t give a shit about anything anymore. I am to mentally sick to do anything meaningful with my life. I have come to terms with my fate. Tired of family that only tells me to pray to mythical men in the sky as a remedy for my depressive state. Sick and tired of all that. I am going to pop 5 lethal pesticide pills and that will be it. I have always been looking for something […]
I normally rummage through this page reading people’s stories. The stories on this site have had a subtle effect on rendering my depressive states managable. I come here when I am about to flip the switch. And when I do, I feel like I’ve found peace with myself. Ughh sometimes I feel like a masochist. Living vicariously through people’s pain. I’m sorry but that’s what keeps me dangling on a soon-to-rapture string fastened to a shitty purposeless existence.
My heart goes out to an SP member named tphg. I come from a Third world country in Afrika that you’d be hard-pressed to locate on the world […]
This is just a general question mostly because i can not find an answer anywhere and I though I could get some incite here. Is there a term for or does anyone know what someone would be called or category they would fall into if they had depressive and suicidal thoughts but did not believe in taking their own life?
I’ve been depressed for a while, and it’s been an up and down thing. Lately, I’ve been extremely stressed, and I’ve been on edge,. My boyfriend is depressive and schizophrenic and has been on edge along with most of the people in my environment. Long story short, after a few sequences of inconvenient events, I’ve decided I want to kill myself. And not in a sporatic depressive episode, but in a more organized form. The only thing holding me back is that I was told that If I killed myself, my other would too and I couldn’t stand that. Although it on occasion becomes my […]
I told my wife that last week I was deeply depressed, and we processed by feelings. If I had told her that I was severely depressed that would have had undesirable and unintended consequences. This morning I told her that I felt better which in some self-delusional sense is true. But I also told her that I thought of suicide, and it’s as if she was shocked. Last year I had a major depressive episode and had acute suicidal ideations. I told her that I expected that I would suffer with suicidal thoughts at least for the foreseeable future and maybe even for the […]
Last year I was hospitalized and then I went to a residential treatment facility to be treated for an extreme depressive episode. I remember self-admitting to the behavioral health unit. I was so out of place. I had never had an experience like that. I’ve never used drugs, and in my group therapy sessions I saw first hand how much pain addiction caused.
It’s been a year since I was released. I’ve visited with a therapist, and I’m still seeing my psychiatrist.
After all of this, my thoughts of suicide are creeping back in. I read a story about two teenage girls who killed themselves, and one […]
I’m just a fucked up girl living in a fucked up life in a fucked up world. Welcome to where being me is- *Never Enough*-
Just because her eyes don’t tear doesn’t mean her heart doesn’t cry. And just because she comes off strong doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong.
You don’t understand me and never will. So don’t start that shit ‘bout knowin’ how I feel.
My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams. I’m hoping things will look up, and right when they do, there’s always something to fuck it up, and we’re back at square one.
Do you know what its […]