Thread: Anyone have depression?

Originally Posted by Seroquel

My favorite show of all time...

Originally Posted by Seroquel

That makes me chuckle. Is it an outtake? I imagine he saw his 'serious face' reflected in a pool of blood.

There seem to be a fair number of depressed people here. I wonder if other random forums are similar or if it's LD related. Not saying LDing makes you depressed but maybe more people who are interested in LDing tend to be depressed. I feel you anyway

This forum definitely attracts the introverted and escapist crowd. There's an unfortunate lull of despair and lack of ambition that always permeates the air.

Originally Posted by Spartiate

This forum definitely attracts the introverted and escapist crowd. There's an unfortunate lull of despair and lack of ambition that always permeates the air.

Haha yeah, also lucid dreaming is quite an intellectual pursuit, smart people tend to be depressed more than their oblivious counterparts.

Originally Posted by LonelyTurtle

Haha yeah, also lucid dreaming is quite an intellectual pursuit, smart people tend to be depressed more than their oblivious counterparts.

by default more emotion-driven and introspective anyway

Yes, i got loads of it. I don't like talking about my problems offline, online i don't care because nobody can see me and make fun of me (i got a paranoia like that..i know! that's retarded! -.-), but online i still wont do anything about it. I think i like making myself sad, as sick as that sounds...and i doubt i'll do anything about it anytime soon, if ever. I have so many problems i have given up trying to fix anything anymore (yes, anymore...tried years and years ago but now that i'm 27 caring about fixing it is becoming less and less wantable).

Originally Posted by Seroquel

That gif made my day.

When I was younger I used to think I was depressed. Now, I realize I just didn't know how to feel. I used to give in to self-injury because it felt almost as if it was a stepping stone to learning how to feel. When I began dating my fiancé things were great. Then we hit rough times. Lies, deceit, constant arguing. This is when the panic attacks began. It got to the point where I would pass out during some of our more rigorous quarrels. That pain was something I had never felt before. By this time I had stopped cutting. I was scared that if I started I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. When Travis left me it spiraled out of control. I lay in bed for days. I couldn’t eat. I lost 40 pounds. The panic attacks were constant and severe. I spent hours lying in the bottom of a cold shower. Music, television, anything that would remind me of him was a detriment. I would burst into screaming fits at random moments. My only refuge was the thought that he may come back. I remember convincing myself that since he hadn’t blocked me on facebook in the back of his mind he still wanted some sort of contact. Pathetic. He came back a few weeks later. The depression didn’t end there. It took months to be myself again. It took months for me to let him back in. Things are going good now. I realize that all the extra activities I took on this year were an attempt to busy myself in case he left again. The stress is now causing another onset. My panic attacks are frequent but weak. I am a stronger person for what I went through. It may seem like a petty break up to most but the pain was so much more. It was all the abandonment and anguish that had built up during the years that I hadn’t quite grasped how to feel. I know that there will never be an end to the depression that haunts me but I choose to feel rather than dope up or close up. I choose to let it strengthen me rather than consume me. I fight it every day and will continue to fight for the rest of my life.

I speak from experience that being diagnosed with depression, does not mean it is long term. It can be overcome, if your willing.