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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 19:17:26 GMT
You total cunt, I hope you never find yourself in the same situation Carlisle is in. Easy posting things like that when it's not under your own name isn't it. Similar things are said in workplaces and pubs, yes it's inappropriate and wrong but for fucks sake the internet does produce some precious people. Oh dear
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 19:20:04 GMT
Imagine the one person that you rely on to see things for what they are, you, your inner self, just one day starts telling you nothing. You doubt yourself. Words from others don't mean the same as the inner you tells you those words are rot and just not true. The anger and loneliness has no end because as you're telling yourself you're worthless you start to question where you are in the world. Why are you needed? You're a cunt. You're better off dead. Then you're inner self finally agrees with you. It's fucked up when you can't even rely on yourself. Anyone with depression needs to simply know that they're sick and need help. It isn't easy to do when yourself is telling you to fuck the world. People lose family members to this shit every single day. Plenty of people don't get it. Then you lose someone that was close to you and you don't get it even more. You just know that something was wrong and hate the fact you never had the chance to get it. Anyone with depression has my sympathy and thoughts. Don't be pissed off by those that don't get it. Just hope they never have to. Great post Onner
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 19:23:09 GMT
Imagine the one person that you rely on to see things for what they are, you, your inner self, just one day starts telling you nothing. You doubt yourself. Words from others don't mean the same as the inner you tells you those words are rot and just not true. The anger and loneliness has no end because as you're telling yourself you're worthless you start to question where you are in the world. Why are you needed? You're a cunt. You're better off dead. Then you're inner self finally agrees with you.
It's fucked up when you can't even rely on yourself. Anyone with depression needs to simply know that they're sick and need help. It isn't easy to do when yourself is telling you to fuck the world. People lose family members to this shit every single day. Plenty of people don't get it. Then you lose someone that was close to you and you don't get it even more. You just know that something was wrong and hate the fact you never had the chance to get it. Anyone with depression has my sympathy and thoughts. Don't be pissed off by those that don't get it. Just hope they never have to.
Having recently lost my son to suicide as a result of depression, this resonated with me. At 30 years old, he was the youngest of my three 'kids' and he had been a problem child from a young age.
Diagnosed with ADHD as a teenager, but basically treated like a naughty boy throughout his school life, he'd been in and out of trouble with the Police, and was unable to hold down a job permanently. At one time or another, he'd spoken with psychologists and psychiatrists, but he felt that they didn't really understand him, and simply wanted to medicate his problem.
He'd flirted with drugs, alcohol and gambling as short term 'fixes' but ultimately nothing could help him out of the deep hole that his depression had thrown him in, and obviously one day, it all got too much for him. His Mum and I, and his sisters can take little solace from the fact the we did everything we could to help him; but it's impossible to know what he went through on a daily basis...what demons he faced
Until something like this touches you, it is so very difficult to comprehend.
All I can say is, I hope it never happens to you. Please Accept my condolences Dark. Well said and a great helpful post though mate
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 19:25:25 GMT
Depression is utter darkness. Loneliness. Emptiness. Hollowness. Death. A tunnel of despair. The end of everything. Pray that you escape it. Many don't. There's a rolling occasional thread on the EE board. Don't suffer alone. Thanks for that Old, didnt know about that bro We fall out and we bitch but on the whole this is a great caring forum and long may it continue
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 19:32:11 GMT
Depression is utter darkness. Loneliness. Emptiness. Hollowness. Death. A tunnel of despair. The end of everything. Pray that you escape it. Many don't. There's a rolling occasional thread on the EE board. Don't suffer alone. Thanks for that Old, didnt know about that bro We fall out and we bitch but on the whole this is a great caring forum and long may it continue oatcakefanzine.proboards.com/thread/252541/depression
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2017 19:33:49 GMT
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Post by Edward Tattsyrup on Sept 18, 2017 20:04:26 GMT
Imagine the one person that you rely on to see things for what they are, you, your inner self, just one day starts telling you nothing. You doubt yourself. Words from others don't mean the same as the inner you tells you those words are rot and just not true. The anger and loneliness has no end because as you're telling yourself you're worthless you start to question where you are in the world. Why are you needed? You're a cunt. You're better off dead. Then you're inner self finally agrees with you.
It's fucked up when you can't even rely on yourself. Anyone with depression needs to simply know that they're sick and need help. It isn't easy to do when yourself is telling you to fuck the world. People lose family members to this shit every single day. Plenty of people don't get it. Then you lose someone that was close to you and you don't get it even more. You just know that something was wrong and hate the fact you never had the chance to get it. Anyone with depression has my sympathy and thoughts. Don't be pissed off by those that don't get it. Just hope they never have to.
Having recently lost my son to suicide as a result of depression, this resonated with me. At 30 years old, he was the youngest of my three 'kids' and he had been a problem child from a young age.
Diagnosed with ADHD as a teenager, but basically treated like a naughty boy throughout his school life, he'd been in and out of trouble with the Police, and was unable to hold down a job permanently. At one time or another, he'd spoken with psychologists and psychiatrists, but he felt that they didn't really understand him, and simply wanted to medicate his problem.
He'd flirted with drugs, alcohol and gambling as short term 'fixes' but ultimately nothing could help him out of the deep hole that his depression had thrown him in, and obviously one day, it all got too much for him. His Mum and I, and his sisters can take little solace from the fact the we did everything we could to help him; but it's impossible to know what he went through on a daily basis...what demons he faced
Until something like this touches you, it is so very difficult to comprehend.
All I can say is, I hope it never happens to you. Could never imagine what you and your family have gone through, best wishes and strength to you all.
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Post by Wizbit on Sept 18, 2017 20:09:31 GMT
Having recently lost my son to suicide as a result of depression, this resonated with me. At 30 years old, he was the youngest of my three 'kids' and he had been a problem child from a young age.
Diagnosed with ADHD as a teenager, but basically treated like a naughty boy throughout his school life, he'd been in and out of trouble with the Police, and was unable to hold down a job permanently. At one time or another, he'd spoken with psychologists and psychiatrists, but he felt that they didn't really understand him, and simply wanted to medicate his problem.
He'd flirted with drugs, alcohol and gambling as short term 'fixes' but ultimately nothing could help him out of the deep hole that his depression had thrown him in, and obviously one day, it all got too much for him. His Mum and I, and his sisters can take little solace from the fact the we did everything we could to help him; but it's impossible to know what he went through on a daily basis...what demons he faced
Until something like this touches you, it is so very difficult to comprehend.
All I can say is, I hope it never happens to you. Could never imagine what you and your family have gone through, best wishes and strength to you all. Echo the above thoughts, my mind has tendancies to wander to the dark side, not to the extent of the above , but it's a bloody scary place , best wishes to all, i too never knew about that thread but will look in
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Post by Onneravineet on Sept 18, 2017 20:24:07 GMT
Imagine the one person that you rely on to see things for what they are, you, your inner self, just one day starts telling you nothing. You doubt yourself. Words from others don't mean the same as the inner you tells you those words are rot and just not true. The anger and loneliness has no end because as you're telling yourself you're worthless you start to question where you are in the world. Why are you needed? You're a cunt. You're better off dead. Then you're inner self finally agrees with you.
It's fucked up when you can't even rely on yourself. Anyone with depression needs to simply know that they're sick and need help. It isn't easy to do when yourself is telling you to fuck the world. People lose family members to this shit every single day. Plenty of people don't get it. Then you lose someone that was close to you and you don't get it even more. You just know that something was wrong and hate the fact you never had the chance to get it. Anyone with depression has my sympathy and thoughts. Don't be pissed off by those that don't get it. Just hope they never have to.
Having recently lost my son to suicide as a result of depression, this resonated with me. At 30 years old, he was the youngest of my three 'kids' and he had been a problem child from a young age.
Diagnosed with ADHD as a teenager, but basically treated like a naughty boy throughout his school life, he'd been in and out of trouble with the Police, and was unable to hold down a job permanently. At one time or another, he'd spoken with psychologists and psychiatrists, but he felt that they didn't really understand him, and simply wanted to medicate his problem.
He'd flirted with drugs, alcohol and gambling as short term 'fixes' but ultimately nothing could help him out of the deep hole that his depression had thrown him in, and obviously one day, it all got too much for him. His Mum and I, and his sisters can take little solace from the fact the we did everything we could to help him; but it's impossible to know what he went through on a daily basis...what demons he faced
Until something like this touches you, it is so very difficult to comprehend.
All I can say is, I hope it never happens to you. You have my deepest condolences. An awful loss that is all too common. The more that is done in terms of Depression becoming easy to talk about the better. The more that is kept out in the open rather than being swept under the carpet then the more chance there is that someone you know may just ask for the help that you never knew they needed. Hopefully before it is too late.
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