Who ever would've imagined that I would become Chuck Woolery?
At first I was like
Then I was like
A man builds. A parasite asks 'Where is my share?'
A man creates. A parasite says, 'What will the neighbors think?'
A man invents. A parasite says, 'Watch out, or you might tread on the toes of God... '
I guess I do. But the thing is, depression has become too much of a catch-all. I think clinical depression diagnoses are given for a wide range of different symptoms, with different causes, susceptible to different treatments, leading to different prognoses. I struggle with one of the many clusters of things that happens to get a clinical depression diagnosis.
I completely agree with this.
(I am by no means an expert on depression, tho...)
Didn't the Chinese diagnose over 20 forms of depression some thousands of years ago? Or something?
The Justice Fighter
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"I trust what you are doing though…I just see it a little differently.
I don’t see it as you stepping away from the fire. I see it as the fire directing your course.
No matter how airy or earthy or watery you become... to many of us you will always be...a super nova."
"Behind these gates of seeming warmth sits, loosely chained, a fierce attack dog. Perhaps not crazy, but dangerous"
Yep. I have once, and currently do again. I don't identify with it or have any desire to claim it as a part of myself. No part of sadness appeals to me because nothing justifies the effects of it on your objective life, and the same certainly goes for chronic depression.
Originally Posted by Tiltyred
Melancholy is beautiful. I enjoy it almost more than anything. To be more precise, I associate melancholy with such things as cherry blossoms, where you feel the beauty of life so intensely it hurts you in your heart and puts tears in your eyes, and the simultaneous realization that it will all die, that the world is so fragile gives a sense of urgency and a push to the longing for the beauty to stay.
I relate to feeling that, especially when I was younger, but not so much to enjoying it.
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RLOAX (don't do it) ⏩ Melancholic Hufflepuff
A lonely island where only what is permitted to move moves, becomes an ideal. Jung
I went through about a year of being rather psychotically depressed at one point during college. Pretty much everything had gone wrong over the course of the year leading up to it and I ended up snapping at something as minor as a car accident in the end. I went a week without sleeping before finally being given a prescription to sleeping pills... the worst part was the fact that I was utterly convinced that I was possibly the worst person in the history of humanity and that I was guilty of shit that I couldn't possibly have done. And voices... yeah... I heard voices that pretty much reinforced every bit of that and they certainly weren't mine. I was pretty much convinced that I'd actually gone full out, institutionalizably insane, which was rather upsetting because my brain has always been the one thing that I could depend on. Oh yeah, and antidepressants really didn't work... apparently they don't really on that type of depression.
*shudder* I can still remember laying awake at night and hearing that if I killed myself I wouldn't have to put up with any of that anymore... It was pretty fucking horrible
Apparently having experienced one episode even puts a person at a much greater risk to slip back into that again in the future... as in a significant risk... I'm pretty terrified of that actually
Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom? -Terry Pratchett
I do find depression to be romantic. I think life is beautiful when you're sad.
Congratulations. You're not depressed.
Originally Posted by JivinJeffJones
Anyone who's ever had depression or hasn't had it but has wondered about it should really read both posts. The first one is funnier that the second, but the second really nails it. I have no idea how she could nail it yet still make it funny, but I guess it took her a few years of polishing.
Meh. She's no Plath.
Originally Posted by Ivy
Gosh, the world looks so small from up here on my high horse of menstruation.