To anyone else who has dealt with long term depression, how did it affect your relationship with friends?
Friends? What friends?
To anyone else who has dealt with long term depression, how did it affect your relationship with friends?
Friends? What friends?
Not selfish at all! Mental illness can obviously be hugely impactful in the maintenance of relationships. Without knowing your story in more detail, i wonder to what degree they don't care or to what degree they are like you say establishing their lives as best they can, in a way that's natural to most of us. If you feel perpetually abandoned in crisis, or at your lowest points, could be worth carefully considering widening/managing your circle of friends. Wonder if you've talked this over with a counselor or similar.
GAF, this'll be my first post here. Perhaps mine is not that related to mental health or something like that, but please listen to me.
I've been depressed and tired or everything for almost half a year. It all started about half a year ago, when I was on a relationship with my (now ex) girlfriend.
A little of background here: I still live with my parents, and my younger siblings. My father is unemployed and we have a small business online which is the only income we have at the house, since my father is too old to be employed.
Other than that, I work as IT/Programmer in a small company and half of my earnings are towards my home and a relatively big percentage of my earnings are for commuting costs and the University (I used to work and study)
About half a year ago, someone messed up the server at the company and, long story short, I was accused of messing up the code of my apps in order to keep my job by fixing it. Since the money I give to my house is almost double of what we earn at the online biz, it's a big deal and we can't possibly survive without it, so I took on overtime on my job in order to find out what happened and try to fix it in order to keep my job.
Because of this, I lost several classes and messed up my grades, forcing me to take on recovery classes which took what little free time I had left everyday. Even then, I couldn't recover and had to drop from school. I have to return on September OR lose everything and start from scratch (which means losing two years of school)
During this time, since it was such a big deal, my family decided to focus on the online biz and had me "working" as an employee, sending mails, calling clients and stuff. To make it simple, I became a worker first and then a son/family, even when at the time I used to get home at 23:30 everyday (because of school) and leaving every morning at 9:30.
Under a lot of pressure, being called a liar and worse at work, but unable to quit because not having money meant not eating and leaving school because I had no time. One day, I finally told my girlfriend and, while she consoled me that day, a week after that she told me she feared for our future life as a couple because she was afraid "I would fall down when a problem would arise in the future" and decided to leave me.
So I lost my girlfriend (who got in a relationship not long after that, even when she told me she wanted to be alone), I lost school (and my friends in the process, because they haven't talked to me since I left, about six months ago) and while I still have my job, they're already screening people who will replace me and I know I have no more than two months left.
So after all of this (you can start reading here if you don't want to read that wall of text), I've lost all the will to live, I lack strength to even get up of bed everyday (I do it after all, but I'm tired all day) and what little self esteem I had, it's been crushed and thrown into the mud.
I feel replaceable and worthless as a person. I feel people talk to me and approach me because what I can do for them, because I'm useful to them. I have no inspiration nor motivation to try anything. And I've had the idea in my mind that in order to get better, I have to stop dreaming and pursuing goals, because if I don't have anything to expect or any hope, it can't be crushed when I fail again.
I used to love landscapes and watching the rain, but nowadays, I am numb to them.
I used to draw and write, and now I can barely hold a pen.
I used to imagine all day, and now I can barely think without feeling sad.
I used to dream every night, now I can barely get a couple hours of sleep.
If this is the wrong thread or something, please delete this post.
I have started to get panic/anxiety-attacks at night again this week. It feels so horrible to think that I might die alone in my appartment at night even if I knew it's all in my head.
Do you have insurance/a doctor to make an appointment with? I know the feeling. My depression got really bad at one point for me where I got physically sick from it and missed a whole week of work.
You can also PM me if you need to chat about it.
I've been sitting in my bedroom trying to get ready to go to the gym for over two hours at this point. A normal person would've grabbed their things and been out the door in five minutes. It's not me simply "procrastinating," I'm really trying to get up here and I can't.
This happens a lot to me: I struggle to get ready for so long that the chance passes. I mean, that describes my life in general but I'm trying to understand my quirks and figure out what's wrong with me but I don't know what you would call this or what it's a symptom of. I think the rabbit hole goes a lot deeper than just depression and anxiety. Any thoughts?
Edit: Another example? I just finally tried on a shirt I got for Christmas only to find that it's too big and I'm sure it's too late to exchange. I haven't called the insurance company of the guy that rear-ended me on Halloween 2013. I've also been driving on a flat for four months now... I keep spending money on my "hobbies" thinking that "Hobby X will really take off now if I buy Accessory Y!" I'm at ~$600 spent just this week that should have really gone elsewhere. I worked on this post for another half hour. We're at the three hour mark now...
It's too late for me. Even if my depression magically disappeared overnight, I don't have the slightest idea of how to live a normal life. I'm in too deep and I just want out.
I'm afraid of the effect it'll have on my brothers. They're both depressed too and completely dependent on my financial support. Besides the issues of housing and bills, the youngest would most likely try and off himself too. He's still young. I wish I knew how to help him but I can't even help myself...
It's too late for me. Even if my depression magically disappeared overnight, I don't have the slightest idea of how to live a normal life. I'm in too deep and I just want out.
I'm afraid of the effect it'll have on my brothers. They're both depressed too and completely dependent on my financial support. Besides the issues of housing and bills, the youngest would most likely try and off himself too. He's still young. I wish I knew how to help him but I can't even help myself...
In my experience most hard tests lead a lot of people doing poorly and the prof scaling marks because of it. Might not be as bad as you think!I just took a test today in my c++ class. It was okay, but I don't think I'm going to pass it. The exam was hard. Especially the last question was the type of question I wasn't able to answer. I bs on the last two questions dealing with writing psuedo code. I failed the quiz, now I'm not so sure I did well the exam. Sigh...wish I had a brain filled with CS information.
Yeah I can relate. Except that it extends to inanimate objects, too.How does one with social anxiety and depression acquire new friends. I haven't seen my friends for a while because of my job taking my time and they being always "busy".
Also I feel like everybody is judging me. I mean everybody, even people that I only briefly pass by. It feels like they hate me and want to get away from me as soon as possible. I think it might be because I have so low self-esteem and I'm reflecting it to my thoughts, don't know for sure.
How does one with social anxiety and depression acquire new friends. I haven't seen my friends for a while because of my job taking my time and they being always "busy".
Also I feel like everybody is judging me. I mean everybody, even people that I only briefly pass by. It feels like they hate me and want to get away from me as soon as possible. I think it might be because I have so low self-esteem and I'm reflecting it to my thoughts, don't know for sure.
I really do feel like I'm losing motivation. I really need somebody to talk because right now, I feel so scared about my friendships...
Same thing happens to me, pretty brutal. I'd love to just have normal boring life right now haha.24 hours I think is a new record to have all of my hopes built up only later to be completely destroyed and buried. Glad to know the trend of everything falling apart when it's looking good has continued.
I'm going to figure all of my problems out, even if I can't do it alone. And I'm going to be a much stronger person because of it. I'm going to get my life in order. I'm taking it back. I can sit and mope forever if I wanted to. I can feel sorry for myself for the hand I've been dealt for the rest of my life and doing that will never make me happy. I can admit that I'm afraid of failure so I don't even try. I act like I don't care about this or that but I'm just afraid and it makes me feel worthless and like a failure. I remembered that once upon a time in my life I never gave up so easily and never just sat back and took shit. Life wasn't always a tragedy every single day. I can do this.
it's been almost a year later and I think the resolve I found within myself about the time I posted this saved my life. i don't think i've ever spoken truer words than this post. I'm not 100% yet but I'm in such a better place than I was just before I posted this. I've come back and read that post probably a dozen or so times just when I'm feeling down or having a bad day.
kinda makes me feel a bit silly that of all things that got me to turn my life around was a lesson i learned from a video game.
Anti-depressants don't seem to be helping me at all. Been taking Wellbutrin for a while now, but I don't feel any different. Went from regular Wellbutrin, to XL, now on to SR.
Nothing is helping. These past 12 months of my life have been the worst of my life. Lost all my friends essentially, no job. Every night I hope that I don't wake up again, and in the morning I lament the fact that I have to exist. I don't see my life ever improving, so I think I'll try to asphyxiate myself with helium or something painless in the future.