The depressing post

[ultrachicken]

I helped my girlfriend get over being raped multiple times by a peadophile ring. We spent two years togeather before she told me on valentines day that she only loves me as a brother and not as a lover.

And thats after i bought her an expensive boquet of flowers and give up X amount of my life for her.

So, do you like being around her, or did you do all that specifically because you wanted to get with her?

If it's the former, then what's the problem? If it's the latter, then you deserve it.

OT: I haven't had much depression fuel in my life.

 

[Vitor Goncalves]

Was recently told I was a stupid, pathetic, selfish ***** for being depressed. Saying things like that really help improve my condition.

OMG, cant look at your avatar, WARNING!!!! CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!! GONNA EXPLODE!!!

On your comment, been there, its horrible (and many people do insult you for being depressed), even thought of suicide but then thought about the person I love the most, my mother, who doesnt deserve to suffer such pain as loosing a son, and thought I would be the worst of the douchebags. So if I ever suicide, better be after she dies, of terribly old age (>100 years old). If I kill myself before then I hope there is a hell where I can suffer the worst of all pains for eternity.

OT: Not depressed at the moment, somethimes feel a bit angry and frustrated with some things but I know there are billions in worse conditions so I shouldnt be complaining that much.

 

[Andalusa]

OMG, cant look at your avatar, WARNING!!!! CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!! GONNA EXPLODE!!!

On your comment, been there, its horrible (and many people do insult you for being depressed), even thought of suicide but then thought about the person I love the most, my mother, who doesnt deserve to suffer such pain as loosing a son, and thought I would be the worst of the douchebags. So if I ever suicide, better be after she dies, of terribly old age (>100 years old). If I kill myself before then I hope there is a hell where I can suffer the worst of all pains for eternity.

OT: Not depressed at the moment, somethimes feel a bit angry and frustrated with some things but I know there are billions in worse conditions so I shouldnt be complaining that much.

Thoughts of suicide have been running rampant in my head... the only reason I haven't acted on it is because I'm absolutely terrified of death. [small]I'm not so bothered about hurting my mother considering she was the one doing the insulting... that made it hurt so much more[/small]

 

[LightningBanks]

I pretty much realsing a few things

1) I am almost no effect on my friends whatsoever, Im just a little side on that no one really cares for

2) People generally see me as a shittier version of my 'best friends'

3) My dating side is non existant, and the one relationship I did have I was better off not having (emotion wise)

4) I have no real unique attributes of my own. I just go to school, come home and play games. Every time I try to do something I end up just being bad for ages (as far as 6 years) and just coming home and playing games to cheer me up, even putting of school work till about 4amin the morning, where I rush it and go to sleep to get up at 8

5) Im have so little self esteem,I actually worry walking through school incase someones gonna insult me or something. Im exxtremely shy and always panicing about wha people think of me, even going as far as being upset for like an hour if I tell a bad joke or something. I generally drown out this thoughts by playing games (again)

Im in a hole atm ><

 

[Cap'n Ninja]

OMG, cant look at your avatar, WARNING!!!! CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!! GONNA EXPLODE!!!

On your comment, been there, its horrible (and many people do insult you for being depressed), even thought of suicide but then thought about the person I love the most, my mother, who doesnt deserve to suffer such pain as loosing a son, and thought I would be the worst of the douchebags. So if I ever suicide, better be after she dies, of terribly old age (>100 years old). If I kill myself before then I hope there is a hell where I can suffer the worst of all pains for eternity.

OT: Not depressed at the moment, somethimes feel a bit angry and frustrated with some things but I know there are billions in worse conditions so I shouldnt be complaining that much.

Thoughts of suicide have been running rampant in my head... the only reason I haven't acted on it is because I'm absolutely terrified of death. [small]I'm not so bothered about hurting my mother considering she was the one doing the insulting... that made it hurt so much more[/small]

For what it's worth, some random crazy girl on the internet would miss you. I kind of like seeing your tweets about things at the cathedral, even if I know nothing other than it's a cathedral at the other end of a long, straight track that looks pretty in the winter.

I may or may not have accidentally left twitter scrolling down your feed when I went to the toilet the other night. I kind of found it at the point around when you had those pictures of the deer.

 

[Dapsen]

I seriously miss my girlfriend, and I'm tired as fuck.
I should write an awesome song for my band, but I'm too tired to start working with melodies and rhymes.
These things make me sad.

 

[PrimoThePro]

I don't feel like saying anything from my life that makes me sad, so I will post this.

 

[Someone Depressing]

My Laptop Blue-screened

 

[Vitor Goncalves]

OMG, cant look at your avatar, WARNING!!!! CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!! GONNA EXPLODE!!!

On your comment, been there, its horrible (and many people do insult you for being depressed), even thought of suicide but then thought about the person I love the most, my mother, who doesnt deserve to suffer such pain as loosing a son, and thought I would be the worst of the douchebags. So if I ever suicide, better be after she dies, of terribly old age (>100 years old). If I kill myself before then I hope there is a hell where I can suffer the worst of all pains for eternity.

OT: Not depressed at the moment, somethimes feel a bit angry and frustrated with some things but I know there are billions in worse conditions so I shouldnt be complaining that much.

Thoughts of suicide have been running rampant in my head... the only reason I haven't acted on it is because I'm absolutely terrified of death. [small]I'm not so bothered about hurting my mother considering she was the one doing the insulting... that made it hurt so much more[/small]

My mother would never insult me. Even my father who is usually uncapable of showing any level of empathy and would usually insult me and make me believe I was the worst human being on the face of earth was quite helpful when I was really depressed.

 

[GenericAmerican]

Know a guy who's wife and child were killed in a home invasion. After that he quit his job, started drinking and wouldn't speak to anyone. For almost seven years that man wouldn't talk to anyone, maybe an occasional comment or answer to a question but his wife's death really affected him.

About a year ago he met a woman, she was more interested in him than he was of her. But after several months it started to show that he liked her. I was happy for him, he needed to get out of that horrible slump he was in.

She lived with her older brother because of financial issues, their parents were both dead.

When the girl came to him one day with bruises from her brother hitting her, my friend literally went to the brother's house and beat the living hell out of him. When she was kicked out by her brother, my friend let her stay at his house.

After that it was sealed, he was back to his old self; he talked to people, he smiled, he actually lived. He loved her alot more than he would admit.

A few weeks ago they were driving home, and their car was hit at an intersection. He came out of it with minor injuries, but she is still in the hospital.

It's still unknown if she will pull through, the expenses for medical is mounting up, and my friend has withdrawn back into his previous depressed state and started drinking again.

I'm actually not sure what to do, should I go try and talk to him? I think he is holed up in his house, and the whole situation makes me sick to my stomach. If she doesn't pull through I am pretty sure it would destroy what is left of him.

It's hard seeing this happen to a friend, I don't know what to do. Maybe this should be in the advice forum.

 

[Andalusa]

For what it's worth, some random crazy girl on the internet would miss you. I kind of like seeing your tweets about things at the cathedral, even if I know nothing other than it's a cathedral at the other end of a long, straight track that looks pretty in the winter.

I may or may not have accidentally left twitter scrolling down your feed when I went to the toilet the other night. I kind of found it at the point around when you had those pictures of the deer.

Thank you. Hehe, that place with the deer, it's where I go when I get really down, it's kind of magical.

 

[loc978]

...
Met a kid in basic training... we had similar interest in works of fiction, used to get in debates involving book series' and such...
Anyway, on graduation day we wrote down each other's civilian email addresses and planned to write often once we were both out of advanced individual training. Turns out his job school took less than 10 weeks, while mine took 39. He died in Iraq before I was out of training.

 

[Sir_Auron_the_Badass]

My whole middle school, and much of my high school, experience is a painful memory. On top of having social-anxiety and being really shy, I was also borderline clinically depressed. And the way pretty much every student reacted to me was as if I had a large sign hanging over my head saying "Nerd: use for help with homework, then throw away, or else just isolate." Seriously, I was only able to get one true friend during that time (he was just as much an outcast as me) and every girl I tried to ask out would reject me harshly (one even slapped me HARD and kicked me in the crotch for asking the simple question). While I'm much better off in college now, these experiences mean I still find it hard to get close to anyone for fear that I might get humiliated and kicked out of my social group for no reason.

All of this completely true btw...

 

[Watchmacallit]

I'm going through the same thing. I wouldn't say I love her though. But she keeps sending mixed signals. Really annoying and depressing especially since she has a boyfriend >_>

Well if she has a boyfriend I wouldn't try to court her dude... Then you just come across as an asshole.

OT: I'm pretty optimistic, so it's hard for me to think of something... Let's see, I think my girlfriend is a hypochondriac, and I can't do anything except enable her further.

Nah I'm not the type of guy to go after another guy's girl. Your girlfriend sounds like my ex. But she was just really, really emotional >_>

 

[Duskwaith]

I helped my girlfriend get over being raped multiple times by a peadophile ring. We spent two years togeather before she told me on valentines day that she only loves me as a brother and not as a lover.

And thats after i bought her an expensive boquet of flowers and give up X amount of my life for her.

So, do you like being around her, or did you do all that specifically because you wanted to get with her?

If it's the former, then what's the problem? If it's the latter, then you deserve it.

OT: I haven't had much depression fuel in my life.

We were already going out when it happened, thank you and it was because i love her. Could have just left, would have been easier but i wasnt going to walk away

 

[OrokuSaki]

I moved in with my girlfriend and she has COMPLETELY changed. Of course there's really no turning back as this was 7 months ago and I'm not living 10 hours from my previous home, where my friends and family are. I'm CLEARLY depressed and my girlfriend is too busy pretending the world is now perfect to care. I starting increasing my exercise to kill time and stop me from gaining weight, but I still gained 60lbs. I'm hardly sleeping and when I do I'm ALWAYS woken up by my girlfriend being loud. And to top it all off, my best friend within 1,000 miles of my apartment is a cat who only likes me when I have food.

 

[Nieroshai]

I have a multi-parter, because I don't want to make more than one post, so if you're genuinely curious, click on the spoilers.

Spoiler: Growing Up

My life was fine and dandy as a kid. I lived in a singlewide, but it was comfy and I was happy with what I had. Then my sister came. I was five I think. Once she was born, my stepdad didn't need me anymore. So he stopped paying attention to me, except to complain about how lazy I was(the man never got up before noon and often quit work because they wouldn't make him manager after a month!). I think he resented me because I took away from the attention he wanted from my mom. Sometimes he ignored me, sometimes he was a downright ass. Sometimes he was a fun guy to haang out with, but then again he was what you'd call a friendly drunk. First he'd ignore me. Well enough, but I didn't feel loved. But then he'd belt me for every tiny thing that ticked him off, until I couldn't walk straight. He also was convinced I was gay. Also, he would smoke his weed in our new tiny trailer, which I think is the cause of my lung problems. That brings me to our living conditions. After my sister was born, we moved into a tiny camper trailer. With no power or water, and no cooling. We lived there until my grandparents got fed up and took me away and raised me for a year. My parents took me back when they'd finally got power and water hooked up. I was always sick as a kid because of my living conditions. About this time, my grampa died, the man who was a father to me. We moved to the mountains and things improved a little but not much, for one because we had an actual house. But we lost it because my deadbeat stepdad refused to look for work. So we moved in with his mother. Note: my mom got beat as well. There was one time so bad though when he gave her a concussion and we moved out and lived with my grandma. Sadly she started to miss him and went back. He killed her and himself. Then I moved in with my aunt and uncle.

Spoiler: physical problems

I've been overweight since before I can remember and no matter my diet and activity I can't seem to lose it. My family has a history of brain problems. I have a great-great grandmother with bipolar, a grandfather with dementia, an epileptic mother, an autistic sister. And my uncle and I are OCD.

Spoiler: relationships

In my freshman year I really liked this girl and she always hung around me, and I thought she kinda liked me back. I asked her to the school dance, and she accepted. I figured by now it was time to ask, but didn't have the nerve, so it took a month to ask if she'd be my girlfriend. She said no, that I was only ever a friend, and started right after going out with this buff Mexican guy I'd never seen before. I was distraught.
Fast forward a few years, to when i actually got a girlfriend. I'm with her now, butthe overall story isn't about that. We were very close, joined at the hip. We knew eaach other like siblings. So we got engaged. Then I had to move to the dorms and had an obnoxious roommate. I couldn't find a job and my grades were slipping because I couldn't adapt to college life, as well as the fact that my grandma was on chemo. When I failed, my girlfriend said I had one more semester and then she'd give back my ring, but promised that she wouldn't break up with me. Then on Christmas she breaks up with me. In pain, I throw away everything and shave my whole body. After I collect myself enough to talk on the phone, I ask her to at least give me one more date, on New Year's, to at least try to reconcile. I'm late for this date by half an hour, but had called her and left a message because I had broke down and had to hitch a ride to her place. So to get back at me, she goes with her married cousins and tags along on their date which was supposed to be private. So, depressed, I sat on her doorstep in the middle of winter until she got home at midnight. We got into a big argument but she managed to settle down. She told me I was the best friend she'd ever had, but that it probably should never have been more than that, and sent me home. She'd still talk to me on the phone when I'd call her, but things went like this: something would ALWAYS remind us of the breakup, and she'd usually swing between two views: 1. She missed me but wanted me to learn my lesson before she'd take me back, and 2. she wanted me out of her life because she wanted new friends and wanted room for a new boyfriend. We battled it out over the phone, one of us always breaking down into tears. We'd try to hang out on a friendly basis, but one of us would slip into old habits, catch him/herself, and a fight would start over it.

Spoiler: And now for the happy ending!

One thing that shifted things back into gear for us though was when her cousin was being an asshole to her just because she was cranky and hungry after work and my ex picked her up 5 minutes late because of traffic. She even gave me dirty looks all day. So when she snapped at my ex, whho had to go to her room crying, I tole the cousin "I may not have been perfectly responsible, but how dare you emotionally abuse her just because you're hungry? I've gone days without food, and you can't even handle five minutes!" She ordered me out of the house, and I yelled "Before you discipline her, why don't you discipline your own f***ing daughter?!"(Her daughter was a spoiled scene girl from her husband's previous marriage) So when I got kicked out my ex found herself defending me, and she got kicked out. So with nowhere else to go, she went back home on the other side of Arizona. I drove the 120 miles to see her on Valentine's Day weekend and while she was a little annoyed she was glad she had someone to talk to. And in spilling everything out to me, she started to realize that she'd felt more empty since the breakup and wanted me back. She hugged me and tearfully asked me to take her back, and asked forgiveness for being so emotionally abusive as she was during the breakup. And believe me, she was a ***** sometimes! I raised her chin and kissed her on the forehead and apologized for being afraid to control my own life. Since then, our relationship is better than it ever was. But that breakup broke me into pieces, and I still fight the depression. I'm happy when we're together, but I have difficulties forgetting the past. I fully have my life together now and I know it's my fault she left, but boy am I glad she hates weapons.

So pretty much my life story. Mine fortunately resolves nicely, but the body of the story was very painful even if I wasn't good at describing it. Well there's my two cents, thanks for the floor to vent on.

 

[Cap'n Ninja]

For what it's worth, some random crazy girl on the internet would miss you. I kind of like seeing your tweets about things at the cathedral, even if I know nothing other than it's a cathedral at the other end of a long, straight track that looks pretty in the winter.

I may or may not have accidentally left twitter scrolling down your feed when I went to the toilet the other night. I kind of found it at the point around when you had those pictures of the deer.

Thank you. Hehe, that place with the deer, it's where I go when I get really down, it's kind of magical.

Well it looked mighty purty.
/Suddenly Southern

 

[norwegian-guy]

I just spent my entire saturday asking myself if we can truly know if anything that is, is true.(exept for that wich is neceseraly true by it's nature) And if we can truly know that we have knowledge of anything. Then I relised it was 1 in the morning, I haven't come any closer to an answer and now I'm slightly depressed.

 

[Diligent]

Coming up on the 9th anniversary of a friends death. He died when he was 21, and no cause was ever properly determined. He just dropped one night on the way to a pool hall with friends and died later that night in the hospital.
Every year I think about what he might have been doing now if he was still alive, how far his talent for art would have taken him, and how unfair and upsetting it was to see one of the nicest people I've ever known lying so still in a coffin at such a young age for what still seems like no good reason.