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By: Dixon

Dixon — Tue, 28 Dec 2010 02:52:30 +0000

Thank you for your description. It’s dead on.
I’ve tried everything, and it don’t work. I only feel alive when either playing something improv (I’m a gigging musician), writing bawdy songs or when writing a really coherent blog entry…thank God for music.

(For those who take the ‘suck it up’ position: sorry. I don’t do ‘self satisfied prig’ very well…neither do I speak ‘Massengillian”.
However, if you were to be suddenly stricken with the shit we all deal with, I could help you make it through more difficult days/weeks/months/years than you can imagine, but I won’t. You can just ‘suck it up’, right?)

My mother in law has had more ECT treatments than anyone can count. All it did for her is turn her brain into squirrel-scat…in fact, we know when she’s feeling ‘normal’ when she complains about wanting to die. Not fun for her or anyone else.

All I know is that depression sucks ass, and I do NOT choose it. It chose me, though–how lucky can one boy be? Why couldn’t I have been chosen by something easier to deal with, like heroin?
At least horse has a hipster factor that makes money (if you play guitar, at least). Depression only breeds bitter masturbators that troll blogs…umm…waitaminnit…

Seriously–thank you for the article.

By: Shelley

Shelley — Sun, 19 Dec 2010 20:17:31 +0000

Love this post. I have suffered from depression for many years and thankfully seem to be having a period of quiet right now. I feel so isolated alot of time with this illness, and when you read something so very well written which makes you realise other people have had (or are having) the same experience, it really strikes a chord. You forget theres a mask you have to wear when you can’t cope. Thanks for sharing.

By: fhqwgads

fhqwgads — Sat, 11 Dec 2010 22:35:55 +0000

Had to go back and read biffs comment, because everyone was referencing it. It’s not that bad.

Biff, the problem with your argument is that you are not taking in to account the historical evolution of human psychology. Of course people in the 12th century didn’t suffer from modern depression, they were much more deeply emotionally disturbed than modern people. If you want to see examples go check out Lloyd Demaus’ institute for psychohistory. Why do you think that people in the middle ages lived in utter poverty, under an aristocracy, and a mass murdering church? Hello, they were emotionally disturbed people.

Depression is rationally inexcusable, you can’t justify it logically, it’s caused by the chemical makeup of the brain. But, frankly, depressives don’t give two shits about what you think of the subject, it’s hardly relevant to our internal misery. You’re ill-informed derision pales in comparison to the rest of our day to day suffering.

It’s great that you haven’t experienced depression, so you don’t have a frame of reference to understand. But, your lack of empathy and antagonism suggests an emotional disorder all it’s own. People deride others as a projection of their feelings about themselves. Maybe you actually dislike yourself, or maybe yer just a psychopath.

By: alex

alex — Thu, 20 May 2010 23:10:21 +0000

I remember in High School they tried a few medications. The side effects were unbearable and initially I couldn’t function. Then, as the side effects calmed and I got used to it, my anger and hate that I had been to depressed to act upon destroyed the rest of my youth.

By: @nicolewick

@nicolewick — Mon, 12 Apr 2010 05:00:40 +0000

I understand friend, I understand.

By: Cyndi

Cyndi — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 02:37:09 +0000

I came back to re-read this and find it so true to life, real, and very comforting in that I am not alone and what I am going through is not just what some might say “a cry for attention”. yea, r-i-g-h-t! I wish one person who has ever said that or even thought that about another someone who is truly suffering from depression – could just walk in that depressed person’s shoes for a day, having to experience what it’s like to be empty and shallow and the depth of sadness that person has to cover up with a mask of some kind just to make it through the day. “Fake it till you make it” just doesn’t work, in my twenty-something (thirty? don’t remember) years of dealing with depression and other mental disorders. Thank you for writing this, I’m glad I came back to it.

By: sara k

sara k — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 08:43:37 +0000

the void starts small, you never know it’s growing
it dissolves you from bottom up but you continue never knowing that it’s growing
that irksome little sentiment of owing
is sewing
tiny increments on who you used to be,
who you used to see
that swelling in the chest you used to get is ’bout to
spring free
lost to you now for the long haul just leave
me alone in the corner
why try to fight this disease, it does more than displease, it turns everything grey, makes you say
“who cares about someday?”
that poisonous phrase,
who cares about sunday, monday,
who cares what the future brings
so why try
why try to decide
why try to breathe
why try to take a step more than you need
it’s so hard to try to grow, when you know
that the nothing is eating you up inside
you can’t hide
from yourself so you hide from everything else
the opposite of mental health
when you want to find something to be afraid of you
realize that it’s JUST you
that there’s nothing more to do
just hole up and chew
on past ideas you THOUGHT were true
and try to dream up something new
to motivate you.

By: Kellyg

Kellyg — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 23:06:16 +0000

I started to read the comments and stopped at Biff’s. I wish I didn’t read that. That hurt way too much.

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