Bipolar Disorder Support Group
Bipolar disorder is not just a single disorder, but a category of mood disorders marked by periods of abnormally high energy and euphoria, often accompanied by bouts of clinical depression. This is the place to talk about your experience with bipolar disorder, learn from others' experiences, and find support.
I often wonder why everyone isn't depressed in this world. We're all getting older, uglier, slower and will eventually die. There is no evidence other than personal experiences (which they say are delusions) that there is even a God or heaven.
It's always the same thing. School, work, saving up for crummy vacations and then it's back to the same thing. Is life really about, school, work and popping out kids? I feel like we're all slaves in society. There is no such thing as true freedom. If you don't have money you're screwed. I hate how society is.
I can't find meaning in anything anymore. I don't know how people can go about their daily lives, carefree, when life sucks this much. Getting old and knowing you'll eventually die. Humans have the curse of a big brain. We've evolved enough to question our existence, and the more I question it and learn, the more meaningless it feels to me.
I wish I could be like a clueless kid again, who once had a lot of faith. I was happier with at least some sort of faith to cling onto. But the more knowledge I have about the universe, the more pointless it seems to me.
People tell me to get hobbies and other junk I don't care about. Everything bores me. Nothing interests me anymore. I think most people really are unhappy inside, but they put on a fake face because "that's how things are supposed to be." People just accept that this is the way things are, and then nothing ever changes.
I feel like no one understands me. I think about death everyday. No one wants to talk about it. Why? It happens everyday and could happen to any of us, at any moment. I embrace that idea and really wish I'd drop dead, somehow. People work themselves to death, for big houses and cars and other junk they wont even be able to enjoy, because once they retire, they'll feel too old to enjoy their money anyway.
I don't understand life. I don't understand how people can be happy in it. I don't understand how anyone would wanna bring kids into this world, to go through the same crap they did. I wish I was aborted.
Sorry for this, just needed to vent somewhere. Lord knows people wouldn't understand it on facebook.
It's always the same thing. School, work, saving up for crummy vacations and then it's back to the same thing. Is life really about, school, work and popping out kids? I feel like we're all slaves in society. There is no such thing as true freedom. If you don't have money you're screwed. I hate how society is.
I can't find meaning in anything anymore. I don't know how people can go about their daily lives, carefree, when life sucks this much. Getting old and knowing you'll eventually die. Humans have the curse of a big brain. We've evolved enough to question our existence, and the more I question it and learn, the more meaningless it feels to me.
I wish I could be like a clueless kid again, who once had a lot of faith. I was happier with at least some sort of faith to cling onto. But the more knowledge I have about the universe, the more pointless it seems to me.
People tell me to get hobbies and other junk I don't care about. Everything bores me. Nothing interests me anymore. I think most people really are unhappy inside, but they put on a fake face because "that's how things are supposed to be." People just accept that this is the way things are, and then nothing ever changes.
I feel like no one understands me. I think about death everyday. No one wants to talk about it. Why? It happens everyday and could happen to any of us, at any moment. I embrace that idea and really wish I'd drop dead, somehow. People work themselves to death, for big houses and cars and other junk they wont even be able to enjoy, because once they retire, they'll feel too old to enjoy their money anyway.
I don't understand life. I don't understand how people can be happy in it. I don't understand how anyone would wanna bring kids into this world, to go through the same crap they did. I wish I was aborted.
Sorry for this, just needed to vent somewhere. Lord knows people wouldn't understand it on facebook.
Money does have a tendency to affect our self-worth, but we know better. Taking a walk outside, looking at the colors in nature, feeling a cool breeze... spending time with my cat (when he wants some attention)... talking with a friend... listening to some music...
Make any sense? I guess not. But I too have vented about this very thought process, mistakenly on my blog ( which my husband then read) and felt personally attacked by my lack of interest in life.
I think and believe that my utter disappointment in life is because I have not walked the path I am supposed to walk. (No spiritual meaning intended, actually just that I am frustratingly intelligent, but am in a relationship that does not condone me working outside the home.)
I am dreadfully unhappy with my choices and how I have given my power away over the years.
My dad passed away last month at the age of 74. Although I think he achieved a certain level of greatness, he knew that he never reached even half of his potential.
I can count the few times I saw my dad laugh. Sorry I digress, but what I meant to say, was...
Yes you cannot admit these things on Facebook....never...
And yes life can seem like a freaken waste of time, ....if you are not happy with yourself.
I have no words of encouragement, except, if you can find the tiniest little bit of respect for yourself as a being, a strong, intelligent being, with talents that you have maybe forgotten about, or a skill that you can use to help others...do it.
Push yourself to make a difference to your day. You can! You must!
You're right life isn't fair, beauty fades, the body wears down, we don't get everything we wish for, money doesn't grow on trees, people we love move away or die but there is more than one side of the pole of being bipolar and most of the time we're somewhere in the middle of good and bad.
I hope that you feel better soon.