Depression Support Group
Depression is a real and debilitating condition that is often misunderstood by family and friends. Its meaning can range from a prolonged period of sadness to an actual mental illness with specific symptoms. Find and share experiences with others who are going through the same struggles.
I'm sorry to hear about your father. Every day is indeed hard. It sounds like you have a lot of love to give and are very sensitive. I think that these are good things, always, even though it can hurt. We and the people around us are better when we love, and even though every day has sadness, every day has beauty too.
I'm so sorry about your dad. That must be extremely painful. Did you have a close relationship with him growing up? Tell us a good memory you have of him. I have never been close to my own father, or any man, but it makes me relieved to hear there are good men in this world. Don't feel pressured. Share whatever you want, in your own time. But please keep reaching out, keep sharing your life and your struggles with us. Talk it out with us. I, for one am here for you, and I will listen and hear you. Be gentle to yourself, let yourself feel the pain, and please know you're not alone. You have been there for me when I thought I couldn't live to tomorrow. Please let us be there for you too. Great job on reaching out. Don't be afraid to continue to do so. In healing ourselves, we heal others. Sending you comfort and love as you go through this transition. And thanks again, for your friendship. I think you're pretty amazing!
so much for reading my post ....I wanted you all to know why I was taking breaks from here ...that I was having problems with my depreshion and that I need you ...to hold me up ...without all of you I don't think I would be..coping as well as I am .....every day is hard ..and it makes me tired like I am carring some great load on me ..and ..it is pressing dowen on me and every day I have to pust it back .....and ..I don't know when the next brak is comming ...and when it comes I am afraid ......of ..how I will be after ..it ....I don't now if I will get over it ...I feel very vulnerable ...and I don't like that feeling eather ..........I do have wounderfull memories of my father ..to many to ..put here .....he worked there. shifte days afternoons and nights he also drove the school buss .....so when he was days ....we would be all weating for his lunch pail because he always had somthing in there for ....it was always a surprise .....sometimes ..he bought us candid .....or some pop ..or a sandwich ....we shared .what ever we found ...................on ..weakends ..we went for rids dowen ..roads ..untill we came to a lake and we got out and ...made a fire ....my mom ...put a hole meal in the pressure cooker and cooked it on the firer ....we would swimm .pick berries ..............".....he use to give us ...10 or 15 cents ..to spend but we had to walk all over our towen with him to get it ....I loved the walks ...after a while other kids wanted to go so my dad said ..go get your money we will weaight for you ....we had ..good size group .....that walked with us ....and we would talk ...my dad ...liked to teas but in a very good way it always made you smile ....................it is going to be. so hard to not have him. .here ....I need your prayers ....for strength ....and so I don't break again ......take care ...be kind to your selves ...I keep you all in my prayers ....God bless ..
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