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.
oh, geez, guess who the VILLIAN is again.
if anyone took ONE second to actually READ the things i've written today, they would SEE that i bashed NO ONE. they would SEE that the CONCERN i have is for the many hundreds on here..that ALSO have FEELINGS and are devastated by "certain" posts.
how dare i??? well, how dare YOU, for minimizing the many, many tender hearts here...that FIGHT depression every....single...day. THEY deserve your time and energy, JUST as much. the ones who FIGHT FOR...and WITH each other...every effin' DAY.
all of the very thinly veiled references to me today...has done NADA. u know why?? because the people who KNOW me...know my HEART.
excuse the HELL outta me for being sensible, reasonable...and direct. trust me, i highly DOUBT, an insincere pat on the head EVER saved ONE dang life.
y'all know NOTHING of me...the ones that DO...well, DO.
care about THAT....yes???????????????????
if anyone took ONE second to actually READ the things i've written today, they would SEE that i bashed NO ONE. they would SEE that the CONCERN i have is for the many hundreds on here..that ALSO have FEELINGS and are devastated by "certain" posts.
how dare i??? well, how dare YOU, for minimizing the many, many tender hearts here...that FIGHT depression every....single...day. THEY deserve your time and energy, JUST as much. the ones who FIGHT FOR...and WITH each other...every effin' DAY.
all of the very thinly veiled references to me today...has done NADA. u know why?? because the people who KNOW me...know my HEART.
excuse the HELL outta me for being sensible, reasonable...and direct. trust me, i highly DOUBT, an insincere pat on the head EVER saved ONE dang life.
y'all know NOTHING of me...the ones that DO...well, DO.
care about THAT....yes???????????????????
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
You rock girl.
xoxoxo
i'm somehow wrong because i care more about those of us who FIGHT depression??? the ones who DIE a little everyday??? yet FIGHT it?
anyone that wants to be played, FINE..but i'd MUCH rather spend my time and energy with someone that will FIGHT, with me, and FOR me...against this effin' depression.
all the time wasted on the OBVIOUS to a moron hoaxes, could be time well SPENT with someone who WANTS to live. THOSE people get left in the dust.
oh yeah, and guess what? i'm here..just because i never post my woes on the board, doesn't mean i don't battle this every day, and have for 40 years.
*wink*