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.
WARNING - RANT
I've seen a couple shrinks in the past and they assured me that I was depressed. I don't consider myself depressed. I just have a perspective on life that is vigorously rejected and discredited by society: I don't feel like living. This does not compute at all...
"Oh you don't want to live...we'll that is because you have a mental illness called "depression" and you are not thinking clearly."
So the accepted notion is that every-single-fucking person that is, was, and ever will be wants to live. Anyone who disagrees is crazy. God knows that we can't agree on anything...why in the fuck would we agree on that?
There is plenty of help for "depressed" people. Those who aspire to "get with the program" and be happy to be alive.
But what about me? Shrinks and doctors are not in any position to TRULY listen to or help me. What are they going to say:
Oh, ok, so you would just rather go ahead and end this thing? Alright, step in the back and the doctor will give you a quick, painless death.
The best I can hope for is damage control. How to make the rest of my life more bearable. But I know that the best thing is to just bypass it all. And I am alone.
Life's problems should be for people who actually want to live...I shouldn't have to deal with that bullshit. It's obscene.
I suppose the proper thing to do is to take matters into my own hands and kill myself. But FUCK THAT! I have done my homework and know there is no "safe" way to kill yourself. There is always the possibility that you will survive as a brain-dead/crippled/disfigured/handi-capped pile of shit.
Suicide is a bad fucking idea...just as performing an abortion on yourself is a bad fucking idea. That is why we have abortion clinics (USA)...to make an unpleasant situation safe, certain and somewhat acceptable.
If we afford such luxuries to women who wish to kill their children, why don't we do the same for those who wish to kill themselves?
But I am not a reacitve person. I am proactive. So naturally, I have a solution.
Euthanasia clinics. Ta-da! How about we accept that -yeah- there are people who don't want to live...just as we accept that there are women who don't want their children to live.
I am excedingly generous in my proposal. You must be at least 30 years old to be a candidate. You must undergo 3 years of counseling and forced medication. After that, you are able to be taken seriously. If you still wish to be euthanaized...then so be it.
I belive that this will prevent more planned deaths than it causes.
The kiddies will have a tangible reason to not attempt suicide..."If I wait until I'm 30...I can get a quick, pain-free, and certain death." As a result, they may reach their 30's and want to go on living.
"Depressed" adults will seek counseling and medication more readily because there is an objective that they desire...and in turn they may be "cured."
And counselers will able to truly communicate with their patients and not just tap-dance around the idea of planned death. It will be on the table as a real-ethical-legal option. Hmmm...they are inside the sacred circle. They will finally be able to talk seriously about this taboo. This kind of frank honesty will break down walls of isolation.
At any rate it will eliminate horrendous botched-suicide attempts, the horror of finding a gory dead body of a loved one and the perpetual and ridiculously unnecessary suffering of those who TRULY have no desire to go on living.
Imagine that. Freedom. Life teaches us that we are accountable, but that is bullshit. We are free. Right?
I've seen a couple shrinks in the past and they assured me that I was depressed. I don't consider myself depressed. I just have a perspective on life that is vigorously rejected and discredited by society: I don't feel like living. This does not compute at all...
"Oh you don't want to live...we'll that is because you have a mental illness called "depression" and you are not thinking clearly."
So the accepted notion is that every-single-fucking person that is, was, and ever will be wants to live. Anyone who disagrees is crazy. God knows that we can't agree on anything...why in the fuck would we agree on that?
There is plenty of help for "depressed" people. Those who aspire to "get with the program" and be happy to be alive.
But what about me? Shrinks and doctors are not in any position to TRULY listen to or help me. What are they going to say:
Oh, ok, so you would just rather go ahead and end this thing? Alright, step in the back and the doctor will give you a quick, painless death.
The best I can hope for is damage control. How to make the rest of my life more bearable. But I know that the best thing is to just bypass it all. And I am alone.
Life's problems should be for people who actually want to live...I shouldn't have to deal with that bullshit. It's obscene.
I suppose the proper thing to do is to take matters into my own hands and kill myself. But FUCK THAT! I have done my homework and know there is no "safe" way to kill yourself. There is always the possibility that you will survive as a brain-dead/crippled/disfigured/handi-capped pile of shit.
Suicide is a bad fucking idea...just as performing an abortion on yourself is a bad fucking idea. That is why we have abortion clinics (USA)...to make an unpleasant situation safe, certain and somewhat acceptable.
If we afford such luxuries to women who wish to kill their children, why don't we do the same for those who wish to kill themselves?
But I am not a reacitve person. I am proactive. So naturally, I have a solution.
Euthanasia clinics. Ta-da! How about we accept that -yeah- there are people who don't want to live...just as we accept that there are women who don't want their children to live.
I am excedingly generous in my proposal. You must be at least 30 years old to be a candidate. You must undergo 3 years of counseling and forced medication. After that, you are able to be taken seriously. If you still wish to be euthanaized...then so be it.
I belive that this will prevent more planned deaths than it causes.
The kiddies will have a tangible reason to not attempt suicide..."If I wait until I'm 30...I can get a quick, pain-free, and certain death." As a result, they may reach their 30's and want to go on living.
"Depressed" adults will seek counseling and medication more readily because there is an objective that they desire...and in turn they may be "cured."
And counselers will able to truly communicate with their patients and not just tap-dance around the idea of planned death. It will be on the table as a real-ethical-legal option. Hmmm...they are inside the sacred circle. They will finally be able to talk seriously about this taboo. This kind of frank honesty will break down walls of isolation.
At any rate it will eliminate horrendous botched-suicide attempts, the horror of finding a gory dead body of a loved one and the perpetual and ridiculously unnecessary suffering of those who TRULY have no desire to go on living.
Imagine that. Freedom. Life teaches us that we are accountable, but that is bullshit. We are free. Right?
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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??
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Anyone up for a march on Washington? HA!