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.
WELL ANOTHER DAY OF WANTING TO FUCKING DIE. MY NEW DOCTOR PUT ME ON PROZAC TODAY. I AM HOPING THAT IT HELPS ME OUT. I REALLY DON'T TRUST MEDICATIONS ANYMORE. I HAVE BEEN ON WAY TOO MANY AND NONE OF THEM HAS HELPED ME. BUT ANYWAYS. I NO LONGER NEED TO BE ON THIS EARTH. NOBODY CARES NOBODY LISTENS ANYMORE. (NOT MEANING ANYONE ON HERE) IT JUST SEEMS TO ME THAT THE PEOPLE THAT ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP ME ARE JUST TURNING ME AWAY. HONESTLY I SHOULD NOT BE HERE RIGHT NOW. I SHOULD BE IN THE PSYCH HOSPITAL. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE A FEW WEEKS AGO. I SLICED MY ARM ALL TO HELL GOT STAPLES AND STITCHES AND JUST THE OTHER DAY I TOOK A RAZOR BLADE STABBED MYSELF IN THE LEG AND JUST PULLED AND PULLED CUTTING MYSELF. I GOT SOME STITCHES IN MY LEG NOW TOO. I WENT TODAY TO GET THE STAPLES OUT OF MY ARM AND THE MORON OF A DOCTOR WAS JUST RIPPING THEM OUT AND I HAD TO GET STITCHES PUT BACK INTO MY ARM BECUASE HE RIPPED OPEN THE CUT ON MY ARM AGAIN, WOULD NOT STOP BLEEDING FOR I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG. HE SENT ME TO THE ER TO GET THE STITCHES PUT BACK IN. BUT STILL I WAS DOING ALL OF THIS HOPING THAT I WOULD BLEED TO DEATH. I USED A BUTCHER KNIFE ON MY ARM. BUT OH WELL APPEARANTLY NOBODY CARES IF I DIE OR NOT. ALL OF THIS IS HOW I KNOW THAT I AM A BURDEN TO EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING THAT I COME INTO CONTACT WITH. BUT HEY WHO CARES ANYMORE RIGHT?? IT'S JUST JENN. RIGHT? YES IT IS RIGHT. I HATE FEELING LIKE THIS BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE. I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING ANYMORE. I NEED HELP AND DON'T KNOW WHERE OR WHO TO TURN TO ANYMORE.
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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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Has anyone tried these supplements? Do they give MGers more quality of life by improving memory and overall well being?Thanks!Barbel
Maybe the hospital could help you with meds and counseling?
DO you have a support sustem at home? Anyone you can confide in????
You are hurting and struggeling and for that I am so sorry. I understand the need to die... I fight it often. It is woth living and happiness does come.
I am here for you.
How long have you been on the prozac?
Don't give up. Your illness means you can't see right now just how valuable your life is. But rest assured you really are.
You are so young and from your picture you are really pretty. At 20 you cannot possibly have experienced everything life has to offer you. You have every reason to live if not for yourself then for what you can give to others. Imagine in the future when you have your depression under control... perhaps you could travel abroad and help poor communities with a charity? Perhaps oneday you will be strng enough to tell your story as a survivor and be able to help others in crisis.
Please don't write yourself off at the age of 20. You have no idea what is around the corner. You are going through some shit and I know how ghastly it is. But no feeling, good or bad, lasts forever.
The darkest day is still just 24 hours long. It is better to light a candle than curse the darkness.
If you are genuinely feeling suicidal then please call the emergency services and tell them (911 in US?).
You really do have so much to live for. xxx
I want to help
my niece went in
I have been in, and you are a smart young lady...