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.
depressed people cant face life..thats the problem..u dont know, or got a clue on depression..how dare you.write this..yes family friends upset.. its not nice to leave them..depressed people grieve on a regular basis .about there own lives,and the people that surround them..do you honestly think... that depressed people take there lives as so no thought to others?..im afraid if you belive that..you darling not a clue on depression..i done it..because.. my family would be better off without me..as they kept telling me that...only docs kept me alive..and im here to tell the tale..do not sit in judgment of others.how dare you do that..im disgusted at this post
I'm in pain. Physical pain as well as mental pain. Some days, when people touch me, it sends a searing jolt like an electric shock through my body that I can still feel hours later. It almost leaves a burn.
Because I truly feel that getting better is not going to happen for me. I've been fighting depression for many years. I'm on medication, and it helps, but not so much that I never think about suicide. I have a disease for which there is no cure. I would never deny a person with MS or ALS or cancer the right to end their suffering.
Life involves facing loss. My husband married me knowing there was a chance he would outlive me. Children most often bury their parents its the natural order of things. Yes, an untimely death is more painful, but is it more painful than the pain that I am dealing with every day? I just dont know.
Because I look around at my life and think about how it would be with me gone. Would the scale tip toward better off or worse off? There are some that would be worse off yes, but there are many who would hurt but then lead a better life.
Because I find death fascinating. I always have. I guess I'm morbid.
Because I'm so very very very tired. No amount of sleep can cure me. I need to never wake.
Because every act I need to do to live takes more energy than I am capable of. Brushing my teeth takes too much energy. Making dinner is too hard. Speaking to people is too hard. I am surrounded by things that need to be done - a mountain that overwhelms me; never shrinks, only grows. So many people seem to conquer their mountains, I am crushed by mine.
Why I Haven't Done it (Yet): Mostly, its because I am generally a kind person and don't want to hurt people, my children especially.
I don't find it helpful when people say that suicide is not an option. For me, it is always an option. So far, it hasn't been the best option, but it is never off the table for me. Somehow, just having that escape valve helps me get through my day.
I have posted this so that Donna (if she is still reading) can perhaps get a glimpse into the psyche of a person who suffers from depression and thoughts of suicide. Perhaps I am a coward living often takes more bravery than I feel I have. Perhaps I am too lazy to live life. Perhaps I am selfish if others have to continue to live, why should I get to opt out? But ultimately, those are not characteristics that I think people associate with me. Would death change that? We say people who battle cancer are brave are those that die cowards? I hope not. If I commit suicide, I have lost the war with depression. This does not mean I didnt fight my hardest. Who but me knows how tough the opponent is?
I have never had someone I know commit suicide. I hope if I do I will remember that they made a difficult choice, but one they felt they had to make. They felt that all other options were too awful. I am free to make the same choice any time I want and I choose to live. For today at least.
I don't know if you've noticed that a person truly contemplating suicide usually already has a pretty bad opinion of themselves, may actually loathe themselves, only people with healthy self-esteem are going to be prevented by the thought of being a coward or quitter.
I mean when you are rocking back and forth sobbing in such deep pain that the thought of dying is the only comfort available to you . . . you don't give a F*CK about being a coward or quitter. WHY at that point is the question . . . why live in this pain that just seems like it won't go away? All rational thoughts have this time been drowned . . . even thoughts of family can be vague and unforceful . . . sanity trying to make it's way through the fog the illness of depression has cast over your mind . . .
Now that the above is out of the way, I'll actually respond.
I read your profile and I don't think you understand what depression is. The depression most people experience after the death of a loved one is a normal occurrence, depression by itself is not normal. You are probably experiencing something different than most of the people here.
You cannot accurately judge ANYONE for their actions. Some people might attempt suicide, fail and lead a horrible life afterward because of it. Some of them might even think they DESERVE that. THAT'S what depression does.
By posting what you did in this area, I'm almost positive you have never been depressed to the degree people who are suicidal are. It takes a lot of courage to commit suicide when part of you thinks you deserve the suffering you are experiencing.
I hope you never experience the pain and self hatred that so many of us on here live with, and have lived with, for years.
You really don't understand depression and each time you respond, you make that more and more clear.
I finally understood that about my ex; apparently he felt that he was beyond being of any good to anyone anymore. I could have told him he was wrong, but in that state of mind would he have heard that? Those who contemplate suicide need understanding and intervention, not being called names and someone trying to "shame" them out of feeling the way they do. THAT doesn't work. While I've never actively tried to kill myself, I've had plenty of times in my life when I thought that I was too messed up to ever be of any good to anyone, and didn't care if I lived or died, and went through my days accordingly. The mindset is the same.
I asked what happened, Donna, to make you put this post up. You haven't seen fit to answer. If anyone has gotten defensive here, it's you. You say that we're taking things too personally? Well of course we are! You're hitting a nerve here. Our illness is VERY personal to us. Getting us "riled up" will more than likely backfire on you.