let's see i'm fat, ( I had 3 C-sections) i'm trying to fight that one by going to the gym.
I'm lazy - i'm raising 3 kids on my own, just finished school & working full time
i'm a failure there things that I have left undone
i'm a bad mother- my boys are 15, 13, & 11 & unfortunately they found some wrong "friends" the oldest & youngest have learned while the middle one still fights me.

like you I care a lot about my friends, family & helping who I can here while I tend to keep my things bottled up inside

im fat and ugly and there is no changing that....the older I get the less I care about how I look. I am trying to lose weight but in 4 1/2 months I've lost the same 8 pounds 3 or 4 times.

I'm a stupid idiot. I a retard. I'm not worth anything.

I am not stupid and I am not an idiot , I not a retard, and I am worth a lot to all my friends. Dawn

For me I hear my Mom in my head still. " I hate you!", I can't stand the site of you!", I wish you where never born". My ex husband," Your a bad Mother! ", what the F! Don't you know how to cook?! This tastes like shit!" Damn Honey! I think it's time for Jenny Craig!"
I'm not loveable. No one could possible love me, I'm damaged.
It's hard but I know I'm a good Mom, my girls tell me so, and they like my cooking. I'm a good and loyal friend. I would give anyone the shirt off my back if that's what they needed. I know I'm a good person, and now that I'm older, I know growing up I was a good kid, not the lies my Mother told me.

I'm nothing more then a useless ugly whore
No one gives a fuck about what I have to say, so I shouldn't say anything at all. Keep your mouth shut you stupid weirdo.
I don't know how to do anything right, I am a failure
I scare people away, I am a scary freak!

I try not to listen, but when these are all things I have been repeatedly told throughout my life, sometimes I feel like my depression knows what it has been talking about.

HUGS

I can write a book on how many lies my depression has told me. I listen to them because at that moment, nothing positive sticks.

I am worthless because I've been told that so many times that it must be true. I'm nothing because I have failed in many things in life. Everyone will be better off without me because I feel like no one cares.

I know I am not those things because I know I have worth in my life and I am something, I'm here, there's gotta be a reason. I have so many people in my life that actually care about me and need me in their lives as much as I need them in mine. They would be lost if I ever gave into my depression and dark thoughts. They are the reason why I fight.

my depression tells me that nobody cares about me and that I hav wasted my life and that I will never happy

I'm new on this site, but there is definitely a reason that I am here! The lazy, unattractive, failure comments have been running rampant through my mind for a while now. I am not a good mother or a good cook and things will NEVER get better plague me too.
Ultimately, I am a Christian so I do still hold onto the hope that I will have a much healthier self-image one day (sooner rather than later would be better in my opinion) and that the things that I truly do need to improve on, will be worked out or at least improved upon.

It gets very hard to ignore some days though, I know that I am a caring and loving person but sometimes I don't even feel like trying anymore, like maybe the world and my feelings are right. In those times, I hang on for my children and relatives and say extra prayers. Did I mention, I pray A LOT these days :-) But seriously, I am praying for you all too, no one should endure the kind of verbal abuse we are putting on ourselves and I doubt that most of us if any would dish it out to anyone else either!

PS- those of us who were actually fed these horrific and devastating LIES from others- consider the source, misery truly loves company!

PPS- oh, and is it just me, but the more I go over this laundry list of things wrong with me or at least the way I see it, the less I feel like doing ie- eating, getting out of bed, cleaning, leaving the house and the list goes on. It's a daily ongoing struggle for me at this point!

I am fat, ugly, worthless, and nothing I do matters. I will not be a good mother( I don't have any kids yet), I will become my mother which if you knew my mother you would understand why that frightens me. And no one care if I live or die. No one wants to be around me because I am annoying. I know all of these things are not true. But it still hurts.

Wow, thank you all for sharing. I hope we can all work to counteract the effects of theses negative and ultimately self-defeating messages. Please know that I am keeping all of you in my thoughts and prayers and that I truly believe that together we can get better and treat ourselves with the loving kindness we deserve. Hang in there everyone!

Depression has told me that I am not worth having a special someone in my life. It's been 12 years since my divorce...
I was once so very outgoing and had energy...it's like 1 step forward and 5 steps back when it comes to improving my life...it too has told me that I am not the woman or mother that I used to be....
I try to fight these things, but lack motivation...
I will try to motive myself today.
Great post to ask people! I don't feel so alone

I quit my dayjob to write a five book YA fiction series on the lies my depression has told me--and the truth. Sneak peeks on friends only journals. Until I out write the mob of commercial twihards and my anonymity is compromised. 8)

For other tortured writers, like the xlibris publishing Facebook page. Their posts are my reminder that I am neither alone nor insane. My name is Oscar Wilde and I want to be a poetry pop star.

To many to mention. As old friend here said once depression is a lying bastard.