Anxiety/Depression/Mental Illness Support

[Shell B]

You may not get better, but you will have it in peaks and valleys. Live for the valleys.

[Napoléon]

That is honestly the funniest post I've read all year. Fuck man, I was laughing for ages.

Aha I try

[zentor]

Is valley the good one?
But what's the point when in good I start college and then breakdown and end up expelled or dropped
Every year I go ti college and am still a freshman
So I can't accomplish anything in life
I habit ever worked for more than a few months
See no point in anything
Immobly alive cuz my parents still support me
Hut for how long???

[Shell B]

Valley is the good one, in this case, yes. I wouldn't want to be on a peak of mental illness all of the time.

[LiberalHearted]

I call em cuz thats what everyone says to do and when I'm desperate I need someone totell i wanna die

Keep calling and find other numbers. Call 911 and spend some time in a facility. Don't give up, someone inside of you is worth the living.

I'm sick as shit, have dreams that I want to die.

Thing is there's no cure for mental disease but treatment, thing is for dizzy shaky numb hands and feet, with migraines and pain throughout my body and uncontrollable muscles spasms and old; life is worth living.

Give the medical community something to do, they need to work harder.

You wouldn't believe it but you'd be missed.

But I finally realize there's no cure for mental illness
People don't get better really, I was in hospital for most of 2011 And I saw people in 40s that kept ending there too

And we all keep plugging. We keep going on. Somehow out of my crew we know what you are feeling. of course I couldn't give names or such, but my greatest friends (mostly atheists) are all in the same boat as you.
We go to the same 'consultation center' take our meds and talk to each other see each other and even make each other laugh.

When I was in college I thought I'd finish my psychology degree and help people with what I experienced

Unless again gaining a support group of friends, which the help comes from all. Psychology was my major too.

But there really is no help. I been through sooooo many cbt and dbt classes
Sooooo many coping skills
But when the reality hits, that life is bs, none of that really helps
You guys seen southpark? Maybe those of us with depression are the ones who see the world for what it is, shit

Sometimes ya gotta go through a fucking (seemingly) lifetime of shit. To get to the a ha moment of what the fuck that was about.
Sometimes you have to spend endless fucking hours in therapy, groups and sessions to see that there is someone else worse than you, and wow that light goes on, maybe this person I can help and then my life is worth it.

Sometimes meeting people that are your mirror, ya take the chance to go full monty and let it all out of your system and sometimes you find the medication that just makes you sleepy but puts a few things in perspective.

Sometimes you have to push the throttle, for the thrill of the speed, to know hey I really want to be around a little longer.

As long a there is sometimes, there is a figment of hope.

I'll PM you some things just too private for a full forum.
Mostly hang in there.

[Creed of Heresy]

I've attempted suicide three separate times. All three times ended in failure. Well, I mean...maybe they succeeded in a sense, since life is all you have and if you end it, what do you have, right? You have absolutely nothing. Hell, LESS than nothing. First time I wanted to shoot myself. I didn't want to shoot myself in the head because I wanted to feel the last few moments of my life, so I aimed for the heart. ...Unfortunately my knowledge of anatomy wasn't too good and I was using a .22 with low-pressure ammunition so I put a non-lethal round into the opposite side of my body where my heart is. And a gunshot is kind of...loud. So people came rushing in, and the docs managed to stop the bleeding and patched my lung back up. Second time, I tried to hang myself. Fucking ceiling fan gave out. Third time I figured I'd jump from a bridge onto concrete. Broke both of my legs, sprained my wrists, dislocated both shoulders, fractured my left arm, suffered a concussion and fractured skull, but no loss of life.

I never told anyone ahead of time. I was numb to the world. I didn't want to be saved. I didn't want to be stopped. I didn't feel anything. I couldn't even muster the will to feel sad. I just felt...a void.

If you feel distraught enough to call a suicide hotline but not distraught to the point of being incapable of feeling even overwhelming pain...take solace in that small fact. That you're still human enough, still conscious enough, to have some small piece of you still clawing at the desire to live. Find that little piece and focus on it. There is something in your life, something, or someone, that is giving you a reason to live. You may not be curable but you CAN be treatable, and treatment starts with you on this. Start by finding what it is that keeps you going. Devote yourself to it, pour what little energy you have left into it. I promise it will work.

[fr0d0]

When I was in the middle of my illness I saw no way out. I did get out though and have had nearly 30 pretty happy years now. I made a conscious effort to ditch negativity. Life is dealing me some shit this year. It's tough occasionally. Made worse by my seemingly natural reclusive tendancies. I do think that depression is a frame of mind we slip in to, and is a lot of work to overcome.

[Jackalope]

When I was in the middle of my illness I saw no way out. I did get out though and have had nearly 30 pretty happy years now. I made a conscious effort to ditch negativity. Life is dealing me some shit this year. It's tough occasionally. Made worse by my seemingly natural reclusive tendancies. I do think that depression is a frame of mind we slip in to, and is a lot of work to overcome.

Glad you found your way out of it, fr0d0 - it isn't easy.

[Creed of Heresy]

When I was in the middle of my illness I saw no way out. I did get out though and have had nearly 30 pretty happy years now. I made a conscious effort to ditch negativity. Life is dealing me some shit this year. It's tough occasionally. Made worse by my seemingly natural reclusive tendancies. I do think that depression is a frame of mind we slip in to, and is a lot of work to overcome.

That is a struggle in and of itself and to succeed in it, temporarily or otherwise, is always something I can respect quite a lot. Props, Fr0dz.

[zentor]

IM PISSED PLAYING SWGEMU AND THIS ASSHOLE TAKES ALL MYSPAWNS

I ALWAYS SAY ON FB THAT I WANT TO DIE BUT NO ONE REPSONDS ANYMORE
SO I GOT ON MY MOMS FB AND SAID I KILLED MYSELF AND MY FAMILY STARTED CALLING MY MOM

NOW SHE PISSED AND LEFT THE HOUSE AND IM FEELING LIKE SHIT AND ALL ALONE CANT FUCKING TAKEI TANYMORE