depression
It is not just a matter of feeling sad; discover an honest view of the mental, emotional and physical toll of clinical depression.
Journal (May 18 - June 7, 2017)
May 18, 2017 Hello everyone, So the main topic I think I want to talk about today is the past. There are many things that happen in someone past. It can be good or bad. People in the 20th century judge others now by how they look, most of the time. There are some who don't, but they are the special ones. Me, I never judge someone by their look. I get to know them.
By Jasmin Eddy7 years ago in Psyche
Losing Your Sense of Urgency to Depression
Despite deadlines looming, barely any food in the fridge, medication dwindling, your depression brain wants to put everything off. Everything can wait. And even when the supplies do finally run out, it’s a mammoth effort to get up and out to re-stock. You reschedule tasks for the next day, and the next day; moving through each one at a snail’s pace that you can’t change. It’s like slogging through mud every day with a tired resignation that this is how it is until the depression begins to lift a little.
By Alicia Brunskill7 years ago in Psyche
Losing Myself
There wasn’t just a single event that led to that moment in my life. It was a collection of misfortune, impaired thinking, and defective genetics. Rarely am I upset about just one thing. I tend to bottle up my emotions, until it is too much. All someone has to do is open the bottle, and all my emotions flood out. I don’t remember what set me off that day—maybe it was a mistake I had made, something hurtful someone said, or I could have just woken up that way, but I don’t remember. I just remember the absolutely unendurable pain.
By Let Me Type7 years ago in Psyche
Waiting for the Rain Clouds
Winter is coming... it's a simple fact. We can't avoid it unless we move to a warm country to escape the harsh reality of it, but most of us don't have that luxury. So we stay. But it's not all about the snow and the cold, or the warm clothing that keep us from freezing. It's also about the sun. More specifically, the sunlight. If you're like me and live in the upper northern hemisphere of the world, you know what I mean. Long nights; short days. Now, if you're also like me, you know the consequences of the lack of sunlight, not just on your physical health, but mental as well. Depression. This is about that little grey cloud that happens to take over your life, and waiting for it to come to pass.
By Katharin Crewson7 years ago in Psyche
Facing Depression
Without altering one’s perceptions of god, or their idea of a higher power, I propose the idea of applying the Buddhist practices of yoga, meditation, and fasting into one’s weekly routine. The results of these acts vary some; however, hold their ground in the positive effects they have within the mind and body. I, too, support this thesis, given scientific and philosophical evidence that these acts can not only change the body but develop the mind enough to fight depression and “grow our ability to feel happiness.” (page 23, Cooney)
By Samantha Kristine7 years ago in Psyche
Depression and Why So Many People Experience It
Depression is more than feeling sad or upset. Depression is smiling and feeling the weight of your world crashing in on you. It’s the feeling of not wanting to do anything or go anywhere. Everything you once loved to do becomes dull, boring, and not worth the time or effort. You know people care, but you still wonder if it’s worth continuing. Depression is an enormous, black hole, sucking everything you once cared about into its dark, cold void, and it’s almost impossible to escape. I know, I feel it almost every day. It’s easy for people to say you’re fine, you’ll get through this, or my personal favorite, “there is no excuse for you to be depressed.” Those with depression know this and believe me if we had the option to “turn it off,” we would. The truth is we’re not okay, we’re hurting, and we’re fighting every day to keep on living.
By Crystal Ward7 years ago in Psyche
Rambles
I figure I should introduce myself. My name is Alexis, and while many people in my life view me as an optimistic, hardworking person, down inside I'm pretty worn out. I don't want anyone to take me writing this as a call for help, or anything of the sort, rather I just want to speak my mind to people in a community of people that I don't know, and who don't know me. As of late, I have come to realize I have this super fun and exciting thing that many may call "high functioning depression." What it is is pretty self explanatory—I can go to work, or school, or deal with any other mandatory daily things just fine, but once I get home I just feel lost. It's as though a vampire sucked all the soul and willpower out of me. I tell myself, "Alright Alexis, you should probably brush your teeth, maybe clean your room or make dinner." But at this point I hardly see any point to besides the fact that everyone else does. I live in such a constant state of "why bother" that it's simply beginning to fog my mind. I had a panic attack at work that got so intense and hard to control that I had to be sent to the hospital for it. I'll feel completely drained of all energy simply by making my bed in the morning. Now, I know what some of you may be thinking: "they're such simple tasks, just do them and you'll be fine." Yeah, sure, because it's that easy. For many people with mental illnesses, these seemingly simple tasks become super daunting and don't become so simple anymore but rather take every ounce of your being to do so. It even begins to go beyond that.
By alexis! :-D7 years ago in Psyche
The Invisible Girl
I first thought seriously about taking my own life at 15 years old. My mom was a single mom, and my alcoholic dad wasn’t around. I had one older brother who had issues; we were not close. I was a huge introvert. The girl that took a book with her everywhere so she didn’t have to interact with the world. What caused this intense feeling of wanting to disappear completely and forever at this young age? Was it the “druggie” girls in high school who constantly bullied me, who would call my house every morning at 2 AM to threaten me and my family?
By Missy Is Me7 years ago in Psyche
Depression
My Experience with Depression I am 24 years old, and I have felt the lingering sadness, loneliness, and physical aches of depression as far back as my mind will take me. Being someone with many mental illnesses, I have always been one who refuses to let them completely take the reins. I'm not saying that I don’t have struggles, or that my social anxiety allows me to mingle in the midst of a stranger crowd, but rather I find little things throughout the day, week, month, and year, to help the darkness that is depression, becoming simply OK.
By Haleigh Garza7 years ago in Psyche
