People telling you to snap out of depression, irritating?
I had a pretty extreme form of depression where I slowly lost my ability to move or think AT ALL. Without treatment it wound up that I laid in bed 24/7 with the covers over my head, unable to even put on any clothes or even make myself a simple bowl of cereal. The only reason I'd get out of bed was to pee, and only when I couldn't hold it anymore.
So people were telling me, "You have to FIGHT it! You have to make yourself get up and do things!"
Well, duh. Obviously I know intellectually I have to get up and do things. But I am so lethargic that it feels like I am in the gravity of Jupiter and like I'm trying to swim through molasses. Simply going to the bathroom takes the same effort that it would take a normal person to run a marathon. It is already taking 100% of my energy, effort, concentration and willpower just to get a drink of water once or twice a day. And I always fill a big bottle with water because I can't be sure when I'll be able to get up to refill it. And just forget about food unless it's eating cold cheese or sandwich meat straight from the fridge, if I can even make it to the fridge or remember to eat anything at all.
Plus I have zero mental concentration and the simplest task, like putting on both socks, becomes as confusing and complicated as solving advanced trigonometry. It takes me a half hour just to find two socks, which aren't guaranteed to be either clean or to match each other. And another half hour to put them on my feet. Plus I haven't bathed or brushed my hair in who knows how many weeks, and those tasks are so overwhelmingly complicated and difficult that I can't even get started.
So if Mr. or Mrs. "You Have To Make Yourself Do Things" would kindly feed me, water me, bathe me, dress me, do my hair, and pull me around in a little cart because I have no energy to walk, I would very gladly take a ride in the damn sunshine!! !
So, screw it, I went on antidepressants. And lo and behold, two to three days later I am full of life and bathing myself and getting dressed, and going to the store. Obviously it was a brain chemical imbalance. Chemicals can't be balanced through sheer force of will! To the people who told me to just try harder, I wish my fate on them so they know how it feels!
By the way, once again thanks everyone for commenting!
This kind of depression can only be cured by true love and true love doesn't exist
at least not yet
That is deep. Depression has an evolutionary meaning.... in tribal days when an individual exhibited symptom of depression, the rest of the tribe/community would change their position.. make them do something else.. different task.. different job.. and they would reassure him/her. There is nothing like a close-knit community of acceptance to take away any symptoms of depression people may have. That "family"... that "love"... it is unreplacable. no amount of drugs can replace those things.
Yet this is what society today lacks the most... especially in countries like America, Ireland, and France where the complete breakdown of community structure and the pressure to outperform others as individual (people only living with themselves and their personal goals in mind) has made the number of people with depression shoot up tremendously.. even during WWII levels of depression/suicide weren't as high as today.
I suffered terribly from depression, and I felt it was getting worse by the year. On new year's day this year I had a terrible rage outburst; crying, hitting myself repeatedly, swearing, and even threatening to commit suicide. I began looking very pale and tired, and there was something in my eyes that made some people say that I looked harassed. I felt I was becoming mentally ill, and I really didn't want it to resort to meds but it had to be done. So I made myself an appointment with the doctor.
I have told a few people that I am on meds because of depression, and one or two people have said that meds are never good and that I could help myself if I really tried. The trouble is, I did try really hard to help myself. I done all the things in the book; meditation, CBT, counselling, social groups, keeping up hobbies, doing voluntary work, doing gentle exercise like walking, and keeping up my part-time job. Honest to God I tried all of those things, and I still kept getting bouts of depression and feeling like crap.
Depression is harder than you think to just ''snap out of it''. OK now that I'm on meds I can actually snap out of depression if I do get depressed, because it's what the meds help me to be able to do, which is making life easier for me and the people around me. But before I went on meds I just could not snap out of depression. It was just there and it was so hard to get rid of. People seem to think that just because it's not physical (like a stomachache or something) it means you can stop it if you tried, but to me depression it like a pain; it can be just as beyond your control as what a physical pain can be.
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I have told a few people that I am on meds because of depression, and one or two people have said that meds are never good and that I could help myself if I really tried. The trouble is, I did try really hard to help myself. I done all the things in the book; meditation, CBT, counselling, social groups, keeping up hobbies, doing voluntary work, doing gentle exercise like walking, and keeping up my part-time job. Honest to God I tried all of those things, and I still kept getting bouts of depression and feeling like crap.
Depression is harder than you think to just ''snap out of it''. OK now that I'm on meds I can actually snap out of depression if I do get depressed, because it's what the meds help me to be able to do, which is making life easier for me and the people around me. But before I went on meds I just could not snap out of depression. It was just there and it was so hard to get rid of. People seem to think that just because it's not physical (like a stomachache or something) it means you can stop it if you tried, but to me depression it like a pain; it can be just as beyond your control as what a physical pain can be.
Meds bother me on so many different levels... first of all what they are meant to replace... social support, family, community support, community activity to help those of us, etc.. and then there is the fact that most of us seem to get on meds FOR others... that's right. it's not what WE want to do.. it's what others demand us to do otherwise we are too "hard to deal with".
Thirdly... and most importantly... the feeling you get after you've been on meds for a year and you realize that they have done NOTHING to improve your life... they've just made you feel "ok" about how crappy things are... and finally... the withdrawal when you have had enough of them... the depression comes right back... but this time with an agressive fury... like 24/7 suicidal thoughts. Pills are no good.. only if you have NO other choice.
Thirdly... and most importantly... the feeling you get after you've been on meds for a year and you realize that they have done NOTHING to improve your life... they've just made you feel "ok" about how crappy things are... and finally... the withdrawal when you have had enough of them... the depression comes right back... but this time with an agressive fury... like 24/7 suicidal thoughts. Pills are no good.. only if you have NO other choice.
The only thing that concerns me about meds is that they may become unavailable.
Jacob, you have a point about the lack of community support being a factor in developing depression. In my case the damage has long since been done and I don't think the chemicals in my brain can function without medicinal support. I don't expect meds to improve my life so much as I need them to function at all. I can't see ever going off them.
Thirdly... and most importantly... the feeling you get after you've been on meds for a year and you realize that they have done NOTHING to improve your life... they've just made you feel "ok" about how crappy things are... and finally... the withdrawal when you have had enough of them... the depression comes right back... but this time with an agressive fury... like 24/7 suicidal thoughts. Pills are no good.. only if you have NO other choice.
The only thing that concerns me about meds is that they may become unavailable.
Jacob, you have a point about the lack of community support being a factor in developing depression. In my case the damage has long since been done and I don't think the chemicals in my brain can function without medicinal support. I don't expect meds to improve my life so much as I need them to function at all. I can't see ever going off them.
that's a very good point Ann.... in times of war, natural disasters, or political boycotting.. these meds may become unavailable... and while the rest of the world will have a hard time and cope.. millions of aspies and other NA's will be left with some absolutely horrible suicidal withdrawal... and looking at history this isn't a question of if... it's a question of when. I guess most people are hoping it won't happen in their lifetimes....
I've been on various meds on and off for the past 15 years of my life. They helped me not-kill myself when that's all I could think about. I totally understand you using them if they help you avoid depression too.. and I can't say I will never get back o them either..
As someone who has been diagnosed with depression in the past and have been on pills for it, I cannot relate. I still manage to do things to make myself happy and it makes me question if I truly had it or not. My depression has always been caused by the environment and once that issue is resolved, I am no longer depressed. That is the only way I can snap out of it. When I fell into bad depression when I was in my first relationship, I snapped out of it when he was away and I decided to break up with him because I realized how happy I was without him around. It was a huge weight off my shoulder. I was also depressed in my second relationship and when I first met my husband and then I snapped out of it when I got over my ex and liked how things were between my husband and I. I was also depressed back back in 2012 when my husband had hurt himself and was on sick leave and when he got better finally, I snapped out of it too and also felt weight off me again because I felt lighter. I didn't realize then I was depressed and I think that was why I was so burned out and couldn't handle adult life anymore and couldn't care for my son properly. It was because of my husband and it added stress and I don't handle stress well and it affects my functioning. I also had more anxiety. I don't think I have chemical depression and there is a difference between my depression and theirs. I also had some experience with depression this year during my pregnancy and I had no reason to be depressed,it just happened. Then it went away. I had that same experience last time with my other pregnancy. I assume it's hormones.
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I understand that it's annoying, but I think it's to be expected. I suffered one incident of situational depression in the fall of 2011 (and from 2010 to 2013 struggled with enormous grief after the death of my pet).
Before my own bout of depression my view on it was "so you go around being sad all the time? Right... Why??? How is that even possible? Maybe you should do something fun"
I hadn't been there myself and I had no idea what a heavy feeling it is. There was no way I could have known.
Having been out of it for a while, I now start having problems relating again, because I'm not living it. I'm not as clueless as I was, but I can't empathize the way I could either.
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It irritates the living hell out of me when people tell me to snap out of being depressed, like it's something I can CHOOSE to do. People who have actually suffered from depression know that it's not something you can just choose to break out of. For this reason, whenever I'm feeling depressed, usually the only people I talk to about it are those who have experienced it themselves.
Sometimes I wish more people would suffer the way that I do, so that they would understand how I feel. Nothing is worse than being the one depressed guy amongst a swarm of happy, well-adjusted people.

