Depression. It's a silent killer.

MRI is scheduled for early next month. The pain depends on the amount of movement and the amount of lying down. If I’m constantly moving the pain is manageable but a body has to sleep sometimes. It’s the morning pain that’s the worst. It was a 9 this morning and moving around in that much pain is exhausting making me want to lie down. Lol.
A vicious cycle.
Will keep an eye on this forum to see how the MRI goes.
 
I would like to chat about a big problem that not too many people discuss. Sorry to be a downer. But there are too many people out there who are dying because they are depressed. I suffer from depression (not sure why) but I wouldn't think of killing myself. I've always been told that is a perminant solution to a temporary problem. I think it would do a good service to discuss what has worked for you to overcome your depression or what has helped someone you know.

I had personal first hand experience with this. Still recovering from PTSD but I had myself committed last year because I just could not see a solution. The pain and the hopelessness was just so much I wanted it to end somehow, even it meant ending well… me, entirely.

I had great team of healcare workers, friends and a partner who supported me through this time.

Depression is NOT just feeling down or being sad, it is in fact a condition that can be crippling and it’s horrible to go through it.

What helped me the most was having a robust safe network, getting proper treatment and being patient with myself and my sorrow. But especially just focusing on something every day to be patient or kind to myself.

Every day acts of kindness towards yourself can really make a difference
 
Self kindness and understanding is so very important. So often we put ourselves last before others and don’t want to seem a burden. We deserve to feel how we feel and to understand that it’s ok. Giving kindness to ourselves helps pull us up out of the pit.

Be safe out there.
Love you.
 
Hello, all! I was just woken up by my acid reflux again today. I'm going to start my SAD lamp therapy soon. I hope that everyone is doing well.
 
people make to much from depression. Always make it some kind of mental thing that's incurable.

Quite often it comes from very basic things. Cant remember what psychologist said we all have basic needs that need to be meant so we can be happy.


Its obvious that certain basic needs aren't being met for you.
And your credentials are? I'm overwhelmed at the deep-level knowledge of this condition, the insights you've brought to bear...I swear to fucking god, people who fucking pontificate on shit they know dick about...pisses me off to the fucking apex of pissivity...

Now, ignoring him, as someone who has 3 diagnoses, though none are MDD, and as someone with more than a bit of training in neuroscience, I can say something actually useful: If you decide to tell your doctor, do NOT allow them to prescribe you anything without a full assessment by a psychiatrist. I say that from experience, and that experience could have landed me in prison for a LONG time (or probably a mental facility since I was legally insane). I would also suggest that in general, the best medicine is often found in our food and one thing that is deficient in most of us - as in over 75% of us - and related to depressive symptoms is magnesium. We used to get our minerals in our water, but no more. There are many varieties of magnesium so be a bit smart as to that - as a jumping off point, look into magnesium glycinate, which has a relatively high absorption and magnesium threonate, the latter being the only variety that actually passes the BBB (Blood Brain Barrier). If you decide to take magnesium, take it along with vitamin D3 as they need each other...I'm sure there's more in the way of minerals/vitamins to avoid taking with it or to make a point to take with it...
 
Longtime reader, first-time poster in this thread. I've never personally dealt with depression, thankfully, but I've recently went through a major ankle/foot reconstruction surgery that has left me non- weight bearing. It's so strange that I have needed and wanted this surgery since I was very young but now I wish I had not gotten it done. I feel like I'm stuck in the house, stuck on the couch, can't do my usual mom jobs, the simplest things take so much longer to accomplish. I hate doing dishes but damn, I want to do the dishes lol. I'm slowly getting more aggravated and sassy with my family, I've pulled back from friends and online friends. Everyone keeps saying "It will be over before you know it." No shit but until then I just may lose my mind. Idk, it will get better I guess and just typing it out feels good
 
I suffered from low mood a lot until my mid twenties, and then therapy was life changing for me, giving years of happiness. But being in this sexless and intimacy-less relationship is trapping me back in that space I grew up in and told myself I would never let happen again. I find myself trawling through here desperate for connection, validation and kind words from women, consoling myself when i contribute to a thread only for it to just die, my 'contribution' unrequited.

I went out with a huge group of friends before Christmas,who i live far away from. I found myself taking any drunken excuse to hug or wrap my arms (consensually) around the waists of my female friends and hold them close, capitalising on those brief hours I could get loving physical connection (albeit platonic) from people i've built relationships up with for 20 years.

I'm lying in bed now beside my other half, who's asleep. I'm at the point I feel so uncomfortable and distant, like sharing a tiny bed with a mate and not wanting to get too close to each other. No, leaving isn't an option, and the party line is that this is only temporary. But there's *always* something.

On top of that, the algorithm knows. My feeds and reels are full of "men don't do enough", "maybe if men did more, relieved the mental load, then their partners would be interested", I class myself as a feminist but have to battle the internal defensiveness. 'What about me? What about me?' That defensiveness inevitably wants to get out and scream 'I'm doing everything I can!?'. Then there's the 'wives don't lose their libidos, they just hate you' reels, 'she doesn't care about you'. 'She doesn't love you'. And lastly there's the very few little bytes that say everything you want your wife to hear but there's no way you can be the one to show her.

Sometimes I feel so alone.

Other times all that's on my mind is HORNYHORNYHORNY 😁😭😊. I'm a guy at the end of the day 😁.
 
And your credentials are? I'm overwhelmed at the deep-level knowledge of this condition, the insights you've brought to bear...I swear to fucking god, people who fucking pontificate on shit they know dick about...pisses me off to the fucking apex of pissivity...

Now, ignoring him, as someone who has 3 diagnoses, though none are MDD, and as someone with more than a bit of training in neuroscience, I can say something actually useful: If you decide to tell your doctor, do NOT allow them to prescribe you anything without a full assessment by a psychiatrist. I say that from experience, and that experience could have landed me in prison for a LONG time (or probably a mental facility since I was legally insane). I would also suggest that in general, the best medicine is often found in our food and one thing that is deficient in most of us - as in over 75% of us - and related to depressive symptoms is magnesium. We used to get our minerals in our water, but no more. There are many varieties of magnesium so be a bit smart as to that - as a jumping off point, look into magnesium glycinate, which has a relatively high absorption and magnesium threonate, the latter being the only variety that actually passes the BBB (Blood Brain Barrier). If you decide to take magnesium, take it along with vitamin D3 as they need each other...I'm sure there's more in the way of minerals/vitamins to avoid taking with it or to make a point to take with it...
I'm in medicine, and the point about having a psychiatrist evaluate is spot on. If you have diabetes, you would want a endocrinologist to be the quarterback of your care team. This isn't any different. A primary care doctor can be wonderful for referrals, however.
 
Longtime reader, first-time poster in this thread. I've never personally dealt with depression, thankfully, but I've recently went through a major ankle/foot reconstruction surgery that has left me non- weight bearing. It's so strange that I have needed and wanted this surgery since I was very young but now I wish I had not gotten it done. I feel like I'm stuck in the house, stuck on the couch, can't do my usual mom jobs, the simplest things take so much longer to accomplish. I hate doing dishes but damn, I want to do the dishes lol. I'm slowly getting more aggravated and sassy with my family, I've pulled back from friends and online friends. Everyone keeps saying "It will be over before you know it." No shit but until then I just may lose my mind. Idk, it will get better I guess and just typing it out feels good
Be easy on yourself and we’re here for you to vent or whatever you need. Know that you deserve to be taken care of during this time and that allowing that will help you get better sooner. Be safe.
 
Hello, all! I was just woken up by my acid reflux again today. I'm going to start my SAD lamp therapy soon. I hope that everyone is doing well.
I had bad acid reflux for years. Prilosec and Nexium have controlled for me. Naturally I'm not dispensing medical advice! But I put up with it for such a long time, and now it is one more problem I don't have.
 
I think that it's this kind of thinking that's caused depression and other mental health issues a taboo subject for too long already.

I suggest you go and read about the ACE's Study (Adverse Childhood Experiences), which proves that whatever happened in your childhood directly affects you as an adult. What you may think didn't really affect you, or you can't even remember, does impact in later life through depression, obesity, addictions and more.

You should be grateful to have never felt the darkness envelope you. But I know that it's common to not be able to comprehend depression until you experience it. And maybe you don't know that it's also common for people to get extremely angry at themselves for 'not being strong enough'. Guilt and self-loathing is an awful addition to what is already a troubling situation.

I found my light again after losing myself for a year, but I know I'm one of the lucky ones too. I also now know my warning signs and know when to reach out for help instead of trying to pretend that I am invincible.


(((hugs))) to those who need it.

You know what you are talking about--the half-educated fool you replied to sure as hell doesn't, I know. It's been nearly 59 years since my ACE (thanks, Mom), and it's affected my life a whole fuck ton. Part of that is that depression has been with me so intimately that it's almost a friend. You may need a psych. You may need meds, though, be careful with them.

You will need a shitload of forgiveness. First, the ones who traumatized you. Not because they deserve it or need it, but because you need it to let go. Mere words won't do a damn thing--it has to be from your heart and your gut. I finally forgave my mom last October, seventeen years after her death. I still have healing to do, but it was as if the three-ton weight I had carried for 58 years fell off my shoulders as if it never were.

Now comes the hardest forgiveness of all--forgiving myself. Why did I accept this? I knew I should have fought back even though I was ten--I did not have the strength. So I know depression, CherryBlossom knows depression, and most of the posters to this thread know depression. Pocketshaver doesn't know jack shit.
 
How is your day going? I woke up around 1:30pm today, which was luckily early enough to do my SAD light therapy. I'm still having some depression once dusk comes. I took a small dose of Xanax so hopefully I'll feel better. My parrot and I are watching Bridgerton on NetFlix now.
 
Well, not that any of this is a pissing contest so take the following for what it is worth and my sole purpose in saying this is to demonstrate that I know of what people speak on this matter because I actually DID take my own life on 12.20.2010. Now, that's probably a weird claim, given here I am typing-n-shit but...I say that because I was legally "passed"...I wasn't doing any "cry for help", it's a weird cry when you don't signal it prior nor even write a note. To this day i have no idea how I was even discovered, but something must have alerted a neighbor and the fire dept broke into my house (none of this do I have any awareness or recollection of)...I know my house at the time was about 10 minutes from a major hospital and they had to use the paddles 2x on the way there and I DO remember just this awareness of being treated NONE TOO GENTLY. I cannot even BEGIN to describe how fucking weird it is to, days later, leave and go back home. And of course the fun aftermath - I got terminated at my job and I know without proof (because it was a small company) that the fucking HR....two females...I'm all but sure totally blabbed something because you don't go from majorly high performer to nothing...and I know but can't prove anything. The inevitable question I've been asked by the very few I've ever disclosed this to is "are you glad you did not end up dead?"....honestly? I'm not sure. I don't know. Would I try it again? I won't say I would not, I would say I have no plans to. I would also say that in the 15.5 years since then I've been through a shit-ton and I think now my attitude is fuck god, I ain't giving him the fucking satisfaction of seeing me anytime soon. He doesn't want to see me anyway, because he's gonna get a major ass-beating....I'm sending the fucker to his own creation - hell. He knows why. Don't worry - he deserves it. So I guess, no, I won't be trying it again out of sheer defiance. The experience does change a person though I would not presume MY experience is anything similar to anyone else's so I won't speak for anyone but me. That's all I'll say on the matter, and now back to our regularly scheduled programme...viewers on the West coast will be seeing a very special Hallmark presentation "It's Christmas - Where the Fuck is Johnny, Cuz Nanna's Goin' Bat-shit!" while viewers on the East Coast - can go fuck their mothers. I'm Walter Cronkite. [No offense to any east-coasters! Tis all in good fun]
 
I suffered from low mood a lot until my mid twenties, and then therapy was life changing for me, giving years of happiness. But being in this sexless and intimacy-less relationship is trapping me back in that space I grew up in and told myself I would never let happen again. I find myself trawling through here desperate for connection, validation and kind words from women, consoling myself when i contribute to a thread only for it to just die, my 'contribution' unrequited.

I went out with a huge group of friends before Christmas,who i live far away from. I found myself taking any drunken excuse to hug or wrap my arms (consensually) around the waists of my female friends and hold them close, capitalising on those brief hours I could get loving physical connection (albeit platonic) from people i've built relationships up with for 20 years.

I'm lying in bed now beside my other half, who's asleep. I'm at the point I feel so uncomfortable and distant, like sharing a tiny bed with a mate and not wanting to get too close to each other. No, leaving isn't an option, and the party line is that this is only temporary. But there's *always* something.

On top of that, the algorithm knows. My feeds and reels are full of "men don't do enough", "maybe if men did more, relieved the mental load, then their partners would be interested", I class myself as a feminist but have to battle the internal defensiveness. 'What about me? What about me?' That defensiveness inevitably wants to get out and scream 'I'm doing everything I can!?'. Then there's the 'wives don't lose their libidos, they just hate you' reels, 'she doesn't care about you'. 'She doesn't love you'. And lastly there's the very few little bytes that say everything you want your wife to hear but there's no way you can be the one to show her.

Sometimes I feel so alone.

Other times all that's on my mind is HORNYHORNYHORNY 😁😭😊. I'm a guy at the end of the day 😁.
Therapy is the only recommendation I have. For you both and separately.
Good luck.
 
Hi, all! How is your day going? I slept for a long time, but I'm exhausted, as always. I just did 20 minutes of my SAD light therapy and drank some black tea. I'm watching YouTube now. I'll crochet soon. I need to feed the baby bird in an hour or so. I hope that everyone is doing alright!
 
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