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As mentioned, I have had a dose of this depression lark, no it isn't just 'being a bit p*ssed off'. No particular trigger, just a combination of lack of direction, couple of knocks, other people's lives moving on etc. At the time I clearly remember feeling I would not care if something wiped me out for good, at least it would have stopped the stress, I could clearly see how people top themselves although I never got near to that.
On the surface, I don't think it showed, I was still chatty, joined in, did my job etc just never felt anything while doing it all, just on autopilot.
Had a mate who was a joiner (in between working the sofa) he was so content with things, as long as he had a few bob in his pocket to see his mates, take a woman out etc he was happy. Yes, he was young but he has still retained that ability to be content with his lot as his responsibilities etc have increased - it's a real gift I reckon.
Cash can't do it (I was driving a Porsche) it just gives you a few more options and choices, which are nice but not the key to being happy. Family, friends, health, the rest is details.
As someone says, you know about it when you have it.
Irt may build up for a long time, sustained period of stress, string of traumatic events etc etc
You cannot really escape the paranoia, listlessness, lack of motivation etc. Eventually your health starts to suffer as well ... guts go for a ball of sh1t, headaches, miscelaneous aches and pains.
It seems to hit suddenly for no apparent reason and goes as well for no apparent reason.
Its not really like you want to top yourself, but its just that horrible feeling that if you got hit my a bus or shot by a mugger, you wouldnt really give a sh1t.
Luke is right, money doesnt help, its family and friends and love that see you through and make life worth living.
There are no evil thoughts except one: the refusal to think
You cannot really escape the paranoia, listlessness, lack of motivation etc. Eventually your health starts to suffer as well ... guts go for a ball of sh1t, headaches, miscelaneous aches and pains.
I've got that. I just put it down to old age.
Blair, you cannot reach me now,
No matter how you try,
Goodbye cruel Labour,
Your end is nigh.
For what it's worth, I've had a couple of longish periods when I've had a definite slump in motivation but I wouldn't call it depression. It happens when I get into a challengeless rut, doing lacklustre tasks day in, day out with nothing to spur me on. It seems mainly to do with implementing software packages, strangely enough. I guess it's because it's not very creative.
For what it's worth, I've had a couple of longish periods when I've had a definite slump in motivation but I wouldn't call it depression. It happens when I get into a challengeless rut, doing lacklustre tasks day in, day out with nothing to spur me on. It seems mainly to do with implementing software packages, strangely enough. I guess it's because it's not very creative.
i had that for 2 months, strong headaches, lack of sleep, feeling tired all the time, negative thinking lots, big slump in motivation, wrong attitude to everything, ie why should i do it.
im still kinda in that mode actually. but i have seen the light as im only 4 days away from breaking my prison sentence.
I suffered from clinical depression for a number of years - saw head shrinkers the lot and it was not a pleasant time. The feelings that you get are very hard to describe, it is not the feeling of being miserable but almost of being dead inside. At times I honestly forgot what it felt like to smile or to laugh - it seemed like a totally alien concept. At other times I would be almost hyperactive, real life an soul but it never lasted. I took anti-depressants for a number of years (dreadful things) and it was only a conversation with a family member that really turned things around. I wont go into details but, basically, I realised that I wanted to be free of these feelings that I had had for years. Said family member has no idea that the conversation was so important to me and, at the time, I admit that there was not the blinding flash of light type of revelation but it was a starting point. From then on I worked at being happy and I mean I really worked at it and eventually being happy has become a normal state of being rather than the other way round. I am really grateful to the person that gave me my starting point and I can safely say that I would not wish those feelings on my worst enemy.
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