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Say what you don't think. What what what what what do we know about depression?

Well said. I've suffered from depression since I was a kid. It's not a matter of "just sucking it up", or "you have it better than so many others", and "be grateful for what you have"...I wish it was that easy, It's a self esteem problem, and more, like my parents expecting me to get straight A's while calling me stupid, an asshole, etc. I had to put up with a lot of physical, verbal, and emotional abuse from my parents, and it made me into this shy, nervous kid, who was afraid to talk.

I had terrible anxiety as a kid, and wasn't allowed to have friends because I had to cook and clean because my mother decided to go to school and become a nurse because "she wanted to get away from the kids".
I'm not going to go on and on about this, but this is how the seeds of depression were sown for me.
Most of us had a shitty childhood…thats why i ran away from home, not gonna take no shit from nobody
Depression is oversold, we all have bad days, feel down, make bad decisions, and embarrass ourselves however "TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY"
You really have no idea.
Marketing at its best, lots of sheep outhere to take money from
 
I believe if you have it better than 99% of the population of this fucked up world, you have no right to bitch about being depressed and that celebrities like billie eilish are not really depressed but sell that bullshit so her retarded fans feel more identified with her and buy her music. If you are a depressed millionaire then kill yourself just like that cunt robin williams did but spare us your whining.
You sound like you're depressed yourself?

I agree with your comment about Eilish - but not Robin Williams. He was diagnosed with Parkinson's - and then an autopsy revealed that he had a form of dementia that has an associated risk of suicide.

Fame and money can't always buy you happiness.
 
Clinical depression is a different beast. Let the serotonin drop too low or go too high and you will either be depressed as fuck or manic as hell.
I think there was a recent study published by the new England medical journal that rewrited the serotonin belief behind depression. The study suggests there is no link between depression and serotonin and that most research on depression is actually factually incorrect.

In the world of psychology it's quite groundbreaking.
 
I'll only say this, the bravest man I've ever known and shockingly, it wasn't me, committed suicide through this fucking beast and we talked a lot. I got hurt and couldn't do my job or the things I liked anymore, I felt pretty sorry for myself. It wasn't just that though, I honestly feel this depression fuck used this as a way into my head and it took away everything that I knew was special and worthy about me. Every good thought or feeling I had fucked off and left. I don't think anyone has the words to explain how fucking dark that place is to live. But of course, you don't tell anyone, you just go on as you do.

I met him at a pishy veterans place down in Ayr. He took one look at me and said 'You're fucked mate, aren't you?' I meant to tell him to get fucked but burst out crying like a girl instead. He gave me a hug and said 'there, there' This was a hard, hard, hard fucker and he was giving me a mother cuddle.

Anyway, he helped me more than anyone, but in the end he couldn't beat it, I think his horror was worse than most. Whatever this thing is it never leaves us, it's always there. As I said before, all you can do is try and endure it and there really is always something to look forward to.
 
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I think depression is used as a scapegoat just like bipolar and adhd are now by the teens and 20-somethings of the world.

That makes people skeptical, it makes mental illness a meme. But it doesn't make any of these things less real for the people who actually suffer from them.

Chronic depression is not solved by "sucking it up." Its a literal chemical imbalance in the brain. Telling a depressed person to just cheer up is like telling someone who is wasted off their ass to "will themselves" sober. Telling a diabetic to "will" their blood sugar stable. You want to, but you simply can't. It's not a matter of will.

Depression is a bitch. My father died of it. Hung himself. My cousin overdosed on pills. My mother is extremely bipolar and goes from adrenaline filled shopping and cleaning sessions to self harm in a blink. My DNA was fucked from conception and being raised by mentally ill parents just added fuel to the fire.

So basically, fuck all of you who would tell me just to suck it up. My depression is real. My PTSD from being raised by violent lunatics is real. The fact that I am still here and didn't repeat the cycle is an accomplishment you fucks could never understand.
 
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