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you guys are depressing, I prefer my own company, im a blast to be around for me.

To be honest, it's usually other people who depress me. I can be perfectly happy then someone comes around to **** on my parade. Though the older I get, the less affect they have on me.
 
I've been thinking of offing myself a lot more than usual lately.

I wonder if it's just a matter of time before I sack up and do it.
 
I've been thinking of offing myself a lot more than usual lately.

I wonder if it's just a matter of time before I sack up and do it.

Suicidal ideation is cause to seek professional help in whatever form you're comfortable. I can only urge you to begin that process. I know of people who reported the same as yourself, and years later they're glad they sought therapy and treatment, as they now enjoy life considerably more.
 
^as Ze said. Before you go and do something you can't come back from at least try getting help. You're gonna die one day anyway and there's nothing you can do about that so please don't rush it.

I'll grant you, easy for me to say, I don't know your circumstances. But yeah, get help and find all those reasons to stick around. What might happen in your life, what might happen in the world. Will we ever get those flying cars? Will we put a colony on the Moon, go to Mars? Interesting stuff could be ahead.
 
This is getting to be more and more common. Seems like everyone I know is depressed, anxious and on meds all the time.

Otomofan, don’t do it.
 
This is getting to be more and more common. Seems like everyone I know is depressed, anxious and on meds all the time.

I'm finding it to be very prevalent in the corporate world, especially in companies that promote "grind culture" and encourage workaholism. Anxiety and stress more than anything, coupled with swings between feeling on top of the world and then to imposter syndrome and doubt, usually mitigated by grinding more and taking adderall. I also know a lot people who take anxiety meds or need sleep aids most of the time.
 
Life is strange. One day, Mr. Green couldn't get a damn IT job; end up doing labor job at Amazon. Next he got an easy job with barely any work; getting paid more than ever and watching youtube vid to pass the time.

Moral of story? Only thing that is permanent is change. Life change. Depress one day and possibly happy the next. No job, so you want to commit suicide. Got a job next and you want to start a family, gamble, drugs, drive the most luxurious/sport/hot vehicle you can around town, chase women, buy collectible, etc. Wise person would be more neutral to all the up and down.
 
I don't want to die.

Just two posts down, another poster is battling cancer. And here I am rattling on about offing myself. How disgustingly selfish and socially unaware is that?

If you've never felt depression, I don't know how to describe it. I'm sure most of us have though. Toy collectors aren't known for being "normal" happy people...at least they weren't for most of my life. It's been my experience that collectors of ANY kinds, if it's comics or LPs or toys are trying to compensate for a void or unhappiness in their life. But maybe I'm just projecting my misery on to all of us.

This pain I feel; it's not physical. But it's still pain. It's real. And it's constant. And I want it to stop...but the pain is ME, so it feels like the only way for the pain to stop is for ME to stop existing.

I used to "not exist" by getting blackout drunk as much a I could while still holding a job. That's a way to essentially die every night and be born again in the morning, albeit with a splitting headache and the runny ****s for 18 hours.

I quit drinking years ago.

But I'm really thinking of having one again. And another. And another. And then I'll just go to sleep, but this time I won't have to wake up with the headache or the runs. I just won't wake up at all.

I'd be embarrassed that I'm writing the same drivel at 41 as I did when I was 15 and Trent Reznor was the only guy that "got me".....but I'm too depressed to be embarrassed.
 
Otomofan, there's nothing to be embarrassed about; we all go through bouts of depression. I know I have.

Find someone to be a sounding board. Talk to someone you trust and know that will listen and understand.

It's not an easy thing to do talking about your problems with someone else and making yourself vulnerable but it really helps IMO.

I wish you all the best.
 
I don't want to die.

This is why I urge you to seek professional help. There are many kinds, and not all of them will be the right fit. But something, somewhere, will be.

You don't want to die, you want the disproportionate amount of pain to end, those are two very different things and professionals can help you achieve the latter outcome.

I say disproportionate because we all experience pain and suffering to varying degrees, it's a part of life. But your issue is that there's either too much or you're not equipped to move through what you are experiencing.

Cavities need dentists, injuries need physiotherapy, cognitive and emotional problems also need professional care. No shame in that, humans are complicated machines and need to spend some time getting repaired over a lifetime.

Just two posts down, another poster is battling cancer. And here I am rattling on about offing myself. How disgustingly selfish and socially unaware is that?

Doesn't actually matter, it won't fix your problem. But getting help will mitigate, engage and diffuse.

If you've never felt depression, I don't know how to describe it. I'm sure most of us have though. Toy collectors aren't known for being "normal" happy people...at least they weren't for most of my life. It's been my experience that collectors of ANY kinds, if it's comics or LPs or toys are trying to compensate for a void or unhappiness in their life. But maybe I'm just projecting my misery on to all of us.

Any activity can be an expression of pure joy, or an attempt to numb or fill a void. It's how you frame your life, not the activity.

This pain I feel; it's not physical. But it's still pain. It's real. And it's constant. And I want it to stop...but the pain is ME, so it feels like the only way for the pain to stop is for ME to stop existing.

We cannot see ourselves. Objective professionals can help with that. We cannot see solutions when we can't distinguish ourselves from the problem, calling in someone else helps with that.

We can't perform surgery on ourselves, physical or otherwise. Ours is a social species that requires people outside of ourselves, not just for relationships but also in specialist capacities that we cannot perform for ourselves.

I'd be embarrassed that I'm writing the same drivel at 41 as I did when I was 15 and Trent Reznor was the only guy that "got me".....but I'm too depressed to be embarrassed.

Trent's been on a long journey himself that he's been pretty open about.

You have no reason to be embarrassed, but if you recognize that you're stuck in the same place or experiencing the same outcomes, then find those specialists outside of yourself. There are like -- 20 different kinds of therapy before you even get near other modalities for cognitive help. So many options to make a better life, even if it seems unlikely or far away.

Biggest mistake I've ever made is thinking that I have a clear view of everything and that I can handle everything alone. No one can do that. Start looking for professional programs and mental health specialists.
 
Don't give up. Before you do (barring any dependents), get a passport, sell everything you own and jump on a plane, or ship. Challenge yourself. And by all means get help when you need it.
 
No, no, no, no! Don't try to escape. You can always escape by walking to a park. Get some sunshine. Take it head on. Eat some pork chop.
 
He just need to dream more. Duke it out with Trump. He probably can't handle political stuff. 'Em dem and rep gonna get his behind, for sure.
 
Guess Mr. Green ain't bad enough to get post deleted. Anyway, on with the show, cough, cough...



What's wrong with you depress peep? Go watch some cats video! There's no drugs, maintenance, STD, or that nasty porn addiction.




 
Ah Yes depression. Truly a war with your mind. It comes and goes. You have good days and bad. Been dealing with it for years
 
Depression has ebbed a bit. But insomnia is brutal. It's 10:30AM here....been up almost 24 hours now.

When I do manage to sleep, I have pretty severe nightmares too.

So yeah....I have seen the enemy, and it is my own brain.
 
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