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depression talk group

i noticed that there was a lot of depression in the ning lately, and i wanted to see if anybody wanted to talk about it in private? if there is enough people we might even make a google hangout and talk about it together!

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Stop The Spiral (It really shouldn't get to the point of suicide)

 Hi, my name is Lia (short for Cecilia). I've been in and out of therapy for 2 years and after having seen 12 different psychiatrists with no progress, I got to a low and desperate place. I attempted…Continue

Started by Tsakane Cecilia Chabane Mar 19.

My Journey (ash well) 2 Replies

I was a mistake. My mom was 17 an my dad was 45. By the time I was born, my mom was dating someone else, who I now consider dad. When I was six months old my mom ran away from him cuz he was abusive.…Continue

Started by Kiddo (Anna). Last reply by Guillaume Fontaine Aug 11, 2013.

My journey 3 Replies

My name is Ellie. I have struggled with depression since I was nine. I'm fifteen now, and only recently have gotten my life back together. Why did I suffer? Environment. Being unloved, excluded from…Continue

Started by Ellie The Otter. Last reply by Ellie The Otter Feb 20, 2013.

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Comment by Sofrona Zane on December 10, 2013 at 1:58pm

This thread is especially meaning for me to find. I just finished a really low weekend. I am amazed that I can feel so much oppressive sadness and pain over nothing and everything. That just living can hurt so much. 

I love life, my family, and living. I'm just grateful for a place to talk about this.

Comment by Sierra Rose Perez on December 7, 2013 at 5:38pm

My name is Sierra. I am the eldest in my household. My parents are divorced and have been for a year or so now. I am a bit off. I don`t know how to be myself around anyone; I am afraid to be myself. I haven`t felt safe with people. I have been put on depression medication to help and it does, just not always. When I hear my parents yelling and arguing, I almost took the knife in my drawer. I used to bruise myself, but I stopped.
 I wouldn't mind talking with anyone and/ or helping them. I love helping with others, no matter the case. Everyone deserves a few chances.   

Comment by Danielle Z on August 21, 2013 at 6:40pm

well if anyone here needs someone to talk to i'm available just send me a message and it'd be nice to talk to someone who understands how bad depression can be.

Comment by Kiddo (Anna) on August 11, 2013 at 1:45am

Guys, we gotta work together on this.. we are all sad for our reasons... let's run with it and work together to get better

Comment by Janne Louise on June 26, 2013 at 3:54pm

Hi everybody...

I'm really depressed at the moment. Not suicidal, but nevertheless very, very unhappy.

I would tell you the whole story, but I don't know if I am able to write everything down so I'll just keep it short.

I'm 21 now and I moved around a lot as a kid. My parents met each other when they were 18 and have been together ever since. I don't have a relationship with my dad because we just don't connect, at all but me and my mother have always been very close, almost too close, because I've felt her pressure sitting on my shoulders since I was little.
My mother is very sweet but also very suffocating. She's never liked they way I dressed as a teenager (alternative, weird colour combinations, not brushing my hair) and she never connected with me on a personal level; she used to be a model and knows everything about clothing and make-up and she also used to be a nurse and hasn't had the best education whereas I am going to college and I was bullied most my life and have no girly knowledge of clothing etc... and she particularly hates it when I bite my nails. So, well, my dad's family is well-to-do and they put a  lot of pressure on me to go to college and get a master's degree. My dad is away all the time and he turns everything into a joke so I've never felt like he can take me seriously. I've also been bullied at all the schools I went to in Holland because I had UK clothing and weird UK handwriting and ginger hair (I lived in the UK until I was 8).

All I've ever wanted is to fit in.

I've had bad relationships and friendships never stick because they eventually figure out I'm somewhat weird.
My current boyfriend even thinks I'm weird and he's been ignoring me for 4 days now.
My friend group at University is also 'weird'  and most of them are awesome but even they patronize me now and then for saying something awkward or falling over in the middle of the street (I was born with a balance disorder).

I'm tired. Nobody seems to accept me. Everybody seems to be making me something I'm not... my bf thinks I'm being dramatic but I'm not; I really feel this way.
I'm torn between feeling bad and knowing that I am sensitive and that causes me to be self aware and between 'say whatever you feel and be honest' which has led people to believe I'm some kind of dramaqueen.
....I don't want attention I just want them to understand... UGH.
I just want to scream sometimes...

Comment by Mary Cecilia Bono on April 27, 2013 at 2:40pm

My name is Mary and I don't know if I am depressed. I want to help people a lot. As of late, that seems to have gotten me into certain, situations; as my ex fiancee tired to commit suicide a lot during our relationship, I managed to get him back each time, but it got to the point where I was emotionally, physically, and mentally drained. I couldn't deal with it anymore, and I broke up with him, he committed suicide right after. After that, his mother got ahold of my cell and started texting me things like "I hope you rot in Hell bitch" and "No one will ever love you after what you did." and the like. When I got those texts, I began to believe that it was my fault for him dying. And I continue to have those thoughts... I tried to commit suicide twice, but couldn't actually shed my own blood because I thought it would be hypocritical of me to commit suicide when I also try to help prevent it. Before that, I was raped and had to have an abortion, because I wasn't ready for a child, and I don't think that I could have supported it then, or now. I'm sorry.. I'm really sorry...

Comment by EEVEE on April 18, 2013 at 6:50pm

My name is Michael... I've been depressed since the age of 6. I tried killing myself 2 times in my life. It hasn't been easy. I been through the divorce of my parents 2 times. My mother abandoned me as a child. I was abused physically by my dads exgirlfriend and sexually taken advantage of my kids at school (not other guys luckily, but guys helped the girls), I joined the United States Army to start a new life. to get away from all the shit I went through as a kid. But it caught back up with me. It pretty much hit me in the face for abandoning it. Trying to escape it. I feel unloved and uncared for. I feel utterly alone.

Comment by Guillaume Fontaine on March 14, 2013 at 6:50pm

I'm just passing by to read all of your stories, and damn... you guys should use discussions and not comment (that's my not diagnosed and probably not real but slightly real OCD tingling) since we can't quite talk about a story if we're not in the right place. The damn wasn't for that though, the damn was for how touching they are and how we totally need to talk about them in a better place. 

I don't know much about depression if anything at all besides two not diagnosed slightly depressive years of my life during which I was incredibly ill for no reasons and couldn't eat a single thing without wanting to un-eat it afterwards. I've always been a very happy dude, well most of the time, and depression kind of interests me. Talking with you will let me know a lot more about it, and I hope that I'll be able to bring it a little ray of sunshine in this place :)

Comment by Bridget Gole on March 13, 2013 at 8:40pm

Hi folks, I'm going to weigh in with a bit about Postpartum depression. I have two kids, that pic of me is about five days before my second was born; the beautiful henna done by my sister in law. When I was pregnant with my first I was depressed but had no idea. Pregnancy does some pretty hectic things with your brain chemistry so I brushed it off. After my son was born the dark thoughts, depression, anxiety, catastrophizing etc. didn't get better, it got worse and there is nothing scarier than these dark thoughts happening when you're trying to fall in love with your child. It's debilitating. A new baby is supposed to bring joy and love and happiness to your life right? Well yes but when it's paired with depression it can spiral into so much guilt and feelings of worthlessness and inadequacy and "the baby would just do better without me anyways" kind of feelings. Money issues, unemployment for my husband (and me) moving in with my parents, unable to find an outlet (or motivation) for my creative and intellectual abilities... So I finally got help. Therapy, medication (there is no shame in medication for mental health by the way) and I got better. Then I got pregnant again and the same red flags started waving and I got help again. Then my second son was born and my husband got a job and we moved into our own place. I thought I was in the clear. But then I got worse. A lot worse. Hormonal craziness, the demand of two small children, isolation from friends and family... I went to emergency for suicidal thoughts, couldn't be left alone with the kids, couldn't even go for a walk by myself. More therapy, a change in medication and above all, involvment in the local community theatre group were the keys to pulling me out of the darkest place I have ever been in. This story is a work in progress. I have a better handle on my condition, more control over my moods and I am getting better. I talk about my depression and my experience with it every chance I get because the stigma surrounding mental illness in society today will only be removed if we talk more openly about its horrors and how we can survive and thrive through it. So, let's talk about it!

Comment by The Sophie <3 on February 21, 2013 at 8:43pm

Hi my name is Sophie and i was diagnosed with depression last year. Between the divorce of my step dad and mom, and the school change, and everything else depression ate me. I pretty much suffered dramatically. I wouldn't come out of my room for weeks. I felt worthless ( and still do) and i felt like nobody cared. I was suicidal for a while because the thoughts kept eating me up. I also was a cutter for a while. I have stopped the cutting and i have learned that life is beautiful but i still have the other effects. Anyone can message me or friend me if there battling depression. My goal this year and for the rest of my life is to bring a smile on a persons face a day. Just because of what ive been through. I dont let any of my friends feel like i do because i dont want anyone else to go through it. Just message me if you need me :D 

 

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