Depression is just plain nasty

I can honestly say I have eliminated depression from my life now, by reading some very good books and changing my entire thought processes, I have not had an episode of depression for months now.
I consider depression like a shadow following me. I just have to stay far enough ahead of it.
hope this can give people hope.
stay strong people.
 
Well if you weren’t depressed before listening to that you will be now.

Keep your chins up chaps. Sunny day, long weekend. Jam for tea.
 
Some of my nearest and dearest have suffered from/with the depression for years,
Thankfully it’s never come knocking on my door,
Of course like everyone else I have good days and bad days and mood swings in between but nothing debilitating, which even now at my age still leaves me unable to fully understand what it’s like.
Now I been on countless trips with them but not having actually walked a mile in their shoes (on a selfish note I thank god for that) I guess it would be a piss take to claim I know what it’s like
Of course I’ve witnessed it, I can empathise, I understand and work hard to ensure the kids are not effected by the process/cycle/event (call it what you will) however I’ve found this can be detrimental as an empty house can reinforce the sence of isolation and being at odds with the world, whilst other times the silence of the world stopping around them is a great relief.

Like I’ve said above I won’t patronise anybody by pretending I know what it’s like, nor tell you to snap out of it ...or grow a pair and man up (Witnessed that many times over the years)

For as a person on the outside looking in, and the reason for posting in response to LGF and THM
I’ve always always seized upon just a single line from a Guns and Roses (of all groups) when the chips are down in Spud towers

Nothing lasts for ever not even cold November rain, corny I know.

Having now witnessed almost 50 winters (some of them really bitter) every single one has had to acquiesce to spring and this gives me solice when I sing those words in my head.

Right or wrong I accept its cyclical like the eb and flow of the tides just not as predictable and in between we make the most of what we have (each other)
 
20 Summers ago I was offered a choice. Stay voluntarily or be sectioned. For my own safety you understand. I was never a threat. Eight weeks of full board with intense work and support and another twenty years worth of cbt, bgt, lgbtq, etc, (thankfully not ect) when i could afford it have got me to the well rounded socially acceptable reasonably understandable individual I am now.

I want my money back.

XXXXX
 
The History Man":13z4lm2f said:
20 Summers ago I was offered a choice. Stay voluntarily or be sectioned. For my own safety you understand. I was never a threat. Eight weeks of full board with intense work and support and another twenty years worth of cbt, bgt, lgbgtq, etc, (thankfully not ect) when i could afford it have got me to the well rounded socially acceptable reasonably understandable individual I am now.

I want my money back.

XXXXX

I can better that :) only joking, but I've been sectioned twice and voluntary once, but you got intense work, I just got left to rot in my room, I try to be a rounded, socially acceptable individual, but basically I don't leave the house and I never socialise with anyone, not even my neighbours, Retrobike is the only time I talk to people mainly because I can fool you lot into thinking I'm a kind and generous soul when really I'm a right nasty piece of work :) I think it's horrid when there is nothing you can do it just hits you and no one seams to comprehend why you can't just stop feeling bad (which is basically what my oldest once said to me) But I look at my children and know I've done something right :)
 
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