Depression / Suicide

I know this is a serious thread so this is not in any way ment to be funny but does anyone find this thread in itself quite depressing?
 
I second that, it's a wonderful feeling to get this all off your chest and outta your head.

After all the crap that people go through, we need an outlet. I mean, if nobody wants to listen just because it's depressing, nothing will get fixed. It'll all end up the same. And if these people, like me, can't get people to listen all the time, this is the only way they can really get it out.
 
I second that, it's a wonderful feeling to get this all off your chest and outta your head.

After all the crap that people go through, we need an outlet. I mean, if nobody wants to listen just because it's depressing, nothing will get fixed. It'll all end up the same. And if these people, like me, can't get people to listen all the time, this is the only way they can really get it out.

I third this. Ive found, that whilst its difficult to get people to listen in the real world, there are always people on the internet and forums, who are complete strangers, who experience the same as you, and are always willing to listen and advise, without judging on Real World stuff.
 
People who commit suicide, I don't think of them as cowards. I agree with Tristis Miles. It is a rather gutsy thing to kill yourself, or for that matter, to even hurt yourself.

As for myself, I have been depressed. It was first noticed a few years ago, around 7th grade. I was always that kid who sat in the corner, never talking, and always reading. I could stay quiet and not talk for weeks or months at a time. I was usually teased about how I said things, how I dressed. At other times, people would completely ignore me. I eventually ended up having to go to a psychologist, and was prescribed a medicine to help balance me out. I've gotten over that, though I do find myself slipping back into depression every once and awhile.


I kinda had the same situation as you did. I had to go to a psychologist too when I was in sophomore high school because of something that really bothered me since I was six or seven years old. A guy in his late 20's or early 30's took advantage of me. I grew up thinking it was my fault because it happened many times, and I didn't try to stop him (except that one time when I was really getting scared and have had enough. I just avoided him at all cost.) I wouldn't necessarily say that I didn't want to try and stop him...I suppose I was half scared and half intrigued...I didn't know what was going on, but I did have a feeling it was wrong...therefore I was more ashamed of myself. I never told anyone...except my friends when I was 15. They immediately said it was "raped" and I was shocked. Never did it enter my mind that THAT could be the case.

Naturally, I got depressed the next few weeks and started to rebel against my stepmom and dad at every little thing. My school counselor finally referred me to a local psychologist due to my behavior in school. I admit, the thought of suicide did enter my mind and um, I attempted it once. Why I did it...mixed emotions, I guess. But I realized my mistake and I cannot stress it enough: talking to someone about your problems does help. I told my psychologist about it and she told my parents. She had to, it was part of the rules they had.

Anyway, to make a long story short, I saw the guy again when I went back to my country for a visit almost two years ago. He was nice, but I knew better. One day I saw him holding my daughter, and I got so mad that I snatched her out of his arms and walked away with no explanation. He knew what he did to me. He never went to jail because it's been years already...and my parents and I never filed for charges because we never really properly talked about it...I don't know why. Maybe because they know how embarrassed I was and didn't wanna bring it up anymore. The guy left town temporarily because a few people told him to get out of the area before my dad can kill him. I heard from my brother that someone confronted him, and he was about to cry.

So yeah, that's my story. I can talk to anyone about it now. It wasn't as hard as before.

 
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I have never been diagnosed with depression, but it wouldn't surprise me if I was slightly depressed. With school and everything else it really takes a toll on me, and I'll be honest, I have thought about suicide many times. Then I think of what it would be like if my friend killed themselves, and I realize how painful it can be. Or maybe, I'm just too pessimistic.
 
That took guts to share that Mitsuki, thank you. ^_^ I hope that someday you'll be able to get past it, and you'll be able to come to terms with it. At least more so then you do now.

I think it may be 'pessimistic' to think of suicide, but I don't think it's a bad thing. If you keep refusing to think about such things, more than likely, they'll bottle up and burst out hurting yourself and maybe others. It needs to be talked about.

And it is hard to deal with school and all the pressures that people put on you to 'fit in'. I was always told to do 'my best'. But I eventually found out if I did do better than others, then I ended up hated and dispised for it. It's not so easy to do your best all the time and still be liked and have friends. I enjoy learning and doing best in school, but it's hard to keep being optimistic with people always ragging on me for being 'smart', or being a 'teacher's pet' because I like answering questions and doing work.
 
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