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Derek Smith said:
Animal said:
hooblah said:
I'm not quite sure if I'm depressed or have other psychological issues. I haven't really talked about this with anyone to great depth. I've spoken to close friends, but not in full detail as I don't want to scare them. I can't really ask for their advice as none of them feel or have felt like I do. I don't know anyone who has. A friend did mention that I might have depression, so here I am.
I've been out of a job for almost a year now, mainly because I didnt like my job, and I wanted to take time out to think about a new career path. I wanted to find something I don't mind doing on a daily basis. But the reality is, work just doesn't appeal to me. I'm lazy by nature and I've become lazier. I often think about life and existence and wonder if it's just easier being dead. What's the point in existing if all you do is slave away so you can exist?
Nothing seems to motivate me anymore. The only way I will do something is if a deadline is looming and there are consequences that come with not doing it. I've become apathetic and the thought of being like this forever scares me. I could write an essay on this but I wont. I'm not sure what to do about it.
Go ahead and write an essay, it's what this thread is for, as someone else has already said.I've been out of a job for almost a year now, mainly because I didnt like my job, and I wanted to take time out to think about a new career path. I wanted to find something I don't mind doing on a daily basis. But the reality is, work just doesn't appeal to me. I'm lazy by nature and I've become lazier. I often think about life and existence and wonder if it's just easier being dead. What's the point in existing if all you do is slave away so you can exist?
Nothing seems to motivate me anymore. The only way I will do something is if a deadline is looming and there are consequences that come with not doing it. I've become apathetic and the thought of being like this forever scares me. I could write an essay on this but I wont. I'm not sure what to do about it.
About 20 yrs ago I felt the same as you, completely apathetic and lazy. Eventually, I started doing some temping work in factories for minimum wage and they were all boring, mundane and poorly paid, but quite physical. Because I was living at home I could save money and I decided to buy myself a nice watch - so I had a goal to work towards and every boring shift and hour of overtime was a step towards that. Hard work came to have value to me that didn't exist previously. I began to work to live. I bought a nice watch, could afford gym membership and a new pair of shoes, etc, etc.
For what it's worth, I was diagnosed with depression at 18 and it's an ongoing part of my daily life. I'll be 41 soon and just this morning was discussing with my GP increasing my medication.
I'm not saying this to dishearten you; the fact is that I mostly function at a very high level doing a stressful job and have somehow managed to fit in a wedding and a baby this year. It's not always easy, but it's certainly possible to live with - and manage depression.
Now - let's see your essay!
One facet of my depression was that I went back over my failures, reinforcing them, time and time again. This is, I'm told, common. Everything is a disaster, and those things that went well were nothing to do with me. If this is you then:
I got to the stage where I apologised to someone for something I did wrong twelve years before. They struggled not to laugh at me. They said I was the only one who stuck by them. And I was. I gradually realised that we all make mistakes. The concept of no one being perfect is hardly up their with Freud. We accept it when friends and others close to us don't do things as we would want, but set higher standards for ourselves. In some ways that is great, but a sense of proportion helps.
Writing it all down sort of clarified it in my own mind. Stupid though it sounds, I didn't realise at the time that the demonstrations I policed in the late 70s, where I was terrified, were terrifying. Most everyone else was scared as well. Yet this was a revelation to me than came via the writing.
The lesson was clear, although it sounds trite; it doesn't matter that I wasn't the best at what I did, only that I tried.
I was let down by two people I regarded as friends. That really got to me. But then I had good friends, and loved ones, who were worried about me and stuck by me. Instead of getting all wound up about betrayal - although it still irritates - I valued those who'd helped.
So write it down. Then write it down again as things become clearer. Tell 'us' about your problems, your feelings, what you want. You don't know us and we don't know you, so there can be no embarrassment. We won't judge. Even if someone does, all they are showing is what aresholes they are - judgemental there a bit, but some things are obvious. It's good practice for not judging yourself.
Want a laugh? I used to wake up beating myself up for something that had happened over 40 years previously. I can laugh at it now, so feel free to join me.
I see things clearer now. Sadly, I see others who are struggling but won't admit it. Accepting that there's a problem is the way to start.
You are ill. You may be lucky to come through it without scars, but the odds are against it. However, most people come to an agreement with the problem. That means that they are better off than before.
I'm more than happy to help if you want to PM me, but try to be public about it. Treat it as a broken leg. Tell us all. You'll be surprised just how many were in the same boat, how they came through it and now are more or less stable. That's the best anyone can hope for.
Best of luck.
Billy.RS said:
Should probably not reveal on PH, but I'll explain the last like 3/4 months of my life and its downward spiral. Now recovering but here's how it went down, first time typing this so apologies if it make no sense 
Bit of background; Male, 21, single living at home with single parent, have a poor job in a good industry that pays terribly, and some small debt problems (Who doesn't). All of my siblings are much more 'successful' than me. Stable relationships, solid careers, homeowners, good quality of life etc. All fairytales and cupcakes.
My brother's wedding was in August (He's 23) and being best man meant I had to get involved in it, put that s**t fake smile on and pretending everything is perfect. I just couldn't do it, it's not that I can't be happy for them I just find it difficult to unwind when my own life is a mess. And the pressure from my family to follow their footsteps is immense, but you try explaining to them it feels impossible...
It was around July time I decided to delete all of my apps from my phone as I just wanted some space from everyone/thing. Whatsapp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat etc all gone; it was like going back to an old Nokia
Personally I think it did me a lot of good, found it amusing that it took over a month before anyone messaged me to see if I was okay haha.
Work was getting me down, combination of pressure from the boss, working extra hours and seeing no results, everyone here just being up their own rears and nobody talking to each other and being snotty. It's a job I've had for nearly 4 years but it's never really jelled with me being here.
I didn't speak to anyone at home, I ate dinner in my room watching Netflix every night (refuse to watch TV as it's brain rot) and did a seriously amount of sobbing myself to sleep. Didn't go to work for around a week at one point as I just didn't have the willpower and effort to get out of bed, or put a brave face on and pretend everything was okay. Reflecting on it I sort of put myself in a dark place by isolating myself, but at the time it felt the right thing to do.
I wanted to end my life. I had no fear of the repercussions, nothing felt living for, and the only person I would've felt guilt for is my Nan, knowing that at 83 she has outlived her only grandson. No matter what I did everything was always thrown back in my face in all aspects of life, and it was a combination of things that lead to this point. I'm a firm believer that we're dealt cards in life, some people are just destined to get the bad ones and have to play it out til the end. That was me. I was failing exams, I had no friends inside or outside of work, minimal contact with my family, my car (hence being on PH) was in a sorry state of repair, had debt up to my eyeballs thanks to that + the upcoming wedding and work was seriously getting me down too. I had no coping mechanism; (drink only for an occasion, don't smoke or do anything 'recreational', not a believer of a god or anything) so I felt like there was no other option to relieve myself of the pain.
It wasn't until I hit an epiphany on the brink of throwing everything away (literally);
it's mixing things up that keeps me sane again.
I met with two of my friends a week later post-epiphany, and we went for something to eat. We went to a bar afterwards and I had couple drinks too many, and I never planned to tell them, but I'd admitted that I tried to take my own life (Shamed to admit out of my own strength and humility, plus I'm a firm believer in if you're gonna do something then follow through with it as morbid as that sounds). Their faces were a picture, but it was nice to hear they were here to look out for me despite not actually reaching out to me when I was at my worst. One of them actually admitted to me they felt the same not long ago too. Proof that nobody knows what we all go through as individuals, and we all need to talk about it as he was the last person I'd expect to be having a breakdown.
So fast forward, I'm grinning and bearing work at the moment but I've come to terms with the fact that I cannot change that until I complete my exams (12/18mths time). So I'm back to revising again, I decided I'm packing both my cars up and buying a city car for the sake of my mental health and grey hair development. I'm vaguely back in contact with my friends again and see them once/twice a month, as well as checking up on my friend who had a rough patch too. I'm currently dating which is going pretty well so far, that's helped to pick me up a lot. I'm still fairly cut off from family (they're all on vacation atm) but I don't really have plans to reconnect, I feel like they're the ones who instigated my rough patch with their 'Keeping up with the Jones' mentality'. Social media apps are slowly coming back (Instagram as I enjoy taking photos, and Facebook only to sell my cars, that's getting deleted once it's not needed LOL). Playing Xbox helps a little too (the new Forza) just to escape reality for a brief moment, but everything in moderation of course. Gym is next on the agenda, haven't gone since the start of my breakdown (was on a massive health kick and dropped 4 stone in a 9 month period). Need to get back and build my strength up. Don't get it twisted, I'm still a believer that I have the bad cards in life, but I'm gonna make the best of what I have (if anything) otherwise there is no point.
I still get bad thoughts now and again that can last a day or so. I'll try and escape for 30 mins, go for a walk/drive and say my motto and it seems to perk me up again. 'New life; not end life' is on repeat in my brain just telling myself I need to keep going. And well, I can type this now so it's working.
Anyway, I'll be back again in six months when I have the next mental breakdown HAHAHAHAHA, but seriously anyone going through a rough patch please admit it to someone. PH may seem like a good place to get things of your chest but meet up with some one IRL it will do wonders. Don't go straight out with the 'I tried to kill myself last week' like I did , but tell anyone/someone, I am going through a dark/deep/low part of my life at the moment and it's going to help if I talk about it to you for 5 minutes. It might just save you
Nice post Billy, glad to hear you have turned aspects of your life around and things are going well.Bit of background; Male, 21, single living at home with single parent, have a poor job in a good industry that pays terribly, and some small debt problems (Who doesn't). All of my siblings are much more 'successful' than me. Stable relationships, solid careers, homeowners, good quality of life etc. All fairytales and cupcakes.
My brother's wedding was in August (He's 23) and being best man meant I had to get involved in it, put that s**t fake smile on and pretending everything is perfect. I just couldn't do it, it's not that I can't be happy for them I just find it difficult to unwind when my own life is a mess. And the pressure from my family to follow their footsteps is immense, but you try explaining to them it feels impossible...
It was around July time I decided to delete all of my apps from my phone as I just wanted some space from everyone/thing. Whatsapp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat etc all gone; it was like going back to an old Nokia
Personally I think it did me a lot of good, found it amusing that it took over a month before anyone messaged me to see if I was okay haha. Work was getting me down, combination of pressure from the boss, working extra hours and seeing no results, everyone here just being up their own rears and nobody talking to each other and being snotty. It's a job I've had for nearly 4 years but it's never really jelled with me being here.
I didn't speak to anyone at home, I ate dinner in my room watching Netflix every night (refuse to watch TV as it's brain rot) and did a seriously amount of sobbing myself to sleep. Didn't go to work for around a week at one point as I just didn't have the willpower and effort to get out of bed, or put a brave face on and pretend everything was okay. Reflecting on it I sort of put myself in a dark place by isolating myself, but at the time it felt the right thing to do.
I wanted to end my life. I had no fear of the repercussions, nothing felt living for, and the only person I would've felt guilt for is my Nan, knowing that at 83 she has outlived her only grandson. No matter what I did everything was always thrown back in my face in all aspects of life, and it was a combination of things that lead to this point. I'm a firm believer that we're dealt cards in life, some people are just destined to get the bad ones and have to play it out til the end. That was me. I was failing exams, I had no friends inside or outside of work, minimal contact with my family, my car (hence being on PH) was in a sorry state of repair, had debt up to my eyeballs thanks to that + the upcoming wedding and work was seriously getting me down too. I had no coping mechanism; (drink only for an occasion, don't smoke or do anything 'recreational', not a believer of a god or anything) so I felt like there was no other option to relieve myself of the pain.
It wasn't until I hit an epiphany on the brink of throwing everything away (literally);
- ''I didn't want to END my life, I just needed to start a NEW one.''*
it's mixing things up that keeps me sane again. I met with two of my friends a week later post-epiphany, and we went for something to eat. We went to a bar afterwards and I had couple drinks too many, and I never planned to tell them, but I'd admitted that I tried to take my own life (Shamed to admit out of my own strength and humility, plus I'm a firm believer in if you're gonna do something then follow through with it as morbid as that sounds). Their faces were a picture, but it was nice to hear they were here to look out for me despite not actually reaching out to me when I was at my worst. One of them actually admitted to me they felt the same not long ago too. Proof that nobody knows what we all go through as individuals, and we all need to talk about it as he was the last person I'd expect to be having a breakdown.
So fast forward, I'm grinning and bearing work at the moment but I've come to terms with the fact that I cannot change that until I complete my exams (12/18mths time). So I'm back to revising again, I decided I'm packing both my cars up and buying a city car for the sake of my mental health and grey hair development. I'm vaguely back in contact with my friends again and see them once/twice a month, as well as checking up on my friend who had a rough patch too. I'm currently dating which is going pretty well so far, that's helped to pick me up a lot. I'm still fairly cut off from family (they're all on vacation atm) but I don't really have plans to reconnect, I feel like they're the ones who instigated my rough patch with their 'Keeping up with the Jones' mentality'. Social media apps are slowly coming back (Instagram as I enjoy taking photos, and Facebook only to sell my cars, that's getting deleted once it's not needed LOL). Playing Xbox helps a little too (the new Forza) just to escape reality for a brief moment, but everything in moderation of course. Gym is next on the agenda, haven't gone since the start of my breakdown (was on a massive health kick and dropped 4 stone in a 9 month period). Need to get back and build my strength up. Don't get it twisted, I'm still a believer that I have the bad cards in life, but I'm gonna make the best of what I have (if anything) otherwise there is no point.
I still get bad thoughts now and again that can last a day or so. I'll try and escape for 30 mins, go for a walk/drive and say my motto and it seems to perk me up again. 'New life; not end life' is on repeat in my brain just telling myself I need to keep going. And well, I can type this now so it's working.
Anyway, I'll be back again in six months when I have the next mental breakdown HAHAHAHAHA, but seriously anyone going through a rough patch please admit it to someone. PH may seem like a good place to get things of your chest but meet up with some one IRL it will do wonders. Don't go straight out with the 'I tried to kill myself last week' like I did , but tell anyone/someone, I am going through a dark/deep/low part of my life at the moment and it's going to help if I talk about it to you for 5 minutes. It might just save you
My latest post. There might be a few newer people on this thread but I started it originally as a voice for my depression and it remains a brilliant thread for people to get help, rant, vent or be around likeminded people. I decided to write a blog about my struggles. Feedback is as always appreciated, good or bad.
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2018...
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2018...
oldbanger said:
Ruskie said:
My latest post. There might be a few newer people on this thread but I started it originally as a voice for my depression and it remains a brilliant thread for people to get help, rant, vent or be around likeminded people. I decided to write a blog about my struggles. Feedback is as always appreciated, good or bad.
https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2018...
Ruskie I don’t know if it helps, but I think sucidal ideation can be separated out from being suicidal, just from personal experience. Intrusive thoughts, the brain repeatedly firing a set of neural pathways at Will (which then can frequently fixate on things like death or injury, including suucide) are characteristic of OCD and PTSD, and then also happen to some people with depression. https://howfootballruinedmylife.wordpress.com/2018...
Mindfulness could help, as there are techniques which train you to observe your thoughts rather than be swept up in then ( eg empty mind).
Anyway. Thanks for posting. I always read your updates. How is the charity work coming along?
Hoping to go back out somewhere in not to distant future, possibly Yemen but it’s up in the air at the moment.
227bhp said:
oobster said:
wiliferus, please ignore 277bhp, he's got previous on this thread for being less than supportive.
He obviously gets his kicks from berating people when they are down, best to ignore him.
Yes that's right, stroke his hair and tell him to ignore the bad man, that's what what he wants, it's the only posts he responds to, but it does no good. I get no kicks out of this whatsoever and have responded differently to him in the past, but to no avail.He obviously gets his kicks from berating people when they are down, best to ignore him.
wiliferus said:
Thanks for the advice. FWIW I’ve spent thousands on privately funded counselling, been on meds, and do everything I can do to try and move on.
Hey ho. My mistake for thinking this was a supportive thread. I sincerely hope mental ill health never gets a grip on you.
There has to come a time when someone cries enough is enough though.Hey ho. My mistake for thinking this was a supportive thread. I sincerely hope mental ill health never gets a grip on you.
I'm speaking from experience.
I have been that person.
I also wasted years. Years not realising what was wrong with me, An unknown amount of time suffering from self pity and finally then actively seeking help. I look back on that time as 'The wilderness years' and with mixed emotions. It was part of the process, but also a lot of precious time wasted and good people walking away from me because I didn't realise what I had drifted into.
I've learned how to ward it off, how to deal with it.
Do you not think that people might be walking away from you for a reason?
Why do you not respond to anyone offering pro-active advice and simply run to those who want to pat your head? Think about it.
You've never once spoken about spending 'thousands' on counselling. Maybe time to spend some more? It worked before.
Every post for years now is just an over exaggerated outpouring of grief, why do we never read 'Yes I tried that' Or 'Today I did so and so'?
You've openly admitted to being your own worst enemy, stopping medication suddenly, hitting the booze, you don't seem to learn, don't want to help yourself. That's what it does to you, can you not see it?
Go on Youtube and search out Stephen Fry's depression and self pity interviews and watch them. Then do something proactive towards getting yourself back on track, there has to be some balance, no-one wants to constantly read your exaggerated posts about being sick all day long, crying for weeks on end every few weeks. Do you really think I come onto a motoring forum to be treated to that? Lets have some balance, some 'I'm going to try a bit harder to get myself out of this' then do something about it and you'll get support for it.
k off. Ignore the thread and don’t click on it of you don’t want to be ‘treated to that’ in your words. Please don’t bother replying either. Your input isn’t required or welcome from the vast majority.
xjay1337 said:
How is everyone getting on?
After trying the NHS / CBT stuff I am now trying a private therapist.
No idea what to expect. Had one introductory meeting in the week and will be seeing again properly for the first session next week.
I was against it but my Mrs sort of strong-armed me into going, it's her way of trying to help, she is paying for the first few sessions.
Been weaning myself off prozac , feeling no different, just as miserable as without
Living a joyless existence but I’m used to it now. Good luck with the sessions, I hope they have a positive outcome.After trying the NHS / CBT stuff I am now trying a private therapist.
No idea what to expect. Had one introductory meeting in the week and will be seeing again properly for the first session next week.
I was against it but my Mrs sort of strong-armed me into going, it's her way of trying to help, she is paying for the first few sessions.
Been weaning myself off prozac , feeling no different, just as miserable as without
xjay1337 said:
How is everyone getting on?
After trying the NHS / CBT stuff I am now trying a private therapist.
No idea what to expect. Had one introductory meeting in the week and will be seeing again properly for the first session next week.
I was against it but my Mrs sort of strong-armed me into going, it's her way of trying to help, she is paying for the first few sessions.
Been weaning myself off prozac , feeling no different, just as miserable as without
Living a joyless existence but I’m used to it now. Good luck with the sessions, I hope they have a positive outcome.After trying the NHS / CBT stuff I am now trying a private therapist.
No idea what to expect. Had one introductory meeting in the week and will be seeing again properly for the first session next week.
I was against it but my Mrs sort of strong-armed me into going, it's her way of trying to help, she is paying for the first few sessions.
Been weaning myself off prozac , feeling no different, just as miserable as without
CharlieH89 said:
Hi all. My wife has had depression on and off since I met her, 11 years ago. Her 2 brothers suffer too.
She is currently on Fluoxetine and has little energy most days.
Has anyone else been on fluoxetine and had the same? Did you change the medication?
She does have days where she has energy but it might be 1 in 5 atm.
Try a different drug via the GP? Setraline is what I was put on after Fluoxetine and it suited me better.She is currently on Fluoxetine and has little energy most days.
Has anyone else been on fluoxetine and had the same? Did you change the medication?
She does have days where she has energy but it might be 1 in 5 atm.
No_Idea said:
After a phone call to the doctor this morning she advised I give sertraline a try for anxiety and issued a prescription. Does anyone here have any experience with this and did you have any side effects? I'm worried about possible side effects! Apparently it can make you feel worse before you get better so I'm pretty anxious taking them but I will do and see how it goes. She did explain everything and will check up on me in 2 weeks time and I can phone if there's any issues but she did say to expect side effects and try to push through them.
I had lots of side effects, main one was my sleep pattern was terrible. Insomnia was particularly bad despite exhaustion. 11 years ago I started this thread. Scary.
My life has changed in many ways and I have had many different experiences, but depression is always there in the background. I’m low at the moment and exhausted from covering it up. It will pass it always does, but it feels different this time. I get very little enjoyment out of anything, life is just existing. I have a good partner, a good job, no money worries. Means nothing.
My life has changed in many ways and I have had many different experiences, but depression is always there in the background. I’m low at the moment and exhausted from covering it up. It will pass it always does, but it feels different this time. I get very little enjoyment out of anything, life is just existing. I have a good partner, a good job, no money worries. Means nothing.
Babber101 said:
Everywhere you go, whatever you do - there you are
Distraction works best for me - exercise, being out, listening to music, watching you tube and the tv all at the same time - anything to dull and distract
Even fall asleep listening to podcasts which has helped but suspect it’s masking over the fundamental issues but it works for now!
Not slept without headphones and podcast on for 5 years now. Horrendous habit but can’t break it. Distraction works best for me - exercise, being out, listening to music, watching you tube and the tv all at the same time - anything to dull and distract
Even fall asleep listening to podcasts which has helped but suspect it’s masking over the fundamental issues but it works for now!
tim0409 said:
I suspect I'm about to have an awkward conversation with my GP....
I've suffered from depression on and off for years, but the last two years have been really challenging, particularly not being able to sleep beyond 5am. I've tried a few different antidepressants (SSRI's) but they have either not worked or the side effects have outweighed any (small) benefits. I exercise and avoid alcohol and sugar, both of which help, and have also used cognitive therapy.
We got a dog three years ago and he is brilliant although anxious, and this has developed into a fear aggression with dogs he doesn't know. The vet/behaviourist suggested a course of antidepressants to reduce his fear and make him more receptive to counter-conditioning training. He was prescribed Trazadone (Its a SARI - serotonin antagonist and reuptake inhibitor), which was developed for humans and is also prescribed off-label for insomnia. After lots of research I decided to take a 100mg tablet myself before going to bed to see if it would help me sleep. I have taken it for the last five nights and the change has been dramatic. Not only do I sleep much better, my mood and motivation massively improved from the 2/3 day. From what I have read they work much quicker than SSRI, and whilst I am open to the placebo effect, I really don't think that's what has caused the improvement.
I'm not sure how I admit to my GP that I have been experimenting with my dog's medication, but if after a few weeks the improvements are sustained I really would like them to prescribe Trazadone. If I had still been with my old GP, whom I had a really good relationship with, it would have been much easier, but the new surgery are still not doing face to face appointments, which hasn't helped over the last two years as I find it difficult discussing depression over the telephone. I will see how things go, but depression has really held me back, which is why I am so open to trying different things. I know what it feels like not to be depressed, and that's why the change this week was so profound.
I should add that Freddie (our dog) is also doing well on his medication. We had a great walk today, which helped both of us!
Without stating the obvious you shouldn’t be taking drugs like that. There can be interactions with other drugs, cause side affects you might not be aware of, and many other variables. I've suffered from depression on and off for years, but the last two years have been really challenging, particularly not being able to sleep beyond 5am. I've tried a few different antidepressants (SSRI's) but they have either not worked or the side effects have outweighed any (small) benefits. I exercise and avoid alcohol and sugar, both of which help, and have also used cognitive therapy.
We got a dog three years ago and he is brilliant although anxious, and this has developed into a fear aggression with dogs he doesn't know. The vet/behaviourist suggested a course of antidepressants to reduce his fear and make him more receptive to counter-conditioning training. He was prescribed Trazadone (Its a SARI - serotonin antagonist and reuptake inhibitor), which was developed for humans and is also prescribed off-label for insomnia. After lots of research I decided to take a 100mg tablet myself before going to bed to see if it would help me sleep. I have taken it for the last five nights and the change has been dramatic. Not only do I sleep much better, my mood and motivation massively improved from the 2/3 day. From what I have read they work much quicker than SSRI, and whilst I am open to the placebo effect, I really don't think that's what has caused the improvement.
I'm not sure how I admit to my GP that I have been experimenting with my dog's medication, but if after a few weeks the improvements are sustained I really would like them to prescribe Trazadone. If I had still been with my old GP, whom I had a really good relationship with, it would have been much easier, but the new surgery are still not doing face to face appointments, which hasn't helped over the last two years as I find it difficult discussing depression over the telephone. I will see how things go, but depression has really held me back, which is why I am so open to trying different things. I know what it feels like not to be depressed, and that's why the change this week was so profound.
I should add that Freddie (our dog) is also doing well on his medication. We had a great walk today, which helped both of us!
I would be asking why your GP is refusing face to face. It’s a common misconception post covid that GP’s are not seeing people face to face. If they aren’t I would suggest you move practices. If you are not comfortable speaking over the phone then you should definitely move.
tim0409 said:
Ruskie said:
Without stating the obvious you shouldn’t be taking drugs like that. There can be interactions with other drugs, cause side affects you might not be aware of, and many other variables.
I would be asking why your GP is refusing face to face. It’s a common misconception post covid that GP’s are not seeing people face to face. If they aren’t I would suggest you move practices. If you are not comfortable speaking over the phone then you should definitely move.
Many thanks, and I appreciate what you say. In my defence I did a lot of research regarding drug interactions, dosage, and side effects; with the amount of research I have done over the years into depression I should really have channeled it into a medical qualification.I would be asking why your GP is refusing face to face. It’s a common misconception post covid that GP’s are not seeing people face to face. If they aren’t I would suggest you move practices. If you are not comfortable speaking over the phone then you should definitely move.
My faith in the NHS has been somewhat shaken over recent years for a number of very good reasons, hence the reason I am willing to take an educated experiment.
mattstr675 said:
Marcellus said:
I think for a lot of people suffering from some form of depression Christmas is just ste!
I time when they know they're "supposed to be happy" as its a happy time of year but they just don't feel it... they know they "should" but they don't which makes them feel worse..... if they put a brave face on it for the day to see family then run the risk of troughing in the days after...... just be there for them if they wish but not if they don't and ffs don't tell them to cheer up!
How they are is how they are and it's ok, next Christmas might not be the same.
I agree with a lot of this. I guess im in the troughing phase now. Put on a happy face for xmas day/ boxing day, now not feeling it at all. Missus and daughter have gone out for a few hrs with some of her friends and kids, I was supposed to be out with some of the other dad's, but I really cant face that/ be bothered- that caused a row this morning. te!I time when they know they're "supposed to be happy" as its a happy time of year but they just don't feel it... they know they "should" but they don't which makes them feel worse..... if they put a brave face on it for the day to see family then run the risk of troughing in the days after...... just be there for them if they wish but not if they don't and ffs don't tell them to cheer up!
How they are is how they are and it's ok, next Christmas might not be the same.
Been a tough year losing both my mother and mother in law within 3 weeks back on April. Thought I was over it but Xmas has brought it back. Misus has 2 sisters she can chat/ turn to, I'm an only child and am finding it harder. I'm a very down person naturally, always fearing the worst and not very sociable. I can 100% see why I'm a pain to live with!
After the deaths, I approached my gp about being depressed. He understandably put it down to grief. I'm debating going back to him to see if it's worth getting some pills although he is quite old school and isn't a fan of that approach.
Bit of an inane rant, there are other things which I haven't got time to go in to here. It's good to read other people's stories and seeing that there are ways out of it. Personally I cant wait for it to be January and back in to some kind of routine.
98elise said:
Marcellus said:
I think for a lot of people suffering from some form of depression Christmas is just ste!
I time when they know they're "supposed to be happy" as its a happy time of year but they just don't feel it... they know they "should" but they don't which makes them feel worse..... if they put a brave face on it for the day to see family then run the risk of troughing in the days after...... just be there for them if they wish but not if they don't and ffs don't tell them to cheer up!
How they are is how they are and it's ok, next Christmas might not be the same.
This is what a lot of people don't understand about depression. It's not just feeling a bit down and being in a happy environment will help. A clinically depressed person will still be depressed in a "happy" environment.te!I time when they know they're "supposed to be happy" as its a happy time of year but they just don't feel it... they know they "should" but they don't which makes them feel worse..... if they put a brave face on it for the day to see family then run the risk of troughing in the days after...... just be there for them if they wish but not if they don't and ffs don't tell them to cheer up!
How they are is how they are and it's ok, next Christmas might not be the same.
My son suffers with depression and it was when he told me that holidays and days out didn't bring him any joy that I really understood how it worked. His normal state is depressed. It doesn't have a trigger or a driver, it's just his normal living baseline. That why it can't be fixed by doing fun stuff.
Someone I worked with, and lived with for 14 months was shocked when I told them I was struggling recently. Testament to my acting skills I suppose that I kept it hidden for all that time.
Peanut Gallery said:
Hows everyone doing?
SAD lamp helped me out over winter, so managing my own without meds.
Has anyone been able to convince someone else to go see a doc about their depression? - They keep saying "Depression is a head issue, doctors only fix broken bones and things like that"
You could ask their permission to submit a form to the doctor. Could start with a phonecall and go from there. Ultimately if someone won’t engage or consent then you are limited and people are free to do what they want.SAD lamp helped me out over winter, so managing my own without meds.
Has anyone been able to convince someone else to go see a doc about their depression? - They keep saying "Depression is a head issue, doctors only fix broken bones and things like that"
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