The depressing post

[GenericAmerican]

Know a guy who's wife and child were killed in a home invasion. After that he quit his job, started drinking and wouldn't speak to anyone. For almost seven years that man wouldn't talk to anyone, maybe an occasional comment or answer to a question but his wife's death really affected him.

About a year ago he met a woman, she was more interested in him than he was of her. But after several months it started to show that he liked her. I was happy for him, he needed to get out of that horrible slump he was in.

She lived with her older brother because of financial issues, their parents were both dead.

When the girl came to him one day with bruises from her brother hitting her, my friend literally went to the brother's house and beat the living hell out of him. When she was kicked out by her brother, my friend let her stay at his house.

After that it was sealed, he was back to his old self; he talked to people, he smiled, he actually lived. He loved her alot more than he would admit.

A few weeks ago they were driving home, and their car was hit at an intersection. He came out of it with minor injuries, but she is still in the hospital.

It's still unknown if she will pull through, the expenses for medical is mounting up, and my friend has withdrawn back into his previous depressed state and started drinking again.

I'm actually not sure what to do, should I go try and talk to him? I think he is holed up in his house, and the whole situation makes me sick to my stomach. If she doesn't pull through I am pretty sure it would destroy what is left of him.

It's hard seeing this happen to a friend, I don't know what to do. Maybe this should be in the advice forum.

 

[Andalusa]

For what it's worth, some random crazy girl on the internet would miss you. I kind of like seeing your tweets about things at the cathedral, even if I know nothing other than it's a cathedral at the other end of a long, straight track that looks pretty in the winter.

I may or may not have accidentally left twitter scrolling down your feed when I went to the toilet the other night. I kind of found it at the point around when you had those pictures of the deer.

Thank you. Hehe, that place with the deer, it's where I go when I get really down, it's kind of magical.

 

[loc978]

...
Met a kid in basic training... we had similar interest in works of fiction, used to get in debates involving book series' and such...
Anyway, on graduation day we wrote down each other's civilian email addresses and planned to write often once we were both out of advanced individual training. Turns out his job school took less than 10 weeks, while mine took 39. He died in Iraq before I was out of training.

 

[Sir_Auron_the_Badass]

My whole middle school, and much of my high school, experience is a painful memory. On top of having social-anxiety and being really shy, I was also borderline clinically depressed. And the way pretty much every student reacted to me was as if I had a large sign hanging over my head saying "Nerd: use for help with homework, then throw away, or else just isolate." Seriously, I was only able to get one true friend during that time (he was just as much an outcast as me) and every girl I tried to ask out would reject me harshly (one even slapped me HARD and kicked me in the crotch for asking the simple question). While I'm much better off in college now, these experiences mean I still find it hard to get close to anyone for fear that I might get humiliated and kicked out of my social group for no reason.

All of this completely true btw...

 

[Watchmacallit]

I'm going through the same thing. I wouldn't say I love her though. But she keeps sending mixed signals. Really annoying and depressing especially since she has a boyfriend >_>

Well if she has a boyfriend I wouldn't try to court her dude... Then you just come across as an asshole.

OT: I'm pretty optimistic, so it's hard for me to think of something... Let's see, I think my girlfriend is a hypochondriac, and I can't do anything except enable her further.

Nah I'm not the type of guy to go after another guy's girl. Your girlfriend sounds like my ex. But she was just really, really emotional >_>

 

[Duskwaith]

I helped my girlfriend get over being raped multiple times by a peadophile ring. We spent two years togeather before she told me on valentines day that she only loves me as a brother and not as a lover.

And thats after i bought her an expensive boquet of flowers and give up X amount of my life for her.

So, do you like being around her, or did you do all that specifically because you wanted to get with her?

If it's the former, then what's the problem? If it's the latter, then you deserve it.

OT: I haven't had much depression fuel in my life.

We were already going out when it happened, thank you and it was because i love her. Could have just left, would have been easier but i wasnt going to walk away

 

[OrokuSaki]

I moved in with my girlfriend and she has COMPLETELY changed. Of course there's really no turning back as this was 7 months ago and I'm not living 10 hours from my previous home, where my friends and family are. I'm CLEARLY depressed and my girlfriend is too busy pretending the world is now perfect to care. I starting increasing my exercise to kill time and stop me from gaining weight, but I still gained 60lbs. I'm hardly sleeping and when I do I'm ALWAYS woken up by my girlfriend being loud. And to top it all off, my best friend within 1,000 miles of my apartment is a cat who only likes me when I have food.

 

[Nieroshai]

I have a multi-parter, because I don't want to make more than one post, so if you're genuinely curious, click on the spoilers.

Spoiler: Growing Up

My life was fine and dandy as a kid. I lived in a singlewide, but it was comfy and I was happy with what I had. Then my sister came. I was five I think. Once she was born, my stepdad didn't need me anymore. So he stopped paying attention to me, except to complain about how lazy I was(the man never got up before noon and often quit work because they wouldn't make him manager after a month!). I think he resented me because I took away from the attention he wanted from my mom. Sometimes he ignored me, sometimes he was a downright ass. Sometimes he was a fun guy to haang out with, but then again he was what you'd call a friendly drunk. First he'd ignore me. Well enough, but I didn't feel loved. But then he'd belt me for every tiny thing that ticked him off, until I couldn't walk straight. He also was convinced I was gay. Also, he would smoke his weed in our new tiny trailer, which I think is the cause of my lung problems. That brings me to our living conditions. After my sister was born, we moved into a tiny camper trailer. With no power or water, and no cooling. We lived there until my grandparents got fed up and took me away and raised me for a year. My parents took me back when they'd finally got power and water hooked up. I was always sick as a kid because of my living conditions. About this time, my grampa died, the man who was a father to me. We moved to the mountains and things improved a little but not much, for one because we had an actual house. But we lost it because my deadbeat stepdad refused to look for work. So we moved in with his mother. Note: my mom got beat as well. There was one time so bad though when he gave her a concussion and we moved out and lived with my grandma. Sadly she started to miss him and went back. He killed her and himself. Then I moved in with my aunt and uncle.

Spoiler: physical problems

I've been overweight since before I can remember and no matter my diet and activity I can't seem to lose it. My family has a history of brain problems. I have a great-great grandmother with bipolar, a grandfather with dementia, an epileptic mother, an autistic sister. And my uncle and I are OCD.

Spoiler: relationships

In my freshman year I really liked this girl and she always hung around me, and I thought she kinda liked me back. I asked her to the school dance, and she accepted. I figured by now it was time to ask, but didn't have the nerve, so it took a month to ask if she'd be my girlfriend. She said no, that I was only ever a friend, and started right after going out with this buff Mexican guy I'd never seen before. I was distraught.
Fast forward a few years, to when i actually got a girlfriend. I'm with her now, butthe overall story isn't about that. We were very close, joined at the hip. We knew eaach other like siblings. So we got engaged. Then I had to move to the dorms and had an obnoxious roommate. I couldn't find a job and my grades were slipping because I couldn't adapt to college life, as well as the fact that my grandma was on chemo. When I failed, my girlfriend said I had one more semester and then she'd give back my ring, but promised that she wouldn't break up with me. Then on Christmas she breaks up with me. In pain, I throw away everything and shave my whole body. After I collect myself enough to talk on the phone, I ask her to at least give me one more date, on New Year's, to at least try to reconcile. I'm late for this date by half an hour, but had called her and left a message because I had broke down and had to hitch a ride to her place. So to get back at me, she goes with her married cousins and tags along on their date which was supposed to be private. So, depressed, I sat on her doorstep in the middle of winter until she got home at midnight. We got into a big argument but she managed to settle down. She told me I was the best friend she'd ever had, but that it probably should never have been more than that, and sent me home. She'd still talk to me on the phone when I'd call her, but things went like this: something would ALWAYS remind us of the breakup, and she'd usually swing between two views: 1. She missed me but wanted me to learn my lesson before she'd take me back, and 2. she wanted me out of her life because she wanted new friends and wanted room for a new boyfriend. We battled it out over the phone, one of us always breaking down into tears. We'd try to hang out on a friendly basis, but one of us would slip into old habits, catch him/herself, and a fight would start over it.

Spoiler: And now for the happy ending!

One thing that shifted things back into gear for us though was when her cousin was being an asshole to her just because she was cranky and hungry after work and my ex picked her up 5 minutes late because of traffic. She even gave me dirty looks all day. So when she snapped at my ex, whho had to go to her room crying, I tole the cousin "I may not have been perfectly responsible, but how dare you emotionally abuse her just because you're hungry? I've gone days without food, and you can't even handle five minutes!" She ordered me out of the house, and I yelled "Before you discipline her, why don't you discipline your own f***ing daughter?!"(Her daughter was a spoiled scene girl from her husband's previous marriage) So when I got kicked out my ex found herself defending me, and she got kicked out. So with nowhere else to go, she went back home on the other side of Arizona. I drove the 120 miles to see her on Valentine's Day weekend and while she was a little annoyed she was glad she had someone to talk to. And in spilling everything out to me, she started to realize that she'd felt more empty since the breakup and wanted me back. She hugged me and tearfully asked me to take her back, and asked forgiveness for being so emotionally abusive as she was during the breakup. And believe me, she was a ***** sometimes! I raised her chin and kissed her on the forehead and apologized for being afraid to control my own life. Since then, our relationship is better than it ever was. But that breakup broke me into pieces, and I still fight the depression. I'm happy when we're together, but I have difficulties forgetting the past. I fully have my life together now and I know it's my fault she left, but boy am I glad she hates weapons.

So pretty much my life story. Mine fortunately resolves nicely, but the body of the story was very painful even if I wasn't good at describing it. Well there's my two cents, thanks for the floor to vent on.

 

[Cap'n Ninja]

For what it's worth, some random crazy girl on the internet would miss you. I kind of like seeing your tweets about things at the cathedral, even if I know nothing other than it's a cathedral at the other end of a long, straight track that looks pretty in the winter.

I may or may not have accidentally left twitter scrolling down your feed when I went to the toilet the other night. I kind of found it at the point around when you had those pictures of the deer.

Thank you. Hehe, that place with the deer, it's where I go when I get really down, it's kind of magical.

Well it looked mighty purty.
/Suddenly Southern

 

[norwegian-guy]

I just spent my entire saturday asking myself if we can truly know if anything that is, is true.(exept for that wich is neceseraly true by it's nature) And if we can truly know that we have knowledge of anything. Then I relised it was 1 in the morning, I haven't come any closer to an answer and now I'm slightly depressed.

 

[Diligent]

Coming up on the 9th anniversary of a friends death. He died when he was 21, and no cause was ever properly determined. He just dropped one night on the way to a pool hall with friends and died later that night in the hospital.
Every year I think about what he might have been doing now if he was still alive, how far his talent for art would have taken him, and how unfair and upsetting it was to see one of the nicest people I've ever known lying so still in a coffin at such a young age for what still seems like no good reason.

 

[Brainpalm]

I cut myself, and I not long ago made a half arsed attempt at suicide, due to family troubles, and school troubles.

I hate my father. He was abusive and just a general dick. But he has been kicked out of home. Which is just as bad as good i guess.

I also believe I'm going to fail Year 12(this year) and thus not get into Uni because I fail at English. Even if I get A Grades in my other subjects (Physics, Chemistry and the two hardest Maths) I will probably not be accepted.

I have no direction, no goals, no anything in my life, I only want to go to University because it seems to be my only option, and it's what everyone else is doing. I hate just about everything, and though i have friends, I spend most lunchtimes listening to music and ignoring them. I contemplate suicide all the time and find no reasons not to, besides the obvious fact that it will hurt others. I never thought my life would come to this...

THATS NOT THE ANSWER AND YOU NOW IT THERE IS SOMETHING OUT THERE FOR YOU AND IF YOUR GONNA JUST MOPE THAN YOU WILL GO ON WONDERING FOREVER!NOW YOU GET YOUR ASS IN SCHOOL AND YOU LEARN LEARN LEARN THAN YOU GO LIVE LIVE LIVE THAN YOU GO EFFIN LOVE LOVE LOVE DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOUR GONNA HATE YOUR SELF EVEN MORE IF YOU END IT ALL!NOW TELL ME WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GONNA DO DAMMIT!?

That's...that's not how you respond to something like that. Yelling at someone makes them feel like they've done something wrong, which only makes things worse. Ease on the breaks and off the caps.
Brainpalm, I'm sorry to hear about your troubles, but I'm glad to hear that you are taking other people's feelings into acount. I had a friend who committed suicide in late December, and it's one of the worst feelings in the world to suddenly realize that a good friend or family member was in that much pain and never said anything. My thoughts are with you.

OT: In college, I was madly in love with my girlfriend, I would do anything for her, and frequently gave up entire weekends with my other friends to help her through her own emotional issues. When we broke up, and she told me that she had never been happy with me and that I was a controlling asshole, I turned to writing to keep me from going off the deep end, and really wrote quite a bit of stuff I'm very proud of, and have recieved some pretty impressive praise for.
It's been nearly five years since the breakup, and I'm ready to move on. However, I seem to have the habit of falling madly in love with women who see me as a friend, or a brother, or some other purely platonic figure. To make matters worse, I haven't been able to write more than a couple pages in a year and a half, and I have no idea why. I've started filling the gap with excessive amounts of video games, which I know is unhealthy, but I'm having a harder and harder time giving a shit.

ahem well have began to feel like a douche. now if youll excuse me going to cry

You aren't a douche. Quite the contrary, I wish I had someone to tell me all that in person, then it might actually do something... Fuck it. I'm actually going to speak to school psyche now, make an effort. Thank you random internet people.

Also a few of my friends do know about my "troubles". I thought telling people would help but they hardly seem to give a shit.

 

[Astoria]

My best friend of 7 years recently decided to ditch me in favour of a girl who tried to steal my boyfriend. Yeah...it hurt.

 

[pyramid head grape]

Divide by zero.

 

[Vault101]

I failed at somthing, I just can't break out of my bad habits

and I have a slight disability (its complicated), and now Im being forced by my parents to go through disability services, which means interveiws (I had an assment the other day and I couldn't keep it togther, it was awful and the lady was really nice which just made it worse) eventually I'll get a job through some agencey,

somtimes social interaction is just so fucking painful, and it yet it has to be the number 1 key for success in life

I have no freinds and it dosnt bother me...but it might in the future, Im frightened that My parents are going to try and have more controll over my life, I think I gave my mum power of atterney over me, I dont think shell try and take away my internet and games anyway as far as Im concered that not negotioble

anyway compared to alot of other people here Im actually quite happy

 

[vongola_mist_daemon]

Divide by zero.

You know what is depression your really small reply's. Make them big and beefy

 

[Garrsus]

no one really knows me at all.
none of my friends understand me.
my ex was a bi*** who left me by text.
I'm paranoid every second of the day that someone's trying to get me.
I'm fairly sure i hallucinate (but i dont properly see whatever it is so im not sure).
and i hate having to keep dumbing down my words for other people at school.

 

[Chogg Van Helsing]

Why was this made?! You don't try counter happiness with misery!
It's... stupid really. Especially considering that maybe the happy thread was created because there are always unhappy people on here?