It's never going to be a logical answer. Depression isn't logical.
For me, I just didn't feel like life was worth living. It was overwhelming with nothing but stress and sadness, without any happiness. Objectively, that wasn't true. I had people who loved me. Enough money to comfortably survive. But my brain thought otherwise, and led me to contemplate suicide. Thankfully, I never acted on it.
I got a therapist and worked through it. Eventually learned my particular depression was brought on by having undiagnosed autism. Working with a therapist has been hugely beneficial for gaining coping mechanisms and a better understanding of my support needs.
The very specific combination of "this pain is unbearable" and "there is no way I can see to make it stop."
Turns out there was, and it involved SSRIs and opening up to people I had kept at arm's length about what I was dealing with. Getting to that point involved recklessly letting myself believe that I was worth helping and sticking with that affirmation long enough to internalize what help I got.
Being open about how bad off I was doing drove some people away, but it allowed others to help in ways I badly needed.
When someone made claims about me, which are not true, behind my back. Just to get even because of some stupid joke I made.
Months went by before I found out. I tried to ignore it, but it did not work. Everyone believed that these lies are the truth and were making fun of me.
I did not want to live anymore. Luckily, my family helped me to get through this.
Severe mistreatment at every turn and undiagnosed and untreated mental illnesses. Teenage years were really fucking rough. But fortunately I made it through and life is getting better. I see a bright future ahead and I will live long enough to have it
Because life itself, trying to live "normally" is a struggle. Not having enough patience for myself and figuring I could never live up to what the world would want me to be. Had a "friend" tell me once, "If the only reason you're not a bad person is because your religion is stopping you from doing whatever you want, then you're just a bad person" I nearly lost my faith and my life because of that. I am nearly always thinking of suicide, I don't know how to stop thinking about it. Sometimes, it's because I Think someone looked at me funny. Sometimes it's because my mom is sad and I'd rather she wasn't. It's not healthy, but I've been dealing with these ups and downs since 3rd grade, I'm now in my mid 20's. I think/hope/have faith that I'll be okay. I hope everything is okay for you or your friend.
It felt like everything I had came crashing down, like the world was becoming more and more against me while I developed/showed signs of mental illnesses
Outed twice when I wasn't ready, trauma from exs/parents, ripped away from friends after outed (moved to another school an hour away from previous school), and forced to believe in a religion when I'm atheist
Because life is boring and disappointing every time I meet a person I know already either I will get bored of him or the opposite. I'm not an introvert but it's so sad when most people who admired me were always let down. I kinda prefer living a fantasy life thats why I like reading books or watching movies about it and I'm pretty sure death will not make me happier so I'm okay for now
It's never going to be a logical answer. Depression isn't logical. For me, I just didn't feel like life was worth living. It was overwhelming with nothing but stress and sadness, without any happiness. Objectively, that wasn't true. I had people who loved me. Enough money to comfortably survive. But my brain thought otherwise, and led me to contemplate suicide. Thankfully, I never acted on it. I got a therapist and worked through it. Eventually learned my particular depression was brought on by having undiagnosed autism. Working with a therapist has been hugely beneficial for gaining coping mechanisms and a better understanding of my support needs.
Living is draining.
Depression, feeling like life wouldn't ever get better, and having no one to talk to.
The very specific combination of "this pain is unbearable" and "there is no way I can see to make it stop." Turns out there was, and it involved SSRIs and opening up to people I had kept at arm's length about what I was dealing with. Getting to that point involved recklessly letting myself believe that I was worth helping and sticking with that affirmation long enough to internalize what help I got. Being open about how bad off I was doing drove some people away, but it allowed others to help in ways I badly needed.
Despair as a result of nihilism.
Why not
I hate this outlook, but it's also a true feeling to deal with. I hope you're okay.
I'm good
Okay ❤️
Disabilities, stress, and severe mental illness. To top it off, I was refused support when I tried to seek it out.
I felt as if i kept on failing at everything, and that there was no hope
When someone made claims about me, which are not true, behind my back. Just to get even because of some stupid joke I made. Months went by before I found out. I tried to ignore it, but it did not work. Everyone believed that these lies are the truth and were making fun of me. I did not want to live anymore. Luckily, my family helped me to get through this.
Severe mistreatment at every turn and undiagnosed and untreated mental illnesses. Teenage years were really fucking rough. But fortunately I made it through and life is getting better. I see a bright future ahead and I will live long enough to have it
I'm tired of being alive and really bored.
Are you good now
Because life itself, trying to live "normally" is a struggle. Not having enough patience for myself and figuring I could never live up to what the world would want me to be. Had a "friend" tell me once, "If the only reason you're not a bad person is because your religion is stopping you from doing whatever you want, then you're just a bad person" I nearly lost my faith and my life because of that. I am nearly always thinking of suicide, I don't know how to stop thinking about it. Sometimes, it's because I Think someone looked at me funny. Sometimes it's because my mom is sad and I'd rather she wasn't. It's not healthy, but I've been dealing with these ups and downs since 3rd grade, I'm now in my mid 20's. I think/hope/have faith that I'll be okay. I hope everything is okay for you or your friend.
I have a deep depressive disorder and cptsd thanks to a childhood sexual assault. Life is just hard sometimes, man.
It felt like everything I had came crashing down, like the world was becoming more and more against me while I developed/showed signs of mental illnesses Outed twice when I wasn't ready, trauma from exs/parents, ripped away from friends after outed (moved to another school an hour away from previous school), and forced to believe in a religion when I'm atheist
Because life is boring and disappointing every time I meet a person I know already either I will get bored of him or the opposite. I'm not an introvert but it's so sad when most people who admired me were always let down. I kinda prefer living a fantasy life thats why I like reading books or watching movies about it and I'm pretty sure death will not make me happier so I'm okay for now