I got pregnant but it wound being Ectopic and I had to have emergency surgery, ever since then I haven't been as active or sociable...I hate leaving the house and being around people...all I wanna do is watch netflix, eat, and sometimes have a drink or 2....glad I'm not alone
I feel this way somewhat. I dont know if I am depressed or just lazy. I am very overweight and doing anything even walking to the bathroom tires me out. I am at a point now that I just dont want to do anything at all. My husband tries to understand but because I am the breadwinner of the household, I feel he is just trying not to make me feel worse. I work from home 4/5 days and the day I have to go in I battle the night before and morning of, if I am even going in. When I do go in I talk to no one really, just do my 8 hrs and come right back home. I use to love shopping and going out to concerts and movies and stuff but now nothing. I can get everything online mostly, right? This weekend is Easter, and I declined the family dinner. I feel so guilty, but I just dont want to go anywhere or do anything. It *****!
I just found this website and I am overwhelmed that so many people are fighting this same situation. My Mother had paranoid schizophrenia and I was the oldest of three children. I have been in therapy on and off most of my life. I am on Paxil and desryel for at least 10 years. I have withdrawn from several social groups. As I am sitting here right now, I am supposed to be at a circle dance weekend (something I like doing), but I can't make myself get dressed, pick up something for dinner at the grocery store and get over there. It is a 10 minute drive away. Why can't anybody do anything to help me? I am a mother and grandmother to three children ages, 8, 10, 13. We just bought a new townhouse for them across country. I will sleep in the den and I am really looking forward to visiting them for the holidays.
Yesterday I found out that my brother wiith advanced Parkinson's disease who is incontinent; and my sister-in-law, with her live in lover plus a Chinese student will be driving to spend the day with us on Thanksgiving. They are bringing their three dogs, small, medium and large; and intend to make themselves at home with our small patio. I have said "no' but sister-in-law does not listen. I envisioning myself calling the police if they arrive with the dogs. I hate having my thanksgiving ruined because of three barking, whining dogs. We are brand new to the neighborhood and I don't want to upset any neighbors in this special holiday. I just want to hide in a room upstairs and not even join the party. Help!
This is either mild depression or clinical or a major one brewing. Posting a comment about depression actually helps, it helped me. After getting out of job and jobless for 3 years, alienating friends and family. I knew i had a problem. Every night i wish i die, i wont leave the room, or move from a certain spot. I try to list things id like to do, but never gets to start them or if i did never get to finished it. No matter what diet food or exercise one do, that wont help. Medicines could kickstart you but there has to be someone or people pushing you to move and not feel useless, miserable. I once saw i homeless guy put up the words on a carton saying, "I USED TO BE SOMEONE". And that immediately hit me. Im no famous person but that is so true. Depression doesnt just make you sad or feel miserable, it PREVENTS YOU FROM ACCEPTING YOU ARE EVEN A PERSON, or that you exist, or that you are someone, heck even something. It is numbing, and killing me. Suicide is a constant thought if not that then death is a constant thinking. An escape so blissful that soon it'll be the only cure worth accepting. It's like from the inside i am shouting all the time for help but only i could hear that deafening frightening cry of misery. Hell is a real thing, and it's not warm but rather a freezing coldness so sadness, so down so miserable. Who can help, what can help? No point of talking about God because, most don't realize this, God does not exist in depression, He simply doesn't. Don't bother asking a church goer you'll only be more depressed. So how, where do i get to find the cure? Well there isn't one. You live with it and deal with it. Medicines and food and exercise can only do as much. The sooner you realize there is no cure but just to toughen it up is the sooner you get to understand the very nature of depression, IT'S ALL IN YOU. No one can help you, you have got to toughen yourself up and live. Start with the nearest thing infront of you, do something, anything to keep starting to move away from your "depression spot". Then do another, and another, until you forget and cut the chains that's really driving your depression, YOUR EGO. And it's killing you, you know this. But it keeps on blinding you. Don't wait for any drug or food or person to help you. This is all you. Void yourself of the images of the past or future, focus on that small and tiny next move away from your "egoistic depression spot". A single step will do. After that, look where you've been. MARK IT! It is a black hole, a little piece of hell on earth you are to avoid at all cause, well, at least for some time. Do this every day. And remind yourself each moment you fell sad and miserable, it's all your ego talking to you. You want to be live? You want to exist? To smile again? To be someone? You have got to change. Starting from that spot? MOVE!
This is either mild depression or clinical or a major one brewing. Posting a comment about depression actually helps, it helped me. After getting out of job and jobless for 3 years, alienating friends and family. I knew i had a problem. Every night i wish i die, i wont leave the room, or move from a certain spot. I try to list things id like to do, but never gets to start them or if i did never get to finished it. No matter what diet food or exercise one do, that wont help. Medicines could kickstart you but there has to be someone or people pushing you to move and not feel useless, miserable. I once saw i homeless guy put up the words on a carton saying, "I USED TO BE SOMEONE". And that immediately hit me. Im no famous person but that is so true. Depression doesnt just make you sad or feel miserable, it PREVENTS YOU FROM ACCEPTING YOU ARE EVEN A PERSON, or that you exist, or that you are someone, heck even something. It is numbing, and killing me. Suicide is a constant thought if not that then death is a constant thinking. An escape so blissful that soon it'll be the only cure worth accepting. It's like from the inside i am shouting all the time for help but only i could hear that deafening frightening cry of misery. Hell is a real thing, and it's not warm but rather a freezing coldness so sadness, so down so miserable. Who can help, what can help? No point of talking about God because, most don't realize this, God does not exist in depression, He simply doesn't. Don't bother asking a church goer you'll only be more depressed. So how, where do i get to find the cure? Well there isn't one. You live with it and deal with it. Medicines and food and exercise can only do as much. The sooner you realize there is no cure but just to toughen it up is the sooner you get to understand the very nature of depression, IT'S ALL IN YOU. No one can help you, you have got to toughen yourself up and live. Start with the nearest thing infront of you, do something, anything to keep starting to move away from your "depression spot". Then do another, and another, until you forget and cut the chains that's really driving your depression, YOUR EGO. And it's killing you, you know this. But it keeps on blinding you. Don't wait for any drug or food or person to help you. This is all you. Void yourself of the images of the past or future, focus on that small and tiny next move away from your "egoistic depression spot". A single step will do. After that, look where you've been. MARK IT! It is a black hole, a little piece of hell on earth you are to avoid at all cause, well, at least for some time. Do this every day. And remind yourself each moment you fell sad and miserable, it's all your ego talking to you. You want to be live? You want to exist? To smile again? To be someone? You have got to change. Starting from that spot? MOVE!
Wow, this as well, is exactly what I've been going through for a few years. I was addicted to opiates for 11 years, got incarcerated im 2012, got sober, and have since been released. Ever since I've been out, I want to stay im my room 24/7 with the exception of the OCCASIONAL walk throughout the house, r my Daily cleaning and what not. At first I chalked this up as being " institutionalized" but that shouldn't STILL hold true. I've never been to a Dr about it yet I'm anyway. I need to talk to someone for sure about this. I turn 35 this week, being FAR too young to be dealing with this. It does make me feel a little "sainer" knowing that I am not alone. So thank you, to each and everyone who has posted. And may us all get through this.