forum Anyone else here with anxiety, depression, agitation, etc on here too?

Started May 10, 2018 by @Neon_Gravestones_Try_To_Call_For_My_Bones-(It's MK)

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Wow, I love how we are all getting so personal here. Y"all can rant whenever you want, I'm here.
Umm … we all are.

Hey, I'm here with bipolar, depression, and anxiety. I have a quick rant; my cousin and my brother keep pestering me about why I put myself down . I try to explain my depression and how it's become a habit from emotional abuse and stuff like that but whenever I try to explain they shoot it down with 'but why does it matter what other people say, it shouldn't have an effect on you it doesn't matter ' and it pisses me off. That is all thank you

Oh, man, so sorry to hear that! :(
I get that a lot with my depression as well, people just don't get it. Still, your feelings are valid, and even if they don't respect that, they are just not educated enough about mental illness.

Wow, I love how we are all getting so personal here. Y"all can rant whenever you want, I'm here.
Umm … we all are.

That was kind of hurtful. I realize that we're all here–that's the point of this thread. I'm just trying to extend that in any way I can.

Hey, I'm here with bipolar, depression, and anxiety. I have a quick rant; my cousin and my brother keep pestering me about why I put myself down . I try to explain my depression and how it's become a habit from emotional abuse and stuff like that but whenever I try to explain they shoot it down with 'but why does it matter what other people say, it shouldn't have an effect on you it doesn't matter ' and it pisses me off. That is all thank you

I totally get that dude. My mom bothers me about it all the time, but I can't really change. It's just second nature for me to put myself down like that.

Thanks guys, I really needed to get get that out

Hi, um… I know I'm new to this thread, but I had a really bad day. One where I've been seconds away from crying all day. The thing is it's been a shockingly normal day there is no reason why i should be feeling like this, but I can stop and it scares me. I don't know what to do; I thought I was getting better. Anyways, I was scrolling through threads trying to take my mind off it. I found this and thought Maybe talking will help? and well posting something like this is a bit out side of my comfort zone. I'm from a grin and bare it kind of family, but the constant smiling is starting to hurt.

heh, i'm right there with you. the only thing is i play it off as if i'm an asshole. i found it easy to see it as protecting them from a dark truth, a dark truth that deep down i was rotting, degrading, decaying… i found it easy to wear the mask of happiness as it would make them happy,i am of no help to you as i have come to accept my role as fool. do not follow my foot steps. tell them everything

sorry to keep you waiting for an answer, i have to relive some painful memories

all it takes is a few words to turn a tide or a war against itself, if your family doesn't accept what you're going through tell them how they make you feel. tell them every last detail and they may see what they're doing to you. a family, even yours, never wants a family member to be disconnected from everything. the feeling of wanting to cry is normal, it shows that you know something wrong. don't let these thoughts fester and rot in the back of your mind as that will only force you to wear the mask of the fool.

the best part is, my fingers move on their own, i don't tell them to move but they do so now… this is my true self giving advice, it's vague but he always is…i always am… the mask that i wear says "i'm fine" but my true self cry's for help but i have been taught to fight my own fights, work out my own problems. you have what i never had. HOPE the one thing i could never grasp, the one thing i knew i would never have… i'm not trying to ignore what you're going through, i hate when people do that, i'm telling you you have a chance.

take that chance to change everything, if i'm wrong you have every right to hate every atom i'm made of… as i will know that i have screwed up. if i'm wrong i give you permission to send death threats my way, but the only thing i will send back is "i'm sorry."

I don't have a voice anymore, I lost it a long time ago. I'm still able to talk, but the word, the important ones get suck in my throat. I started to write for the very reason that I need to find a to say the important things, the things that had to be said. So I smile and say the things they want. I've been a fool for many years, I've told them so many things, but they can't hear me. They can't read between the lines, I've even gone so far to write them a letter explaining everything, but even as they read it they could not hear my voice screaming for help. even when it was sighed sincerely, the girl who always wanted to die. They did not really hear it. Only days later it was like it never happened. I feel like a fool for thinking they cared enough to listen.

Well I made you wait until I could see my screen, so no hard feeling there. I could never send a death threat not to someone who was only trying to help. Not to someone who took the time to write five posts when I just mentions I was feeling sad. To a stranger who care that much how I could I wish you anything, but a happy life and a healed soul.

I'm sorry, but sleep is calling. Good night ,Firebrand.

it is ok, i'm sorry for your situation i can only wish you the best of luck for the rest of your life.

Thank you

I know how you feel sometimes @AvaM_Star. My family knows of my depression, anxiety, and other mental illnesses, and yet the feel the need to criticise me on every little thing I do. I can't tell them how it makes me feel as they would only tell me to grow up and get over it. There are nights where I come home and lock myself in my room so I can cry and get away from it, and I realize that no one knows how unhappy I truly am. No one knows me. Not my family, not the kids at school, not my neighbors. So I write. I have a notebook that I take everywhere that no one is allowed to see and whenever I feel that I need to, I write whatever comes to mind. Sometimes it's inspirational, but most of the time, it's something depressing.

Sorry for the long post, it's just that those of you in this thread are the only people I feel I can talk to. My family's been trying to get me to go to a support group, but I feel that this is more of a group than the one they forced me to attend.

My dad is like that…. I try to ignore what he says but it still hurts. A lot.

i'm sorry MK, i know that feeling aswell. but i take it you glanced at the 5 freaking posts, i wish i could help but… there's nothing i can do… i hope your situation gets better.

flies in on a pterodactyl and hugs all the sad people in this chat
Be happy! And of course you can talk to us. I'm always ready to listen, and offer invisible hugs :D

I didn't even know I needed this today, thank you everyone.

Sorry if my previous comment was hurtful, I didn't mean it that way … I don't always think before I speak, because I have to be fast-talking to keep people from hurting me deeply.

It's okay :)