depression
It is not just a matter of feeling sad; discover an honest view of the mental, emotional and physical toll of clinical depression.
Why I Have Depression and What It Makes Me Feel Like
I'm 26 years old. I'll be 27 in October. I've suffered with depression for most of my teenage years and all the way up to now, I'll have it for the rest of my life. It's not something that can be cured only managed with a daily dose of medication that some days doesn't feel like it works.
Nathan NicholsonPublished 7 years ago in PsycheDepression
In my experience, and probably a lot of others too, depression is something you would not wish on your worst enemy. It consumes every inch of you and holds on tight, it pulls you down, further than you thought you could ever go, and most of the time it feels like it’ll keep you down there forever.
It Steals Your Life Away
"What does depression feel like? Well, it's as if someone or something steals your life away--or what's left of it, anyway."
Victor VazPublished 7 years ago in PsycheLiving with Clinical Depression
Living undiagnosed makes for a difficult childhood. For the first nineteen years of my life I believed the distorted reality I was presented with. In my world I was unloved and life was bleak and hopeless. I never thought I was unhappy, simply because I had never experienced real joy or emotional fulfillment. You can't miss what was never there.
Johnny O'NeillPublished 7 years ago in PsycheBefore You Choose Suicide...
Hi, let’s start this article by telling you a bit about myself. A very small bit. On my arm I have a tattoo of a semicolon, for years I was plagued by depression and thoughts of suicide. I still have a problem with depression. I always will, it’s how I’m hardwired.
Depression
Depression... The depths of this sickness that inhabits more than half the population is dark. Lost, in a hole, you can't ever find your way out. My name is Bri, I have suffered from chronic massive depression since I was 8 years old. As a child, my father didn't want to accept the realization that I had a problem. This would only fuel the fire further.
Bri BaxterPublished 7 years ago in PsycheIf Only You Understood
Depression... there's that word again. Why does everyone shut you down when you mention that word? Is it because it scares them because they can't see it or is it because they don't understand it?
Elizabeth HarrisonPublished 7 years ago in PsycheWhat Are the Symptoms of Depression?
Depression is one of the most difficult things to recognize when you're talking to a person normally, primarily because there are so many different ways that people can react to having depression. Some become hyper-extroverted. Others become totally withdrawn. Even more, don't realize they are depressed because they become numb.
Rowan MarleyPublished 7 years ago in PsycheTrue Evil Is, Above All, Seductive
It slithers. Slipping into your room in the night while your eyes remain closed and your breathing is at a steady rhythm. While a collection of rapid images flutter beyond closed eyelids, ones made to either bring joy or adventure, Its cold fingers pinch at the fabric of your sheets. Its blazing breath, rancid and foul, coats along your skin until seeping into your pours. Before you know it, you've absorbed It, and you do not understand the true terror that ensues once you open your eyes.
Genie MoonPublished 7 years ago in PsycheThe Dark Night of the Soul
Finding a pound on the ground, a holy dollar of fortune, can light up your whole day and until you spend it you can feel you’re not penniless. And then walking around town you see things to spend it on: a coffee, a sandwich, a piece of fruit or some beggar holding his hand out, maybe a plastic cross or the pound shop that has hundreds of shelves with things that are only a pound.
Dean MoriartyPublished 7 years ago in PsycheThe Demon Inside
I am a 24 year old female. On the outside I've lived a pretty normal life, inside I have lived with a demon since the age of 7. That was the year my first, and only, sibling was born, that was also the year I was diagnosed with depression. This was the first sign of the demon. He consumed my every being, I don't exactly remember, but I can see it when I go back and look at pictures. At every turn he was there, waiting until I was most vulnerable. I would cry myself to sleep not knowing why, I would imagine what it would be like to kill myself and have my family find me, I would dream the most horrible dreams of my parents giving me away because they were "tired of me." Life was hell on the inside. On the outside, however, I was the perfect Christian. I babysat for almost every family in my hometown church, I saved money, I was always kind and used manners, no one knew. I was able to keep a lid on him until I was 9. I had horrible dreams of the Demon crawling inside of my head and trying to eat me, so one night I cut my hair off. My mom was horrified, but I couldn't explain why I did it, so it was dismissed.
Darian PettyPublished 7 years ago in PsycheShrouded Clarity
In the morning it hits me like an intense bolt of lightning, that feeling of despair hitting every corner of my weak mind. Every thought pushing into the little optimism I have left, every morsel of hope, shattered by the incoming droves of demons, with their gleeful smirks and power to create such torment. And there’s me standing, looking at the sky, wishing it would swallow me up.
Mark McConvillePublished 7 years ago in Psyche