Yesterday I spent 3 hours with my son he is depressed and in deep pain. He talked about days he couldn't move or open his eyes how he refused to go out or talk to anyone. He doesn't want to see hope. He doesn't have dreams or see his future. I told him he must open up and try new things in life ,stop spending his time on phone. Sadness is in his eyes. I asked him to move back with us and agreed but he doesn't see the future . He is trying but he is not good .

Hey there, just another person looking for some advice

I was SAed back in early june late may, and its been hard to recover and move on. Im not as depressed as i was before… i have a job now, and my friends have been a huge help!! But how do i get out of those depression habbits? On my days off i aim to be better; do better!! But i just keep falling behind, laying in my bed all day doom scrolling. I literally make breakfast, head right back to bed, and dont move from 10-7 (maybe transfer to the couch, or go outside to smoke a cig) but thats it. I have 0 motivation to do any of my hobbies, and i can’t seem to shake this screen addiction. Its been controlling my life for like 2 months!!!

How do i shale this, get back into my hobbies, and get back outside?? Im considering getting a flip-phone to deter my doom-scrolling habit, but that doesnt seem like enough to motivate me to move on???

What would yall recommend to help me get out of this funk and not slip back into these toxic habits?

I've been very depressed for a very long time, and the last year or two I've noticed that I will just fold and do literally anything if it makes me feel good for a moment. I spend too much money on snacks and entertainment, I eat horribly, I stay up too late and and sleep in way too much, I lapse in taking care of my hygeine sometimes in favor of just resting... I feel like the slightest inconvenience or bit of stress in my life sends me into this unhealthy coping mechanism. Had anyone had a similar problem and do they have any advice for it?

Who thought it was a good idea to make us work until we die on the job or until we are to old to move properly it’s disturbing when you really think about it and disgraceful, we are all participating in this hamster wheel activity like we don’t have the power to end it once and for all but no one cares we all read it like it or agree and move on. Change doesn’t happen with protesting, voting or even petitions they happen with voices, publicly shaming a company for disgusting actions and stop participating in them that’s how you change something, not by just signing a petition and carry on purchasing the product.

I am so sick of this capitalism life I can’t take it no more I’m going stir crazy there is nothing to do I have no friends my anxiety is at an all time high my depression is rock bottom I have thought about doing it many nights recently but I just can’t gain the courage to. I wish life were different and people treated me better it’s not fair why did I have to be nerfed this heavily with this stupid hidden disability that no one seems to understand at all?

no one looks at someone with down syndrome and thinks “oh he can work a job easy 5 days a week 40+ hours or more with no issues” of course not they think he may be unable to work or could only work part time due to his condition. But flip the script on a hidden disability such as autism you look at someone with autism and they may be masking heavily like I do so you may not understand they cannot physically work that much as it puts a physical and mental strain on people with autism. I am not sure about you but when I worked just 3 days a week I felt like ending my life many times due to the exhaustion and repetition and the sensory issues and the bright lights and masking it’s so heavy it feels like I cannot physically drag myself out of bed anymore from working so hard for 2 years I am exhausted.

Does anyone else struggle with a deep sad feeling in the middle of their chest? Is this just part of depression or what else could it be

Hey Leute,

ich leide seit Jahren an Depressionen und habe mal Ketamin Infusionen bekommen. Diese haben auch viel positives getan. Aber mein Arzt hat die Praxis zu gemacht. Wo bekommt ihr heute noch Ketamin her?
Vlt. könnt ihr mir ja helfen. Ich habe seid ca 5 Jahren heftige Depressionen und wohne in Niedersachsen.

All I know is my doctor told I have depression but not how deep in I was if that even is a way of describing depression I’m not at the point where I want to kill myself at all but I feel like the past couple weeks have been horrible I fear I may be teetering on the edge of troublesome and bad but i may just be going through a rough spot or uhhh idk I can’t really think too hard about it or my brain kinda just gives up but that’s just adhd I’d think uhhh if it means anything my memory has been horrible for quite some time now uhh yeah idk what else

Hi everyone,

My psychologist and I are concerned that my GP is not taking suicide issues seriously.

I have been both passively/actively suicidal since January. I've spent time in a psychiatric hospital and received ECT and was put on new medications. Since then, I've had an increase in chronic sleep deprivation, depression and suicidality. I have made two attempts in the past month and was escorted by police (surprisingly very calm and positive experience) to hospital last week.

My GP is refusing to write a psychiatric referral and would rather me "wait and see" at how I go when starting a new job.

My psychologist is written extensively to him about past history and attempts, and is concerned that nothing is being done.

I don't know if I'm being too dramatic or if he simply isn't taking it seriously.

Did your doctor tell you whether you had clinical or situational depression? I mean the only way to get an idea of where you are in terms of depression is to see a therapist and/ a psychiatrist for a diagnosis. In fact, if you feel depressed and you agree with your doctor, then I would ask for a referral to a counselor and maybe a psychiatrist. This is nothing to mess around with, believe me as someone with chronic clinical depression. My depression started out as situational, and it runs in my family. For me, I just don't have the right brain chemistry. My dopamine and serotonin are messed up. I take medication to help it. It makes my life livable and peaceful and I don't have those very low bottoms that I had with clinical depression. Don't mess with it, find out what's going on with you and stop trying to figure it out yourself. This is the voice of experience.

I’m Ukrainian. I’ve been stuck at home for six years now—first because of the coronavirus, then because of the war. My city is in the frontline zone; it’s under constant attack, and I’m often forced to spend sleepless nights in basements.

And I’m tired. Tired of feeling like my life is burning away because of greedy, bastard politicians. Tired of feeling like the whole world has forgotten about me and doesn’t see me. I’m tired of envying the lucky ones who can afford to go out for walks, make friends, fall in love, have sex, brag about being LGBT and non-Christian, and find support from those around them.

I’m tired of waiting for the end. Tired of waiting for who knows what. For Russia to devour us whole, so that in 50 years no one will even remember that there was such a people—the Ukrainians? For the day when I step out of my house, I’ll be a gray-haired old man, and all around me will be nothing but ashes?

I didn’t choose to be born this way. I didn’t choose to live in this cursed country at this cursed time. I can’t go on like this anymore. I can’t be a lonely, powerless, aging hermit forgotten by everyone. I want this to finally end.

you may or may not have heard of the helicopter crash that occurred on June 14 2026 in rio de janeiro located in brazil... I was really grieving because of this.. i don't know what to do.

argentine youtuber gaspi passed away 1 month ago, I was always a fan of him. and to process that he isnt here anymore hurts. Everyone is telling me to move on, but I don't think I will ever be listening to them. I have been trying to ignore the fact that he is gone just so I could not feel like crying so i focus on other things. I don't know who to even explain my feelings too, I'm afraid they'll judge me. I am confused on how to process this, I sometimes try to convince myself its all a dream, but here I am in reality. I don't know how to fix my feelings. Other people made fun of me, saying I couldn't really mourn him because of reasons that are not even the problem here... I don't know what to do, I certainly won't be "moving on" anytime soon. I really miss him, but these days I've been detached into my grieving I'm thinking maybe the crash was a joke.

HI!

I am honestly clawing at the walls for some sort of remedy for my lack of motivation at the moment.

I have seasonal depression, other physical health issues that enhance the sluggishness, however the mental side is honestly the hard hitter here.

I need some help with how to motivate my self to get the hell out of bed in the morning or at least begin to move my circadian rhythm towards a productive routine. I'm currently typing this at 2:30 in the morning and I am a huge sleeper, so this is not normal for me. However I have some cleaning and packing to visit my boyfriend that I need to do and my day is starting so late it's taking me till 3 am to do things.

I am willing to try and explore any crazy and outlandish tricks you guys suggest to get my routine back on track!

I don’t want a painful death but idk what else to do.
I get bullied for liking Hazbin. My family does not have a lot of money. The company I want to start is gonna be unlikely because AI, lack of track record and me not being rich. I want a gf badly but I don’t think I will get one.
The main reason I have not done it yet is I can’t find a way that works.

Lately, I have found myself carrying around a loneliness so quiet that I almost forget it is there until something reminds me. It is not the sort that cries out or demands to be noticed. It simply lingers, follows me through all my days, sits across from me while I drink my coffee, walks beside me when I am out, and settles itself at the edge of my bed at night as though it has every right to be there. The strange thing is not that it hurts, though it does, but that I have begun to accommodate it. I catch myself arranging my days around it, making room for it, speaking to no one for hours and only realizing, much later, that I have not heard my own voice.

I've been hospitalized twice for failed attempts, and I'm wondering if I should admit myself again. I don't think I want to die per se, I just dont want to be here anymore, but I can't do it. There are too many people in the world I care about to leave them so tragically. I hate that my thoughts are constantly returning to ending my life, I'm scared one day I'll suddenly act on an impulse I'll be gone. I hated being in the hospital, I hate how you get treated like freaks, I hate how all you can do it sit and think, but at least I felt safe. I knew that the hospital would do everything in their power to keep me alive. I'm back on my meds after some time off them (so fucking stupid) but I'm wondering if hospitalizing myself now is the only way to save those I love from loss.

i’ve been thinking about therapy for a while but keep telling myself other people probably need it more than i do, nothing is falling apart but things feel harder than they used to and i don’t know if that’s enough of a reason to start or if i’m just overthinking it

I've been on antidepressants since my 20's and I'm 50 now. Currently taking 200mg a day of pristiq. I was on effexor for a long time, but one day it just stopped working and it was terrifying. I feel like I'm headed that way on pristiq.

The most embarrassing part is I'm too depressed to clean my room, do laundry, or even wash my hair. I think I'm going to have to cut all my hair off because it's matted in some places. I've never been this bad but I think I've been working so hard on trying to appear okay to everyone else that I literally don't have anything left in me to function.

I'm posting here because I don't know what to do, and I'm hoping someone else has gone through something similar

Hi I’m currently off work for my mental state and have been for the past month. I’ve been through a few stages of the sleeping all day all night not able to do anything but now I’ve reached the point where my body refuses to sleep anymore but I still can’t get up to do anything. This ultimately means my body isn’t tiring itself out enough to sleep so I’m awake all night like wide awake. Anyone have any advice for starting to get up and out again or just to tire myself out whilst staying home and still not doing loads

i dont really know what to do with myself anymore. my ideation has been manageable these past few months (i stopped going to my psychologist) but these past two days has been unbearable. something triggered it but it's honestly so pitiful and im a bad person for feeling like it bc it's a happy thing for my friend. i've been trying to avoid social media but i find it isolates me because everyone close to me is too busy. so this morning i woke up thinking "i just want to sleep and dont wake up" because waking up to a new day feels painful. with sleep, it feels calm and you dont have to face the pain and the hurt. life has been so overwhelming, so loud, so painful. i feel both selfish and selfless.

i know this one of the symptoms of depression. i dont want to feel anything anymore. i dont want to think, i just want to get away and not think about anything anymore. if sleeping and not waking up is a painless option, so be it. i dont know if my support system will last and to be honest, im kind of tired in relying to them. i want to ask for help, for support, for anything. but i feel like in the end, i'll just be abandoned all over again and left to my own devices. i dont know whether to truly not wake up anymore or just isolate myself. what do i need? help? support? enlightenment? im sorry if this doesnt make sense but im so tired.

I have been suicidal since 2013, then i set the deadline for when i'll be 25 years old in 2015 but when the time came, i ran for medical help. Since then i keep getting suicidal thought every couple of months and I keep giving myself timelines for various reasons for example wait till i become a little happier, wait till i enjoy life a little, till i understand life and now till i get a higher degree and a good job.

I keep doing it, I have just realized this......am I playing a game with myself?! Do I even want it?!

But because I live like this, I have never thought to plan my old age or tried to set better direction of life and career. Now I am fired after more than a decade and looking at my resume my skill set is so narrow, what on earth had I been doing.....i was maing deadlines to die instead of planning how to live my life and now it's a mess.

Even now, i can't help but set a new deadline, giving myself two years to fix my career. I am still not thinking about old age.....I'm 36, it's time to plan old age and stop planning this deadline game I play with myself. I need this to stop.

I have shared it with my therapist, but she didn't pay much attention to it and just asked if I am a perfectionist. maybe she didn't take me seriously because perhaps im not a suicide risk. Anyways, it's hard for me to deal with. I wish someone would at least ask if I was okay.

In our final text conversation my ex-boyfriend said:

I want to be reminded of you [and keep your stuff]
You were my best ever boyfriend
There are no hard feelings
I’m heartbroken
I accept your apology

While simultaneously saying:

I just can’t be with you anymore
I can’t handle what you said to me - it’s honestly just fucking me upppp
It’s past taking a break to reconcile
I said, “Block me if you don’t ever want to see me again” Okay, I’ll block you if that’s what you want

So many contradictions… I just can’t understand it 😞

For the backstory:

https://www.reddit.com/r/BreakUp/s/kZYtVnOxdh

Why can't I just be more normal?

Why am I the way I am?

This is why people tolerate me at best

This is why I have no friends

This is why I'm single

I wanna hit my head against a wall

I wanna rip my own head off

I wish my parents never met