Depression. It's a silent killer.

I've been so low last few weeks I am just not depressed anymore. My anxiety has been replaced with absolute indifference. C'est la vie.
I’m numb too. I don’t care what happens next.
I have been where you are in the past and slowly sliding that direction again . I am so sorry and you will be in my thoughts that things change directions for you soon

🫂 hugs 🫂

Big warm hugs to all of you. You’re strong, you’ve got through it before
I think the cold and gray days make it tougher
Hope you each find something to bring you a sense of pleasure and warmth today
🫂 🫂 🫂
 
Depression is horrible and very lonely. I’m sure I’ve had it on and off for years simply due to life’s challenges. A constant with me is the seasonal one where I hate the dark, cold miserable autumn/winter in London. Didn’t realise how much it affected me until we recently had a holiday in Portugal. Was a lovely escape with the family. Need to do it more often.

I think people need to give time to themselves and look for self care and get it in whatever way, shape or form. Food, exercise, or activity. Just have to make time.
 
Got my next appointment on Wednesday. I have some things I look forward to discussing with him. I’m okay, could do without this sinus and inner ear infection, but I’m fine other than that.

Spending hardly any time on this site and focusing on my writing and other pursuits help. Nothing against anyone on this site, but realizing that I don’t really fit in here brought up bad memories. I have never fit in anywhere, I’m just too different.

However, I have also reminded myself of my lone wolf nature and how strong it makes me. I have had more than one employer tell me that I do my best work alone, that I alone have accomplished in 2 hours what takes a team 3-4. Solitude is my superpower.
 
For those who get the dreary weather for months of the year, might I suggest a house plant if you don't have one just for a bit of greenery? When I lived up North, my mom had a dozen house plants. Spider plants are good, they'd get neglected for weeks and still live.
 
Been a pretty bad week this week. I’m managing to keep it together by engaging in exercise and getting outside when I can.

My wife took this phenomenal photograph yesterday. It is a phlox that found it warm enough to bloom. What’s interesting is that it is typically a July warm month flower.

I like how the emerging flowers look like penises. (Hey lit IS a sex site after all!)

 
Booping this thread because November in the northern hemisphere can be brutal and if life sucks right now... Well.. there are a lot of people who don't know you but really still really want you to keep going one more day. You literally cannot conceive your own butterfly effect, let us help you... Keep going one more day 🖤
 
I don’t think I have fully overcome my depression, but I believe everyone is different and has their own coping mechanisms. I would suggest writing to yourself—anything that comes to mind, whether it’s dirty, perverted, or deeply personal. This helps you understand yourself better. I feel that this practice has helped me gain insight into my personal life issues, past traumas, what works for me, and what holds me back. I think this can bring a person closer to themselves.
 
I don’t think I have fully overcome my depression, but I believe everyone is different and has their own coping mechanisms. I would suggest writing to yourself—anything that comes to mind, whether it’s dirty, perverted, or deeply personal. This helps you understand yourself better. I feel that this practice has helped me gain insight into my personal life issues, past traumas, what works for me, and what holds me back. I think this can bring a person closer to themselves.
I understand. I created a Twitter account purely to express myself. I locked it down so no one would ever see anything I posted. I had tried writing in journals and talking to therapists and it all felt..wrong, secluded, alone. But sending my thoughts out into the ether and knowing no one would see them was wildly therapeutic.
 
I don’t think I have fully overcome my depression, but I believe everyone is different and has their own coping mechanisms. I would suggest writing to yourself—anything that comes to mind, whether it’s dirty, perverted, or deeply personal. This helps you understand yourself better. I feel that this practice has helped me gain insight into my personal life issues, past traumas, what works for me, and what holds me back. I think this can bring a person closer to themselves.
I have used this thread as a journal on occasion. It’s being anonymous makes it easier to get thoughts out.
Right now I’m doing my best not to think. I know it’s avoiding the inevitable but I’m not ready for it yet. I’ll deal with it when I am.
Be safe out there.
Love you.
 
I have used this thread as a journal on occasion. It’s being anonymous makes it easier to get thoughts out.
Right now I’m doing my best not to think. I know it’s avoiding the inevitable but I’m not ready for it yet. I’ll deal with it when I am.
Be safe out there.
Love you.
Using this space as a journal sounds like a great way to process things anonymously—it’s brave to share, even in small ways. Taking time before facing something big is okay; we all move at our own pace. When you’re ready, I’m sure you’ll handle it with strength.

Wishing you peace and safety 💗
 
I feel depressions grips all around me. If I am not careful things can go bad right now, so I am doing all of the things that keep it at bay. I’m staying busy, and physical exercise or activity, which is not easy due to foot pain I am having.

Yesterday, I was splitting firewood. There’s something very relaxing about the productive nature work like this. I try to find beauty in everything around me, esp in nature. Sometimes I’m amazed at the wood grains I see. Here are a few examples.

This was from a maple tree we had taken down that was dying. I’ve never seen maple with so much beautiful wood grain. It looks more like black, walnut, but black Walmart is usually much more solid brown color. Who knows??




 
Went to see my friend yesterday, she's got this 6 month old puppy and some older dogs as well. The puppy and I got around to being best friends after he basically scratched the hell out of me in excitement. She felt bad, but honestly, puppies are the best antidepressants (when they're not yours 🤭) and I wasn't mad.
 
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