my depression recently hit the point where i hadnt drank or eaten or even gotten out bed in days. After 4 days of not hearing from me my parents finally got worreid and checked up on me . I was so dehydrated that i couldnt get up and they did the 911 thing. spent 4 days recovering in hospitial and ive been in & out of the mental health ward for the last 2 weeks. the doctor siad another day or two on my own and I would of been dead. I had to go on dalisis becsause my kindneys where at near failure from the dehydration. doctor says theyre working good now though. anyways Im stuck taking anitdepression pills for the rest of my life and have to see a shrink sevral times week. what else is there to do but laugh..hahahaahahahaha...im a joke.
the hospital is trying an out patient thing right now, intead of having people just sitting in the hospital boared to death. basicly its like having a parol oficer, i have to contact sombody several time a day to make sure im ok. If I miss two calls police are called to look for me. two false missed calls, or one missed tharapy session. and then i'm back in the hospital full time watching sponge bob with the autistic kids.
I think I clicked on the post because of your screen name, but.. *big giant (this world is a rotten fuckin' place) hugs*
You are sorry he has to "deal with that shit"? What? Would it be better just to let him get back into bed and die? Because that would be less of a bother? You are lucky that your parents noticed you weren't around, and quit complaining about having people willing to help you.
actaully i prefer it, as id still be in the hospital right now otherwise. Thy're not sure if my depression is unipolor or bipolor. and seeing as they have me on mood elevators they want keep a close eye on me incase the medication causes me to go manic.... or at least thats what they told me. and icedteapriestess, I dont recall complaing about my parents. Im lucky to have them, they're verry open minded honest hard working people. I get along with them great and have nothing bad to say about them.
WTF is that supposed to mean? He IS LUCKY that his parents noticed something was going on with him.... not all parents are aware enough TO notice. My parents, for one, didn't know how to deal with my mental problems, and didn't notice when I would take to bed. And as for bringing my yet unborn child into the equation? Grow up.
and that justifies being so self-satisfied when somebody wants a little sympathy. and don't hide behind your fetus. i wasn't mocking it, only your parenting skills and (indirectly) your personality. but that is neither here nor there.
I wonder how many people in here would have the nads to come in here and talk about this shit with as little self pity as this guy's showing. Hey man, you ever consider becoming a writer? you've already got the talent and the depression, and it sounds like you're going through some pretty interesting shit....
I agree, after re-reading his post, he wasn't complaining. I think I confused his tone with the tone of the other people who were all "that sucks"... when really, he sounds like he is getting some pretty decent treatment. The depression sucks, but the treatment sounds positive. I mean, most people hate being in the hospital, and this seems to be a way for him not to have to physically BE in the hospital but still have trained professionals checking up on his status.
yeah it sucks, but I figure no point in complaining about things like this, as its out of my personal control. I have people trying to help me through it, I figure its best I let them, and get on with things. I cant say this came out of the blue, Ive been trying to deal with things on my own for years to apperantly little succses. I just ignored what I knew was wrong and kept trudging along. well all that got me was into a hospital room. in the past I have done some of that steriotypic whining you see in this furom. but it dosnt get you any where, and it dosnt aclompish anything usefull. If any thing it just makes things worse, as all your doong is dwelling on what been making you feel down more. If some one needs to unload there shit thats all fine, but it best not to sit in it after your done.
Yeah, I have learnt that too... meaning that the whining and complaining really doesn't help anything, including yourself! Meaning... you can sit and mope and feel sorry for yourself and your problems (which often times DO really truly bite hard) or you can accept it and try and get some help doing so.
Lol! yeah. Whining does you no good. it amuses your enemys and annoys your friends. (think I just got a new sig, if we ever get our sigs back).
hey man, it'll get better! i did the hospital thing and then the outpatient thing... and i actually prefered the outpatient program too. being trapped up in the hospital wasn't too great. lol. then again, neither was what landed me there. but anyway, do you have to do the manditory pot-luck on fridays or saturdays?? that was kind of the only thing i thought was entirely lame about IOP (intensive outpatient program.) oh yeah! but one little source of amusement is that whenever you see one of those shirts that says something about "alcatraz psycho ward outpatient", well... i don't know, i always felt like i was on the inside of some personal inside joke whenever i saw (and still see) those shirts. hang in there buddy! and pm me sometime if you want
The shrink office I went to won't take me as a patient anymore, I think they are crazier than I am, both counsellors and the doc.
