Author Topic: Well, OT, I.. have a problen, kinda need help.  (Read 1639 times)

Some parents they are to automatically assume that you're suicidal and send you to a psych ward.

Why don't you just talk to them about it, they might be able to help.
If you're suffering depression, don't psychiatrists help, even if you're not suicidal, which is pretty simple to explain once you get there?

Just find stress relieving activities.
Jack off. Get aggressive behavior and take it on an object.
These two actually work very well.
Relaxation helps you to feel better and put yourself in a state of mind where you can feel ready to go ahead and accomplish things, which in turn can make you feel better.
There's no point standing around and moping and crying to the internet.
Find a hobby or something to relax, and set yourself some things to focus on.
If things get too stressy, partake in your hobby, and continue to focus on what you want to do.

It's also a good idea to set your focus on education and work, so you can further excel yourself and improve how you feel. There's no doubt that people with stable jobs/relationships and good education will generally live better lives than those without. So, set yourself some long term, and even short term goals.
Just shake off the depression, even if it's with something as silly as playing a video game or touching yourself.
Then step by step focus yourself.

prance in a field of flowers
that makes everything better :nes:

prance in a field of flowers
that makes everything better :nes:
If you do this while touching yourself, you successfully accomplish inner-peace.


I'm so sorry for your dog. :c
I know what it's like to see your pet dead by drowning on it's own blood, my dad stepped on my cat's neck and I held him in my arms as he chocked on his own blood.

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my dad stepped on my cat's neck
Either you cat would lay in really terrible places or your dad has really terrible judgment when walking.
:S

HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME!
/doublegloveslap
Who are you?

Oh hell, that must've been one party.

I'm so sorry for your dog. :c
I know what it's like to see your pet dead by drowning on it's own blood, my dad stepped on my cat's neck and I held him in my arms as he chocked on his own blood.

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Ok, tis topic is making me sad.
We either need comic relief or Magick Mage to comfort everyone.

So, first, I'm not drama whoring. I don't care who does and doesn't believe me, honestly. I just want help.

Well. I'm.. depressed. No, not Self Delete depressed, yeah, it's getting worse, but.. now I just feel like crying in a corner, all the time. I chew the inside of my mouth until it bleeds without noticing, I can't eat, I have a reversed sleep pattern, I'm.. generally depressed.

It's started with my third pet dying.

This.. third pet, a choc. lab, died while I slept on the floor next to her, when I got up, I said "aww, she looks so cute asleep" I went to tap her whiskers and wake her up, I didn't notice the pool of blood she had in her mouth. She drowned, in her own blood. After that, I looked back on how absolute stuff my life is. My family tree.. if full of druggies and people who lost their right to have children with them, and how every friend I get online, or offline, is great. Until I find out they're doing something horrible - not like drugs or stuff, like attacking people or breaking dates up for giggles and stuff. And more stuff I won't say, I'm tired.

I just.. need help. Something to make me happy, or laugh.. or.. anything.

I told my parents, they got scared and sent me to live with my Auntie in Bell Air, I whistled for a cab and when it came near it's license plate said Fresh and it had dice in the mirror, if anything i could say that this cab was rare but I though "Nah forget it" YO HOME TO BELL AIR!

Just.. Please, OT. Help. :c

"well let's go ask a forum for a lego game with a player base of people roughly my age for help with depression."

i like how the title is saying "people who lurk in offtopic are seperate from other people"



When I was 9, my cat (which was a loving great cat that I loved) was killed by the wild dogs in the back field of a stuffty house in a ghetto neighborhood my family was only living in because my grandfather (who recently sued us just to be a richard and forget us financially) roped us into living there.

Also, the relationships probably weren't going to last anyway, since they got broken up by a loving kid.

You don't see me bitching or whining like a pusillanimous individual that my life is stuff, do you?
« Last Edit: February 07, 2011, 09:47:34 PM by Snaffle J. Bean »

You don't see me bitching or whining like a pusillanimous individual that my life is stuff, do you?
Yes.
You just did.
i like how the title is saying "people who lurk in offtopic are seperate from other people"
I can tell that's not true for me.
Because each of my board diamond things are black.