Endless cycle
Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 10:50 pm
And guilt.
New here but not new to depression. I tried to end it a few times in the late 90's, in the hospital a couple times, and was on depression meds till about 2 years ago. I'd done so well my doc said "call me if you need me" and said I could go off.
I've been doing great till now. Suddenly it's back. Hard to think/hard to write/hard to move. What's most frustrating is I have a pretty great life. Good job, wonderful supportive family, loving partner, fun hobbies - but it just doesn't matter. It's like going over a familiar cliff, but I am baffled why. Is it the darkness of our long winter? Cabin fever (just had surgery and haven't left the house in 5 days)? I have NO RIGHT to be this depressed. I don't dare tell my partner because he struggles with depression too, and I know if I tell him this he'll sail down the hole with me, which he doesn't deserve.
Not suicidal exactly...but I don't particularly care about sticking around either. Every sound around me echos and reverberates painfully in my head. It's almost like being drunk, but I haven't touched a drop, nor am I taking prescribed painkillers (just ibuprofen).
Not sure why I'm even here writing this. There are new stories every day. Wondering what the point is.
New here but not new to depression. I tried to end it a few times in the late 90's, in the hospital a couple times, and was on depression meds till about 2 years ago. I'd done so well my doc said "call me if you need me" and said I could go off.
I've been doing great till now. Suddenly it's back. Hard to think/hard to write/hard to move. What's most frustrating is I have a pretty great life. Good job, wonderful supportive family, loving partner, fun hobbies - but it just doesn't matter. It's like going over a familiar cliff, but I am baffled why. Is it the darkness of our long winter? Cabin fever (just had surgery and haven't left the house in 5 days)? I have NO RIGHT to be this depressed. I don't dare tell my partner because he struggles with depression too, and I know if I tell him this he'll sail down the hole with me, which he doesn't deserve.
Not suicidal exactly...but I don't particularly care about sticking around either. Every sound around me echos and reverberates painfully in my head. It's almost like being drunk, but I haven't touched a drop, nor am I taking prescribed painkillers (just ibuprofen).
Not sure why I'm even here writing this. There are new stories every day. Wondering what the point is.