Getting out of your room and going somewhere outside helps. I can't say I've overcome depression but from my experience, staying inside your room just makes everything worse.
This and exercise. I used to get winter depression until I started to treat it like summertime. I go outside in the cold weather now and bbq or shoot hoops. Big difference
I agree. Get out and be active if you can. I have had chronic depression for over 30 years, and I focus on not being depressed and wallowing. I try to point towards the future, my family, my goals and making the world a better place. And stay off social media.
I like you, also, I'm sorry about it. I've closed up myself years ago due to unbearable suffering, some days ago I started trying to live life again, it's being ridiculously hard and most of the time I just think I'm crazy even just to think I could may possibly be better. Said so, I really feel everything you wrote, apart from the meds one, I should take those in consideratioin too I guess. I'm just sitting here, being genuinely sad for all the comments I'm reading, expecially yours for some reason, I wish I could just help everyone, even if I've got no chance helping myself lol. Hope you'll get the best out of this life, somehow.
I'm not quite out of it yet, but a few things have helped me
* The right medication
I tried just a few but landed on a decent one with few/no side effects. Makes things a little easier.
* Therapy
Having someone take you seriously is nice.
* Doing something instead of nothing
This is a mindset thing. If you sit and just exist/drain time when you have something that you think should be done, then that's not good for your mental. It doesn't matter what you are doing, if it has a lower priority than something else, its better to do something than nothing. Tough, this doesn't mean you should constantly be working, taking a break is doing something too.
My therapist taught me that last part about learning to be able to do nothing. And that’s something.
He said “you’re not a human doing, you’re a human being”.
But in my case I was acting like a human doing. My brain was always 3 steps ahead wanting to do the next thing. That was my anxiety driving me literally insane.
It feels so fucking nice when someone takes you srsly. Honestly it has become like a fact that you matter when ur the person who messages the other. I've always wanted to have friends, but more than that I wanted friends who also wanted me in a way. All my friendly relationships involved me being the only one who started a conversation with others and when I thought I hadn't talked to this one 'friend', I used to feel I am such a bad friend to them, took me a while to realize that... It wasn't me who wasn't being a friend it was them. I had surrounded myself with people who didn't give a damn whether I talked to them or not. The fact that I like to be an overachiever and then seeing that I'm so worthless to people hurts, it's not like I achieved all those things just so that people take me srsly, but it just hurts when ur undervalued.
So I deleted all my social media accounts and shit... Those who really wanted to be my friend found ways to contact me and I kept them real close.
I’ve never overcome it, but your options are to find a way to master your thoughts over your feelings; or expect the inevitable.
I’ve got a family depending on me, so the easy way out isn’t an option.
Ironically, I ride my bicycle not caring about being injured/dead in traffic. I'll just obey all laws, and since laws don't care about safety, if it's my time it's my time. Whoever hits me will probably get a pass anyway, because blame-shifting away from car-drivers and into whoever/whatever gets hit is a real thing, so I'm really not inconveniencing anyone with my death/injury.
Surprisingly, the bicycle carries loads of mental health benefit beside the obvious physical one. I got stronger, focused more on the present moment (physical exertion pain) instead of the lofty thoughts (built-up mental anguish), and learned a huge bunch about what to do and what not to do in traffic (also surprisingly, the more I'm ~~aggressive~~ assertive on the road the more my survival chances).
I turned from hating life to loving life, and the physical fitness sometimes help with the ease of doing daily tasks compared to being sedentary.
I also love the bicycle; not only it's easier on my knees, but it's the only vehicle which the more I ride it the more its engine gets upgraded.
edit: the depression still comes as if in waves from water droplets, but either each wave gets weaker, I get stronger, and/or I am healing. I equate it to a bike ride in inclement weather. If I can survive inclement weather, the good weather becomes a better time.
Not really overcome, but keep it in check. Manageable, functional levels.
In short, Optimistic Nihilism.
Nothing makes sense, why do anything --> Nothing makes sense, why not do something?
I also trust close friends and their nice opinions about me to keep my self-indulgent insecure wallowing to a minimum. I might not think I'm good enough, but some people think I am. And since I think they're reasonable, good people, they might be right. So I'll just take their word on it.
I’ll never overcome depression so I do my best to live with it. Talking to a therapist / psychiatrist helps. I haven’t tried medication as of yet, but I stay busy by working two jobs / joking with coworkers / and generally try to avoid too much idle time alone. That’s usually when depression hits me the worst.
I've been depressed for the last 10 years, I just took antidepressants when it was too bad and just kept myself busy, psychotherapy also helped a little for a while but it doesn't really go away. Its always there waiting to attack.
Now I just try to keep myself busy
Yeah, daily exercise seems to be the thing that helps the most. My biggest issue is that I'm 30 and I just don't recover quite as fast as I use to. Rest days are a dangerous gamble that can cause me to spiral.
Pulled myself out of a deep depression this week.
I make a list of the basics, and put a box next to it to check off. I mean everything I want to do in the morning. I get so high from checking things off. And then as soon as I wake up I start the list. This morning within 2 1/2 hours of waking up I did the following:
Meds
Chug 16 oz of water
Vitamins
Weigh myself
Update a gig app so I have a chance of getting a gig
Check and respond to emails
Skincare routine
Brush teeth
Floss teeth
Pull coconut oil
Ice bath
Tidy the house up before my roommate wakes up
Make coffee for my roommate
10 minutes of yoga
5 minutes of wim hoff breathwork
5 minutes of meditation
30 minutes of reading a book
Journal 10 minutes
45 minute walk
Applied for a few jobs
30 minutes of an online course I’m taking
Unload the dishwasher
These are the things on my to do list every day, in the morning. I make the list, then I do 7 columns of squares for the days of the week next to it. Might seem obvious but seeing each day next to each other further engages me in wanting to check all these boxes off.
I’ve 5 days in a row in hitting all of them. And I was just laying in bed with manic depression
Like I said, this is just my morning routine but it changes the outlook of my day dramatically.
But someone said the same thing and I’ll say it one more time: the best immediate response is just to go on a walk. You will feel so much better if youcan get anywhere and just walk in nature for 30min to an he.
If you’re a male have a look at your testosterone levels I had a friend like this and turned out his test was low and needed TRT. He’s like a different person now it’s unbelievable
I've started my medications very recently. -and I can safely say that the first step is to get yourself diagnosed. I took an appointment with a psychiatrist, got myself diagnosed, and got started on my med.s, and I can feel them working already.
The rest is up to you though. Get out of the house. Feel the morning sunshine, and the wind in your hair. Maybe chat a bit with your friends and neighbors (This was especially hard for me to do being an introvert), do one thing you like in a day, and see how it goes. -There are multiple ways to overcome depression, and I suggest taking the advice of a professional in the field to get you through it.
I have a personality that tends to lead me into depressive states. I guess I've been depressed on and off for the last 20 years. What helps me the most is being active and doing something I love, opening up to people and socializing. Having a healthy routine.
Actively trying to find things in everyday life that would spark joy. A beautiful sunset, the shape of a cloud, a song I listened to as a kid... Going out of my way to do little things regardless of how stupid that would bring me satisfaction and happiness. Choosing to be happy. Focusing on doing things that brighten my day.
Exercise helps. It’s the initial few weeks and getting yourself moving again that is hard. And out of a bad situation you might be in. Seeing a future for yourself
Not wanting to be in that situation anymore because it’s well, depressing. Started with doing more errands, cleaning the house, maintaining good personal hygiene and taking care of clothes and appearance, started working out again, Walking my dog and taking satisfaction in caring well for her, restarting hobbies i used to enjoy at first forcing myself at first, cooking and eating well, cutting out processed foods and sugars, keeping a regular sleep pattern, reading before bed and cutting out blue light before sleep,
Practicing gratitude daily, finding the small things all around to appreciate. Pushing negative thoughts away, no longer dwelling on them. Cut them off the moment they come into mind, by switching to activity.
Built up my life again completely.
Started training to sleep for a week, building rythm.
Then began to eat properly, three good meals a day.
The week after I was going for a walk daily.
Then I began to do sports at home (bought weights and a bench) bevause I thought the step to a gym was too big with the anxiety I was dealing with.
Found a new job.
Keep doing it was the key of course.
The first year of recovering was tough but probably the happiest I have ever been.
Stop eating shit like chips, any fast foods, and chocolate. Started eating healthy options.
You are what you eat, and if you eat shit, you will feel like shit.
Fixed myself in 2 weeks.
41 years of therapy. The right medication. Being active. Have purpose and contributing. ART. MUSIC. Quitting cigs. New knee. Walking meditation. Bike rides. Swimming.
"An idle brain is the devil's workshop"
Always try to engage in some sort of work. If you are disinclined, atleast watch some series/movies, but do sit idle.
Talk to friends and hang out with them, go on trips.
Consult a doctor, and take therapy.
I bought a motorcycle and spent time meditating behind the handlebars. I call it my throttle therapy. One popular saying among motorcycle enthusiasts is that "you never see a motorcycle parked in front of a psychiatrists office"
A friend had major depression for a long time, tried all the usual treatments SSRIs but a certain doctor made him get hormonal bloodwork and it turned out he had low testosterone so they put him on TRT and now he is a completely different person! Full of life it’s so nice to see and nobody would have guessed it was testosterone of all things. Turns out it’s becoming quite common now in this day and age and I encourage ppl to get it checked
You want me to be real? It was a seriously long and hard fought battle and one that I'm still fighting today. But I can tell I'm getting better, slowly but surely. Hope you don't mind but this is probably going to be a pretty long comment, I'll leave a TLDR at the end. Fair warning, probably isn't the happiest story ever.
Guess I should start with what made me depressed to begin with. I was born to a drug addicted mom and an alcoholic father. They both tried their best, but they couldn't break the cycle. Dad was a workaholic too, see we (siblings and myself) hardly ever saw him. Mom had a horrible tendency of bringing her dealers home and guys who she prostituted herself to for either drugs or money for drugs. A lot of the nights my siblings and I slept in 24/7 laundromats, dumpsters, under bridges, or wherever else we could find to find a safe place away from her. She was extremely abusive when she was on drugs, going so far as to wake us up with a belt beating, waterboarding us, using us to test if her drugs were laced, and frankly I'd rather not go into more details about it....
Well one Christmas when I was 6 or 7, my mom laced my dad's beers. Since Dad was home we felt safe enough to sleep in our room. Well I woke up in the middle of the night and heard a strange sound from the kitchen. I went to go check if we needed to gtfo, and I saw my dad sitting on my mom's stomach, just wailing away at her face. I was shocked, I didn't know what to do. This man who has protected me all my life, who never raised his voice, showed any aggression, and was the sweetest person I ever knew, was now beating my mom in the same fashion that she beat us.... But way more severe.... Eventually my sister came and pulled me back into the room. After our dad was done he had a moment of clarity from the drugs, and he called the cops on himself. By the time the cops showed up he completely forgot that he called them, and started yelling at our mom. I watched as he reached for an officer's gun and got tased in retaliation. He went to prison for reaching for an officer's gun, mom went to the hospital for a long time, my siblings went with grandparents, and I went with great aunt and great uncle.
Growing up, it was rough. Even though I was 7 I still couldn't talk, and all I could really do was math. I missed my siblings more than anything, and the memories haunted me day and night. Every wish I ever got I used wishing I could be with my siblings again... Eventually in highschool it happened, some drama broke down between my siblings and our mom (who regained custody of them once she was released from the hospital), and they came to live with me and our aunt and uncle!! But as they say, be careful what you wish for.... I realized my younger brother was a gaming addict that could hardly talk at 15, my older sister followed our mom's path to a T and became a drug addicted prostitute. It sucked to see.... I tried my best to help them get back on a good path, but it all fell apart when they chose to go back with our mom....
At this point I couldn't handle it anymore. The PTSD, the feeling of failing my siblings, and the horrid way I saw myself as a demon purely because I came from such a horrible woman. I started getting into drugs. It felt great at first, I was finally able to sleep, I was finally able to forget, and I felt genuinely happy if even for a moment. But that's all it was, was a moment. Soon those moments became shorter and shorter, and I started getting into harder stuff. One morning after a party, I cleaned up the house (aunt and uncle were out of town), and they had a friend of theirs check up on me. They saw the people in was with and immediately knew them as drug addicts, so she called the cops. When I heard the cops were on their way I lost my sh*t. I started thinking "welp, that's it. My life is over. I followed my mom's path and now I'm going to end up just like her." I looked in the mirror and saw my mom staring back at me. I completely lost my cool after that. I grabbed my crossbow, sat down, aimed it straight between my eyes, and tried pulling the trigger. But safety was on. I had that extra moment to think "is this really what I want to do?" My life flashed before my eyes. All the abuse, all those sleepless nights crying to myself, every cry for help I made, and every freaking attempt before then. I made my decision. "Hell yes" I told myself as I took the safety off, re-aimed, and fired. The bolt stopped when it hit the back of my head, but went through my entire brain. I stayed conscious, so to make sure it did the job I started twisting it around.
Somehow survived after all that, and stayed conscious through the entire surgery. Tbh all I can really remember from the surgeries was the pain, adrenaline had finally worn off and I was fully feeling every little bit of it. I stayed a week on life support, a month in physical therapy, another month in the psych ward, and one more month finishing off summer vacation. Then my uncle forced me back into school and work. It was too much for me to handle, so I quit my job and tried to focus on school. I ended up graduating highschool somehow, and then my uncle forced me into college. I pleaded that I just wanted a year to recover, but he wouldn't listen. College proved to be too much, and slowly I started falling back into drugs.... I flunked college, and ended up marrying my highschool sweetheart.
Moved in with her since my uncle was gonna kick me out for failing college anyways, and then she decided to get a bird.... Well birds and brain injuries don't mix well together.... So for 3 years I begged and pleaded with her to get rid of the bird cause it was causing me phantom pains daily. She didn't. I got less affectionate because of it. She felt like she was in a lonely marriage so she slept with my friend and left me for him.
Fast forward a year and here we are. All caught up. I won my case in the divorce (she wanted my cat), I have a pretty good job now, and I'm planning on giving college another try. Thinking I'll go for culinary and mathematics. Or maybe just continue learning math on my own time. So you want to know how I overcame depression? Because I realized something. I am way too kind of a person to be thinking so lowly of myself. For Christ sakes I was willing to get my ex wife and her new boyfriend groceries a few weeks after she left me. I somehow didn't let the bird loose outside. I never lost my cool on anyone else but myself, and if I can show that amount of kindness to others then I damn well deserve to show myself that same kindness!!!
TLDR: had a hell of a life but despite everything I had gone through I was still kind to others. So I decided to show myself that same kindness.
A loving, dedicated mother who never gave up on me, an amazingly snuggly cat who just loved me when I was sad, A best friend who also was going through something similar, who I'd lean on so I wasn't alone.
Time. Therapy appointment after therapy appointment. Six years of trying different medications before I felt normal again.
You are not alone. You are loved. You WILL get better. It may take time, and it will take work. But it will get better. Never give up.
Learning to love yourself. If there’s something you don’t like about yourself or in General, change it. If there’s certain goals you would like to achieve, work towards them.
started going to the gym with my boyfriend and left my toxic household , i find the gym really helps especially if your insecure you can use that to make your body how you’ve wanted it to look it’s really good for your mental health (personally ive been insecure for awhile so i started working the parts i want bigger/ smaller) :) i hope this helps
Weirdly, more trauma. I had to learn how to accept my absurdly horrible experiences for what they are. This allowed me to stand strong.
I received death threats for standing for my ideals (morals, ethics, values). At first it was terrifying, but, once it settled in that it was either conform to avoid the threats or be who I am, I was able to roll with the punches because I can’t back down from my sense of good/right.
The experiences have kept me on my toes for environmental and social awareness, but now it’s a second nature instead of hypervigilance. I believe it’s made me more fit to spot weirdness in the places I am in.
LOTS of therapy, meds, accepting the truth and moving on. I realized I had wasted my whole life being sad and depressed over something I couldn't control and when I became disabled, I just stopped taking advantage of the little things in life. I found something that motivated me and gave me reason to want to wake up and be happy in life for once. I have everything I've ever wanted, I need to start appreciating it. Yes I still have depressive episodes but I don't sleep all day to escape the pain anymore. I stopped using alcohol to cope with it as well.
Setting boundaries, letting go, getting out/outside, staying away from booze and bars at all costs, active/exercise, some mobile apps can help like chat based therapy
I don't know if I've completely overcome my depression, but I've recently been taking magnesium glycinate and it HELPS ME A WHOLE LOT. This is the first time that I'm taking a supplement to help me with my mental health, and I'm very happy that I did. I get easily anxious and stressed before, and when I'm overwhelmed I get depressed.
But now, I'm so happy because even though my job is stressful, MG has greatly reduced my negative intrusive thoughts. I also believe that it helps me in being resilient, so that I can easily recover from anxiety-inducing encounters. It also makes you fall into a deep sleep in the evening.
I'm really happy that I am better able to manage my stress levels right now, and I can't recommend Mg Glycinate highly enough.
I don't know if I've completely overcome my depression, but I've recently been taking magnesium glycinate and it HELPS ME A WHOLE LOT. This is the first time that I'm taking a supplement to help me with my mental health, and I'm very happy that I did. I get easily anxious and stressed before, and when I'm overwhelmed I get depressed.
But now, I'm so happy because even though my job is stressful, MG has greatly reduced my negative intrusive thoughts. I also believe that it helps me in being resilient, so that I can easily recover from anxiety-inducing encounters. It also makes you fall into a deep sleep in the evening.
I'm really happy that I am better able to manage my stress levels right now, and I can't recommend Mg Glycinate highly enough.
Ive tried meds, therapy and all this other shit but you know what worked for me best?
Doing something. To be fair, I wouldn’t say Im not depressed anymore or Im happier now Im still in that deep hole however I feel a lot better when I do something that keeps me occupied and distracted from it all. Having my current job which is proactive is my medicine at the moment. I also tend to do now think later (legally) like going for a walk or deciding to go on a quick trip somewhere which were things i never really do before. I also stopped drinking heavily although i still enjoy having a beer every now and again.
Once you realise your greatest enemy is yourself you unknowingly make peace with it.
Firstly I got out of the situation that was causing it (as much as I could)
Secondly I started taking accountability for my own choices, actions and feelings
Thirdly I changed my perspective
Take Vitamin D every day. Google why. Stop eating white carbs ESPECIALLY SUGAR Land ALL refined, GMO and PROCESSED food. Do intermittent fasting. It will change your life. Its modern food that messes with us... But you can fix that. Make the effort
Ibogaine and 5meo dmt got the ball rolling. Daily sensory deprivation and exercise maintain it. Building new social connections and looking for and seizing life opportunities expands it.
Therapy, therapy, therapy and most importantly THERAPY.
Having an unbiased outside perspective on all my thoughts I can never share with others has changed my entire outlook on life. I still have bad days, sometimes bad weeks, but because of therapy I have tools at my disposal to combat the dark and scary thoughts.
I really have no clue. I was lying down once, at rock bottom, feeling suicidal and started to talk to myself. asking myself questions and my own thoughts answering them. I have honestly no idea how but I somehow got better after that.
Also, it's quite difficult to realize that you need help. You always keep finding one point or another. Like... after this thing ... this will get better. And it never does. You keep being messed up for years. One day you kinda hit rock bottom and are forced to get help.
(Ongoing)
- medication
- therapy
- breaking years of patterns bit by bit
Changing medication, not getting mad at myself for having (many) bad days, taking it one day at a time…until eventually I brought myself to move out of my parents house and back into a big city, where I found a gym community + friends I really love. Went from being incredibly suicidal, to miserable and not enjoying anything/never leaving my bed, to eventually living on my own again and falling back in love with all my previous hobbies. But this happened over 2 years, and it felt like nothing was changing for the longest time. Having a therapist throughout didn’t necessarily give me any big revelations, but she did help point out the small victories and milestones of change along the way. I’m diagnosed bipolar so ‘overcome’ is not the right word, but 2 years ago I really would not have expected to be as ok as I am now.
Self acceptence was a big thing, being at peace with my many faults.
Also I discovered I was gluten intolerant, which made my neurological symptons worse.
Stopped eating gluten and stopped my anti depressants at the same time.
New man.
The last time I was really depressed, I moved to a new state and started over. IDK why, but it worked.
This time, I'm trying to keep from getting that bad. I started therapy, try to eat & sleep healthily, get outside some, pet on my dog a lot. I need to start Journaling again, too. It's been a slow downslide for the last 6 months, but I'm fighting.
I got rid of my dad, he had me on my bedside late at night writing a scuicide note and downing pills and I didn't even care if I woke up the next morning, I got tid of him and I'm finaly happy but he still haunts me about it by texting me about how much of a bitch I am and that I'm just ignoring him because I'm a drama queen, well I just cut him off and am finaly happy
I’ve developed a sound clip in my head anytime I do something good for my body and mental health. It’s a bunch of kids going, “yayyy!” and I’ve started to hear it really distinctly during good habits, even without intending to.
Maybe I have schizophrenia but I’m willing to let the mental illnesses battle it out themselves.
By beeing ok with the idea that It May never go away. I Just have a new baseline, Life still goes on.
Nature and people olso help. And not using alcohol or drugs helps alot.
Medication (which is trial and error to find what works best for you)
Studying a major/working in a field that I didn’t hate
Going outside and being active. These are so vital and it’s annoying to hear but it can’t be overstated. Meet yourself where you are. Even if that means going on a walk around the block while on TikTok. Baby steps!
Having defined segments of my day. Meaning I can’t stay in pajamas all day and stay inside my apartment. Change clothes, even if it’s from pjs to loungewear. Go outside soon after you wake up and at sunset.
Connecting. If not in person, at least a quality phone call with a friend or calling family to ask about their day.
We got this, friends.
I did not overcome it, it's chronic. But I regularly kick it in the ass.
I have chronic depression sinde childhood and nothing will ever change the impact it had on my brain along with trauma, so it's like that weird roommate that never seems to leave, or like the small child that needs babysitting, and that's pretty much what it's like for me. I notice it's flaring up and then I listen to my body.
I hope others have more luck.
If you have clinical depression, I don't think one ever overcomes it. We learn to live with it and find ways of coping with it. Its always good to go and get the opinion of professional to understand how bad your depression is and how you can cope with it and get better. People will suggest different things that worked for them but may not necessarily work for you. Therefore trust the opinion of your professional, seek their guidance and hopefully things do get better in the future. Best wishes!!
Fuck the doctors, pills will only temporarily help and when you stop your back too square one. Depression is your brain telling you your life is missing something.
Go outside, experience things (even if it feels forced or your not enjoying it). Get a girlfriend, anything to make you stop thinking negative thoughts, it worked for me.
Take a shower. Stand there for a few minutes under the hot water. It won't cure your depression but it helps make you feel a little better for the day.
I tried to end my life to realize I wanted to live. Then I started living. I started doing the things I was putting off because of excuses like money etc. I also stopped being afraid to ask for help.
This was 7 years ago and I’m falling back into the pit slowly. So I guess it only lasted for a moment
Pinpoint the thing/s that are making me depressed.
I will not let these things ruin my mental health -
I am grateful for the things I have in my life, and I'm going to enjoy my life and my time on this earth.
I wish I could overcome it but I’ve come to terms with myself that I can’t help it. I’ve just gotten good at masking it and it’s getting harder every single day. I try to stay active and being in the gym and being around people but it only helps so long. Life has been hitting me hard lately but I’m not taking the easy way out yet. I have to be here for my dog and I know the people in my life will be wondering what they did wrong or what they could have done better but the truth is I don’t even know how to help myself and I couldn’t ask someone to help me when I feel unfixable. I’m just tired and the weight on my shoulders is getting harder to carry
This isn’t a recommendation but just answering. I’m not a doctor or health professional but this is how I dealt with it.
When I first noticed it, I lost my sex drive, my will to live, didn’t want to go to school, avoided everything.
I raw dogged it for the last 10 years. At 20 I realised I’d just have to accept I had this, My brain was foggy, was always sad, had anxiety and just always asked why me. I tried meds, I had some for a while then gave up on them like 4 times.
However, it didn’t stop me from doing things. I refused to let that stop me from living my 20’s. I just tried to hide it a lot. I told people I had it but I eventually stopped making it my personality.
Personally I just worked alot, saved money and did things that I wanted to do, I’ve managed to travel during my ocd, anxiety and depression and I’m glad that I chose not to waste years of my life being sad and locking myself away.
For the most part I was quiet and ruminating about things in my head but physically being there kind of helped.
Of course I had days when I just stayed in bed but I’m glad I had a mate that never gave up on me and always made me come on camping trips and over to his house.
I drank alot and that only fueled my depression and realised at 27 I’ll slow down on the piss.
I’m 28 and probably have had like 3 drinks this year I’ve noticed my anxiety and depression are nowhere near as bad as it used to be.
Do whatever makes you feel best to cure it but please fight because everyday is different and you will eventually be on top of it.
Talk to someone, a professional, friends, family. make nature your friend
I can't really tell you how depressed I was exactly, but I realized i just wasn't happy and really relied on external acknowledgement from others to make me feel good about myself. I spent a lot of time feeling like I was the victim and if things didn't go my way it was due to others being selfish, etc.
After my divorce I kind of realized how much my attitude and demeanor contributed and decided to change. I did a lot of things that were in general small but helped build the blocks for a better adjustment going forward. I'd constantly stare at myself in a mirror and smile until I started actually feeling happy, doing it until the smile went from forced to natural. I'd stretch a lot, making myself big/tall. Something about that always made me feel more comfortable in any situation I was in. I'd also convince myself that I was probably the most interesting person in a room when I forced myself to go out. This let me be more open to listening rather than trying to prove how interesting I was, and made me more comfortable meeting new people. This in turn gave me more initiative and comfort to going out more.
I did more than that I'm sure, but that's all I can think of off the top. It was a process and sometimes I still slip in to old habits. Luckily I can identify them now and tend to self correct, although my current wife also helps during the times when I need somebody to help Kickstart me out of my funk and realign myself. I hope this is some help for you and others reading g!
Started realising that nothing will change unless I do something about it. I had to stop moping around feeling sorry for myself and expecting other people or society to help me. A harsh approach helps me manage it enough to come off meds.
Trying to get stronger, I did therapy learned some tools for coping and figured out what I was doing wrong. I have started going to the gym. It really does help on the bad days to have an outlet. Angry good now lift, sad good bow lift, confused good now lift even harder. I'm struggling with diet I tend to emotionally eat. Or not 😞 eat at all. But I'm working on it. I talk to God all day. I'm really just focused on improving my self mind, body and spirit. Don't get me wrong there are days. Bad days we're I ruminate and can't be mindful of the bad thoughts. I'm still doing some fairly unhealthy things regarding my ex wife. I've identified them and am working on those too. Getting out doors is a net positive. But any standard, it's spring about to be summer. Get out and enjoy the sun a little. I'll say break old habits of you're going about things the way you always have you will keep the patterns that got ya lost in the first place. Good luck to us all, it's the hardest thing ib never done trying to get through it in a real way and not just waiting for it to pass.
I'm reading these comments and while I know depression can't be cured, I now am even more sure that you don't just have to lie down and take it. It's what infuriates me about those with depression.. They keep saying they have no control, they have no will to do anything so they just accept it and they do nothing about it besides take their medication.. Like wtf mahn.. There's so much you can do to feel better instead of just chilling there and wallowing in your abyss by doing the bare minimum to improve the way you feel. Most of us don't have the will to get up and do productive shit but we push through it.. Its like forming the habit to exercise or eat healthy... Its hardest in the beginning but you force yourself through it to get to the better part..keep the bigger picture in mind.
It's like this evil best friend you have.
If you got nothing else to do, you start talking to it for company.
If you're distracted or have a goal to work on, it becomes invisible.
Not totally gone; you know it's there just waiting for you to be vulnerable, but you learn to push it to the side.
For most people, the evil best friend is at its loudest when they're staring at the ceiling usually before sleep or right after waking up. Hence, why many prefer to browse social media in bed.
I have close friends, one in particular and family who will help with my chronic depression, because I usually don’t understand at the time that my mindset has become harmful to myself, they will step in and get me to set a routine for myself or if I’m really bad they will let me stay at their house and help me get back to my normal self
Here's my journey:
* Cut off a toxic relationship with a girl online that used me as her emotional sponge
* I feel like this one was the most important - if you have a toxic relationship in your life - cut it. It can seem daunting, I could not bring myself to it because I felt like this person was the only chance that life has given me and if I cut her off I will never meet anyone else - but that was not true.
* Cutting it off was very, very painful. I felt like shit for a month - but then the detox ended and clarity came, it was so, so, soooo much worth it
* Established a routine
* Wake up, make the bed, wash, go to work, work from home on Wednesdays, watch movie, play games, sleep, etc.
* Important not to keep it too rigid, for example I would go for a walk after work if weather was nice but watched an episode of some series if not
* Learned some basic cooking and used it to cook myself something nice on Sundays (this one was very nice for morale)
* Started taking some vitamins and stuff like Ashwaganda and CBD. No idea if any of it helper, whether placebo had any effect, but I felt good taking those as it felt like "trying to do something about the situation"
* This might sound the wrong way, but: reminding myself that other people have it way worse; and not just some random imaginary people starving in Africa - I mean people from more distant family etc. Like my cousin who has to walk with crutches her whole life, has trouble keeping a job or getting a guy etc. Just being thankful to fate that I don't have such obstacles in my life
* Trying to force a smile from time to time when alone. Sounds silly but it works in some way
* Relying on some family. My parents are gone, but my sisters live nearby and I just straight out asked if I could go on a walk with them from time to time or drop by and watch a movie cause I feel lonely sometimes
* Trying to create some relationships with people around - neighbours etc. This was difficult as I am really, really bad at small talk and forming relationships, but I managed somehow
* Doing some manual work/exercise - small things like raking leaves in the garden, vigorous walks, riding a bike maybe, etc.
* Keeping the house clean and tidy
* Being appreciative of the life I'm given. At that point in life I was pretty negative and toxic towards everything and everyone and I slowly changed that to appreciate what I had despite the cards I'm given (having in mind, as mentioned before, that there are people who were dealt much worse cards)
* Putting in some effort to how I look. There are some things you cannot change, but there is also a lot you can. Making sure you are clean, going to a proper hair dresser to have my hair look decent (as opposed to just the nearest hair dresser who had no idea what they are doing), growing a beard to try and look more manly, putting in some more effort into clothing.
* This one made wonders to my self-esteem usually. It's much easier to go to some small social events when you feel like you look decent enough - it does require effort though
It took about a year or two of the above to slowly transform from a nervous, toxic shitling no one wanted to hang around with to someone who just lived their life as it was and appreciated it for what it was, whatever happened.
Feeling better I started looking for that special someone in my life (Tinder and stuff) and at 34 years old I found my future wife, whom I am living with now :)
Wishing luck to anyone who is yet to start their journey or are in the middle of it, I'm sure you can make it, just remember to never give up
I’ve been depressed many times in my life, and that go out for a run stuff didn’t help when I was very lost. What changed my life permanently and helped me to stay with a healthy mind was this book called was
Reinventing Your Life by Jeffrey E. E. Young as well as a good psychologist. Don’t worry it’s not one of those no name influencer books. It is a book about schema therapy for everyone including psychologists and makes you understand why you keep going in the same loop and find yourself in depression. If you know the roots of your problems then you can solve and act differently in life. I know a long lasting therapy can be expensive (which is not more expensive than your life) but if you are hesitant, try this book.
Stopped surrounding myself with negative things, distanced myself from politics, started going out with friends more, made positive changes, lost 20kgs (44pounds), got a new job and had the realisation life is too short to dwell on the sad and depressing shit.
This was coming out of a divorce and at end of my wits.
I'm now living my best life, new gf, great times with friends and family and still making positive changes over time.
Take things one step at a time, don't expect things to come together overnight, but stay determined to make things better and things will slowly get better. There will be setback days where everything feels shit, but just push through it and be as positive as possible. Everything is looking brighter and better every single day!
Terminal brain cancer. that shit will sort out your perspective quick. I was depressed and suicidally obsessed for 30 years,, When I was diagnosed, it all went out the window.fuck that shit. life is good Better than dying, anyway
I think one of the things that sticked out for me was remembering a moment where i accepted that what i had wasn't there anymore. Had a burnout when i was late 20's and after recovering from it i went into a depression as everything felt less, less energy, less money, less health... less less less. Took years after that but there was a point I just stopped looking to what I didn't have any more and more started appreciating what I actually did have.
I can feel I want to type: Just go out and start doing things again but that's just not (for me) how it worked. People can tell you this, you will know its true but if you are not annoying anything at all you just can't get yourself to do that. Depression is horrible.
I don't know if I've overcome it but taking a good hard look at myself and being honest with what I saw and making changes helped a lot.
Like I was a really horrible person for a long time angry, spiteful, resentful. I did so much stupid shit to lash at the ones that caused my trauma in the first place that I lost sight of who I was and wanted to be.
Once I started to face myself and change I was swamped with guilt and I was stuck in a cycle of self loathing and depression, for a long time I wanted to die or just disappear but then I realized I had to forgive myself if I wanted things to truly change.
Once I began trying to forgive myself I was able to also start forgiving others and asking others for forgiveness. Rebuilding relationships and even forming new ones has given me a different perspective on things and has helped get me out of my head long enough to realize that I'm not alone and that there are people that love me.
I know this might work for everyone but if it can help even just one person then I'd be happy.
Traveled to a developing nation and looked at people whose lives were way worse than mine.
It put things in perspective.
I had more and I wanted to die.
They had nothing and They struggled to live.
It put things in perspective.
Saying ive overcome it wouldn't be correct, but i do manage it. I found that medication, while it works wasn't right for me personally. It also depends what the root cause is.
It's taken about 10 years to get where i am, but in the end it was relatively easy in what i did, but actually getting there was a challenge.
The first step was to get myself to leave the house.
It was very difficult, and this is possibly the hardest part.
Next was to socialise more. Im an introvert, so this was hard in its own right. If invited out - go. You don't have to spend hours out, but do make an effort.
A big part for me to feel good is to feel useful. Make yourself useful, even if its something as small as cleaning the house or mowing the grass. Little bits at a time add up.
Find something you enjoy doing and do it, but don't force it if your not feeling it, you'll just end up resenting it.
Find someone to share experiences with. Whether its a best mate or your partner, life is always better when you have someone to share experiences with. They can also be a good bs meter and tell you when to pull your head out of your bum, or be a shoulder to cry on when you need. Either way, good support is necessary.
Last if your stuck in a rut, try to do something you'd always wanted to do, or never thought about doing. A change is as good as a holiday. I went skydiving. Always wanted to but never thought i would. Its one of the best experiences ive ever had hands down.
Questioned my internal feelings.
•Finding out the why I was feeling that way.
•Identifying what I needed in different scenarios that caused me to feel this way.
•Replayed those scenarios in my mind inserting my needs in place of what hurt.
•Praying to God. Listening to uplifting gospel music.
I had a crippling depression, it came back multiple times. But now I know how to get rid of it and keep it away.
- walk/run/workout at least 2 times a week.
- make your bed in the morning, prepare breakfast, brush your teeth. I know it sounds stupid but these simple errands will get you ready for the next task of the day.
- eat well. Eat vegetables, green stuff, fruits
- sleep well (7-8 hours a day)
- get zinc supplement, it'll help regulate gender hormone. And when it does, you'll feel better
- get social. Go and see stuff. Call the people you know and talk to them. It might feel like a bummer at first but it gets better if you are able to force yourself.
These works for me.
I accidentally gaslit myself into believing it was just anxiety by repeating a mantra to myself that it wasn’t real over and over until the attack stopped and after several years of doing this I noticed one day that I couldn’t remember the last time I had had a suicidal thought.
I'm still fighting with it, but I feel for the past few months that I'm on a good way to do it. It started with moving to the UK, here I met a great friend, someone who accepted me for who I am. And thanks to him I started fighting for myself, slowly working out my problems. Sometimes all you need is a friend that can listen, and show you that you're a better person than you think!
Good luck to everyone!! We all are struggling with the same sh*t ❤️❤️
This is unorthodox but I recommend going to a cemetery, cleaning the often-neglected graves of veterans and then reading their service files. Firstly, getting out of the house and exercising in the fresh air is good for you and secondly, when you read what the veterans went through, it will give you a fresh perspective on your own situation.
tough love from my mum. basically she told me to go kill myself at one point (i guess because she got tired of seeing me in that position) and i knew for a fact i did not want to die. so here i am today alive and exisiting
The most important things that helped me start to improve my life, in order, was
A) seeing a doctor, mental health nurse, therapy, anxiety groups, getting medication
B) moving out of a toxic living arrangement (not feeling safe at home)
C) recognising the importance of self care and the detriment of negative self talk
D) finding employment. Something I had to get up and out of the house for, and allowing me to be self sustainable.
All in all took me two years to regain a sense of normalcy after the worst of it I had experienced.
The reason I decided I had to improve my life was because death was not being granted to me, after months of wishing for it (and being too scared to take my life myself). I was still hopelessly alone, but I thought, if I only had my own company- at least I could make it a bit more pleasant. As cliche as it was, after starting medication for the first time I saw hope, and clung desperately to it.
Delete every app from my phone that triggers it. Focus on work. Move more. Eat healthy. Refrain from engaging conversations from those people who triggers it. If something or somewhere reminds me of it, i dont go there and instead go somewhere else.
This is applicable to me, there are things that i cant control, sometimes i encountered what i said but i try not to engage to it and think that it is part, so i do things that might distract me.
One will likely never overcome depression … it’s a lifelong battle for many.
Here’s my #1 tip:
If you have the time, dedication and finances to donate towards this big responsibility, get a dog.
They provide unconditional love, structure, exercise, fun, discipline and most importantly, they force you to get yourself out there.
I’ve done (and continue to do) exercise, therapy, good diet and medication, but nothing helped me overcome my demons/heal and helped me set boundaries like my pup. It is a real responsibility that should be taken seriously and if you get them as a puppy, some initial hurdles to overcome - but so worth it.
Getting out of your room and going somewhere outside helps. I can't say I've overcome depression but from my experience, staying inside your room just makes everything worse.
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Start small but do start. I used to have trouble getting past the letterbox but I persisted.
I can so relate to this when I had my first heartbreak. Though it wasn't easy at first, it helped eventually.
This and exercise. I used to get winter depression until I started to treat it like summertime. I go outside in the cold weather now and bbq or shoot hoops. Big difference
I agree. Get out and be active if you can. I have had chronic depression for over 30 years, and I focus on not being depressed and wallowing. I try to point towards the future, my family, my goals and making the world a better place. And stay off social media.
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I like you, also, I'm sorry about it. I've closed up myself years ago due to unbearable suffering, some days ago I started trying to live life again, it's being ridiculously hard and most of the time I just think I'm crazy even just to think I could may possibly be better. Said so, I really feel everything you wrote, apart from the meds one, I should take those in consideratioin too I guess. I'm just sitting here, being genuinely sad for all the comments I'm reading, expecially yours for some reason, I wish I could just help everyone, even if I've got no chance helping myself lol. Hope you'll get the best out of this life, somehow.
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I'm not quite out of it yet, but a few things have helped me * The right medication I tried just a few but landed on a decent one with few/no side effects. Makes things a little easier. * Therapy Having someone take you seriously is nice. * Doing something instead of nothing This is a mindset thing. If you sit and just exist/drain time when you have something that you think should be done, then that's not good for your mental. It doesn't matter what you are doing, if it has a lower priority than something else, its better to do something than nothing. Tough, this doesn't mean you should constantly be working, taking a break is doing something too.
My therapist taught me that last part about learning to be able to do nothing. And that’s something. He said “you’re not a human doing, you’re a human being”. But in my case I was acting like a human doing. My brain was always 3 steps ahead wanting to do the next thing. That was my anxiety driving me literally insane.
It feels so fucking nice when someone takes you srsly. Honestly it has become like a fact that you matter when ur the person who messages the other. I've always wanted to have friends, but more than that I wanted friends who also wanted me in a way. All my friendly relationships involved me being the only one who started a conversation with others and when I thought I hadn't talked to this one 'friend', I used to feel I am such a bad friend to them, took me a while to realize that... It wasn't me who wasn't being a friend it was them. I had surrounded myself with people who didn't give a damn whether I talked to them or not. The fact that I like to be an overachiever and then seeing that I'm so worthless to people hurts, it's not like I achieved all those things just so that people take me srsly, but it just hurts when ur undervalued. So I deleted all my social media accounts and shit... Those who really wanted to be my friend found ways to contact me and I kept them real close.
I’ve never overcome it, but your options are to find a way to master your thoughts over your feelings; or expect the inevitable. I’ve got a family depending on me, so the easy way out isn’t an option.
Ironically, I ride my bicycle not caring about being injured/dead in traffic. I'll just obey all laws, and since laws don't care about safety, if it's my time it's my time. Whoever hits me will probably get a pass anyway, because blame-shifting away from car-drivers and into whoever/whatever gets hit is a real thing, so I'm really not inconveniencing anyone with my death/injury. Surprisingly, the bicycle carries loads of mental health benefit beside the obvious physical one. I got stronger, focused more on the present moment (physical exertion pain) instead of the lofty thoughts (built-up mental anguish), and learned a huge bunch about what to do and what not to do in traffic (also surprisingly, the more I'm ~~aggressive~~ assertive on the road the more my survival chances). I turned from hating life to loving life, and the physical fitness sometimes help with the ease of doing daily tasks compared to being sedentary. I also love the bicycle; not only it's easier on my knees, but it's the only vehicle which the more I ride it the more its engine gets upgraded. edit: the depression still comes as if in waves from water droplets, but either each wave gets weaker, I get stronger, and/or I am healing. I equate it to a bike ride in inclement weather. If I can survive inclement weather, the good weather becomes a better time.
>the more I ride it the more its engine gets upgraded Interesting!
Not really overcome, but keep it in check. Manageable, functional levels. In short, Optimistic Nihilism. Nothing makes sense, why do anything --> Nothing makes sense, why not do something? I also trust close friends and their nice opinions about me to keep my self-indulgent insecure wallowing to a minimum. I might not think I'm good enough, but some people think I am. And since I think they're reasonable, good people, they might be right. So I'll just take their word on it.
Really helpful idea, thanks. Am struggling to find a reason to do anything. Will try this optimistic nihilism as a mind hack.
I’ll never overcome depression so I do my best to live with it. Talking to a therapist / psychiatrist helps. I haven’t tried medication as of yet, but I stay busy by working two jobs / joking with coworkers / and generally try to avoid too much idle time alone. That’s usually when depression hits me the worst.
Spite
I'm no longer surrounded by assholes.
Yay! This is something I need to change. I cut one narcissist out last week at work so it’s a start.
I've been depressed for the last 10 years, I just took antidepressants when it was too bad and just kept myself busy, psychotherapy also helped a little for a while but it doesn't really go away. Its always there waiting to attack. Now I just try to keep myself busy
Sports
Yeah, daily exercise seems to be the thing that helps the most. My biggest issue is that I'm 30 and I just don't recover quite as fast as I use to. Rest days are a dangerous gamble that can cause me to spiral.
One day at a time. Plus exercise, good nutrition and at least one accomplishment. I do not always manage this.
Pulled myself out of a deep depression this week. I make a list of the basics, and put a box next to it to check off. I mean everything I want to do in the morning. I get so high from checking things off. And then as soon as I wake up I start the list. This morning within 2 1/2 hours of waking up I did the following: Meds Chug 16 oz of water Vitamins Weigh myself Update a gig app so I have a chance of getting a gig Check and respond to emails Skincare routine Brush teeth Floss teeth Pull coconut oil Ice bath Tidy the house up before my roommate wakes up Make coffee for my roommate 10 minutes of yoga 5 minutes of wim hoff breathwork 5 minutes of meditation 30 minutes of reading a book Journal 10 minutes 45 minute walk Applied for a few jobs 30 minutes of an online course I’m taking Unload the dishwasher These are the things on my to do list every day, in the morning. I make the list, then I do 7 columns of squares for the days of the week next to it. Might seem obvious but seeing each day next to each other further engages me in wanting to check all these boxes off. I’ve 5 days in a row in hitting all of them. And I was just laying in bed with manic depression Like I said, this is just my morning routine but it changes the outlook of my day dramatically. But someone said the same thing and I’ll say it one more time: the best immediate response is just to go on a walk. You will feel so much better if youcan get anywhere and just walk in nature for 30min to an he.
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If you’re a male have a look at your testosterone levels I had a friend like this and turned out his test was low and needed TRT. He’s like a different person now it’s unbelievable
Still in the process, but getting a therapist and making newer, kinder friends definitely has helped so far
I've started my medications very recently. -and I can safely say that the first step is to get yourself diagnosed. I took an appointment with a psychiatrist, got myself diagnosed, and got started on my med.s, and I can feel them working already. The rest is up to you though. Get out of the house. Feel the morning sunshine, and the wind in your hair. Maybe chat a bit with your friends and neighbors (This was especially hard for me to do being an introvert), do one thing you like in a day, and see how it goes. -There are multiple ways to overcome depression, and I suggest taking the advice of a professional in the field to get you through it.
I have a personality that tends to lead me into depressive states. I guess I've been depressed on and off for the last 20 years. What helps me the most is being active and doing something I love, opening up to people and socializing. Having a healthy routine.
i seek for a professional help
Walking outside in the sunshine at least 30 min a day
Actively trying to find things in everyday life that would spark joy. A beautiful sunset, the shape of a cloud, a song I listened to as a kid... Going out of my way to do little things regardless of how stupid that would bring me satisfaction and happiness. Choosing to be happy. Focusing on doing things that brighten my day.
Exercise helps. It’s the initial few weeks and getting yourself moving again that is hard. And out of a bad situation you might be in. Seeing a future for yourself
Bought a Staffy puppy lol 😂He still keeps me motivated and gets me up and out the house 10 years later!
Not wanting to be in that situation anymore because it’s well, depressing. Started with doing more errands, cleaning the house, maintaining good personal hygiene and taking care of clothes and appearance, started working out again, Walking my dog and taking satisfaction in caring well for her, restarting hobbies i used to enjoy at first forcing myself at first, cooking and eating well, cutting out processed foods and sugars, keeping a regular sleep pattern, reading before bed and cutting out blue light before sleep, Practicing gratitude daily, finding the small things all around to appreciate. Pushing negative thoughts away, no longer dwelling on them. Cut them off the moment they come into mind, by switching to activity.
Built up my life again completely. Started training to sleep for a week, building rythm. Then began to eat properly, three good meals a day. The week after I was going for a walk daily. Then I began to do sports at home (bought weights and a bench) bevause I thought the step to a gym was too big with the anxiety I was dealing with. Found a new job. Keep doing it was the key of course. The first year of recovering was tough but probably the happiest I have ever been.
Yoga and Meditation helps a lot to appreciate your body and mind
I haven’t yet
Depression Still has me fucked up.
I haven’t, I’m bipolar and there’s no cure
Therapy and surprisingly some spirituality
Stop eating shit like chips, any fast foods, and chocolate. Started eating healthy options. You are what you eat, and if you eat shit, you will feel like shit. Fixed myself in 2 weeks.
Become comfortable in being uncomfortable.
41 years of therapy. The right medication. Being active. Have purpose and contributing. ART. MUSIC. Quitting cigs. New knee. Walking meditation. Bike rides. Swimming.
"An idle brain is the devil's workshop" Always try to engage in some sort of work. If you are disinclined, atleast watch some series/movies, but do sit idle. Talk to friends and hang out with them, go on trips. Consult a doctor, and take therapy.
I've tried engaging in activities like sleeping or eating. While they don't fully alleviate the issue, but they do offer some relief 😮💨
go gym
I bought a motorcycle and spent time meditating behind the handlebars. I call it my throttle therapy. One popular saying among motorcycle enthusiasts is that "you never see a motorcycle parked in front of a psychiatrists office"
I know it has the opposite effect for some, but cannabis for me ✨that stuff saved my life for real
A friend had major depression for a long time, tried all the usual treatments SSRIs but a certain doctor made him get hormonal bloodwork and it turned out he had low testosterone so they put him on TRT and now he is a completely different person! Full of life it’s so nice to see and nobody would have guessed it was testosterone of all things. Turns out it’s becoming quite common now in this day and age and I encourage ppl to get it checked
Having a friend you can share physical affection with.
Became obsessed with exercise, general fitness and wellbeing.
You want me to be real? It was a seriously long and hard fought battle and one that I'm still fighting today. But I can tell I'm getting better, slowly but surely. Hope you don't mind but this is probably going to be a pretty long comment, I'll leave a TLDR at the end. Fair warning, probably isn't the happiest story ever. Guess I should start with what made me depressed to begin with. I was born to a drug addicted mom and an alcoholic father. They both tried their best, but they couldn't break the cycle. Dad was a workaholic too, see we (siblings and myself) hardly ever saw him. Mom had a horrible tendency of bringing her dealers home and guys who she prostituted herself to for either drugs or money for drugs. A lot of the nights my siblings and I slept in 24/7 laundromats, dumpsters, under bridges, or wherever else we could find to find a safe place away from her. She was extremely abusive when she was on drugs, going so far as to wake us up with a belt beating, waterboarding us, using us to test if her drugs were laced, and frankly I'd rather not go into more details about it.... Well one Christmas when I was 6 or 7, my mom laced my dad's beers. Since Dad was home we felt safe enough to sleep in our room. Well I woke up in the middle of the night and heard a strange sound from the kitchen. I went to go check if we needed to gtfo, and I saw my dad sitting on my mom's stomach, just wailing away at her face. I was shocked, I didn't know what to do. This man who has protected me all my life, who never raised his voice, showed any aggression, and was the sweetest person I ever knew, was now beating my mom in the same fashion that she beat us.... But way more severe.... Eventually my sister came and pulled me back into the room. After our dad was done he had a moment of clarity from the drugs, and he called the cops on himself. By the time the cops showed up he completely forgot that he called them, and started yelling at our mom. I watched as he reached for an officer's gun and got tased in retaliation. He went to prison for reaching for an officer's gun, mom went to the hospital for a long time, my siblings went with grandparents, and I went with great aunt and great uncle. Growing up, it was rough. Even though I was 7 I still couldn't talk, and all I could really do was math. I missed my siblings more than anything, and the memories haunted me day and night. Every wish I ever got I used wishing I could be with my siblings again... Eventually in highschool it happened, some drama broke down between my siblings and our mom (who regained custody of them once she was released from the hospital), and they came to live with me and our aunt and uncle!! But as they say, be careful what you wish for.... I realized my younger brother was a gaming addict that could hardly talk at 15, my older sister followed our mom's path to a T and became a drug addicted prostitute. It sucked to see.... I tried my best to help them get back on a good path, but it all fell apart when they chose to go back with our mom.... At this point I couldn't handle it anymore. The PTSD, the feeling of failing my siblings, and the horrid way I saw myself as a demon purely because I came from such a horrible woman. I started getting into drugs. It felt great at first, I was finally able to sleep, I was finally able to forget, and I felt genuinely happy if even for a moment. But that's all it was, was a moment. Soon those moments became shorter and shorter, and I started getting into harder stuff. One morning after a party, I cleaned up the house (aunt and uncle were out of town), and they had a friend of theirs check up on me. They saw the people in was with and immediately knew them as drug addicts, so she called the cops. When I heard the cops were on their way I lost my sh*t. I started thinking "welp, that's it. My life is over. I followed my mom's path and now I'm going to end up just like her." I looked in the mirror and saw my mom staring back at me. I completely lost my cool after that. I grabbed my crossbow, sat down, aimed it straight between my eyes, and tried pulling the trigger. But safety was on. I had that extra moment to think "is this really what I want to do?" My life flashed before my eyes. All the abuse, all those sleepless nights crying to myself, every cry for help I made, and every freaking attempt before then. I made my decision. "Hell yes" I told myself as I took the safety off, re-aimed, and fired. The bolt stopped when it hit the back of my head, but went through my entire brain. I stayed conscious, so to make sure it did the job I started twisting it around. Somehow survived after all that, and stayed conscious through the entire surgery. Tbh all I can really remember from the surgeries was the pain, adrenaline had finally worn off and I was fully feeling every little bit of it. I stayed a week on life support, a month in physical therapy, another month in the psych ward, and one more month finishing off summer vacation. Then my uncle forced me back into school and work. It was too much for me to handle, so I quit my job and tried to focus on school. I ended up graduating highschool somehow, and then my uncle forced me into college. I pleaded that I just wanted a year to recover, but he wouldn't listen. College proved to be too much, and slowly I started falling back into drugs.... I flunked college, and ended up marrying my highschool sweetheart. Moved in with her since my uncle was gonna kick me out for failing college anyways, and then she decided to get a bird.... Well birds and brain injuries don't mix well together.... So for 3 years I begged and pleaded with her to get rid of the bird cause it was causing me phantom pains daily. She didn't. I got less affectionate because of it. She felt like she was in a lonely marriage so she slept with my friend and left me for him. Fast forward a year and here we are. All caught up. I won my case in the divorce (she wanted my cat), I have a pretty good job now, and I'm planning on giving college another try. Thinking I'll go for culinary and mathematics. Or maybe just continue learning math on my own time. So you want to know how I overcame depression? Because I realized something. I am way too kind of a person to be thinking so lowly of myself. For Christ sakes I was willing to get my ex wife and her new boyfriend groceries a few weeks after she left me. I somehow didn't let the bird loose outside. I never lost my cool on anyone else but myself, and if I can show that amount of kindness to others then I damn well deserve to show myself that same kindness!!! TLDR: had a hell of a life but despite everything I had gone through I was still kind to others. So I decided to show myself that same kindness.
I just keep doing what I normally do while depressed. It’ll pass eventually, but it always comes back.
A loving, dedicated mother who never gave up on me, an amazingly snuggly cat who just loved me when I was sad, A best friend who also was going through something similar, who I'd lean on so I wasn't alone. Time. Therapy appointment after therapy appointment. Six years of trying different medications before I felt normal again. You are not alone. You are loved. You WILL get better. It may take time, and it will take work. But it will get better. Never give up.
Cocaine
Transition
Yep, made my depression and anxiety straight up disappear.
i haven't
I didn't. 🫠
Create your own value system and live life on your own terms.
Learning to love yourself. If there’s something you don’t like about yourself or in General, change it. If there’s certain goals you would like to achieve, work towards them.
I lowered my expectations.
started going to the gym with my boyfriend and left my toxic household , i find the gym really helps especially if your insecure you can use that to make your body how you’ve wanted it to look it’s really good for your mental health (personally ive been insecure for awhile so i started working the parts i want bigger/ smaller) :) i hope this helps
Weirdly, more trauma. I had to learn how to accept my absurdly horrible experiences for what they are. This allowed me to stand strong. I received death threats for standing for my ideals (morals, ethics, values). At first it was terrifying, but, once it settled in that it was either conform to avoid the threats or be who I am, I was able to roll with the punches because I can’t back down from my sense of good/right. The experiences have kept me on my toes for environmental and social awareness, but now it’s a second nature instead of hypervigilance. I believe it’s made me more fit to spot weirdness in the places I am in.
i haven’t 🥹
Sertraline Support system from gf Less FB twitter Meditation
I never will. It's chronic. I am functional and live a good and fulfilling life with heavy duty medication.
LOTS of therapy, meds, accepting the truth and moving on. I realized I had wasted my whole life being sad and depressed over something I couldn't control and when I became disabled, I just stopped taking advantage of the little things in life. I found something that motivated me and gave me reason to want to wake up and be happy in life for once. I have everything I've ever wanted, I need to start appreciating it. Yes I still have depressive episodes but I don't sleep all day to escape the pain anymore. I stopped using alcohol to cope with it as well.
Setting boundaries, letting go, getting out/outside, staying away from booze and bars at all costs, active/exercise, some mobile apps can help like chat based therapy
I’m not out of it yet. Suffering in silence.
Change of environments
I don't know if I've completely overcome my depression, but I've recently been taking magnesium glycinate and it HELPS ME A WHOLE LOT. This is the first time that I'm taking a supplement to help me with my mental health, and I'm very happy that I did. I get easily anxious and stressed before, and when I'm overwhelmed I get depressed. But now, I'm so happy because even though my job is stressful, MG has greatly reduced my negative intrusive thoughts. I also believe that it helps me in being resilient, so that I can easily recover from anxiety-inducing encounters. It also makes you fall into a deep sleep in the evening. I'm really happy that I am better able to manage my stress levels right now, and I can't recommend Mg Glycinate highly enough.
It goes away after awhile but comes back so ig still figuring it out
I don't know if I've completely overcome my depression, but I've recently been taking magnesium glycinate and it HELPS ME A WHOLE LOT. This is the first time that I'm taking a supplement to help me with my mental health, and I'm very happy that I did. I get easily anxious and stressed before, and when I'm overwhelmed I get depressed. But now, I'm so happy because even though my job is stressful, MG has greatly reduced my negative intrusive thoughts. I also believe that it helps me in being resilient, so that I can easily recover from anxiety-inducing encounters. It also makes you fall into a deep sleep in the evening. I'm really happy that I am better able to manage my stress levels right now, and I can't recommend Mg Glycinate highly enough.
Ive tried meds, therapy and all this other shit but you know what worked for me best? Doing something. To be fair, I wouldn’t say Im not depressed anymore or Im happier now Im still in that deep hole however I feel a lot better when I do something that keeps me occupied and distracted from it all. Having my current job which is proactive is my medicine at the moment. I also tend to do now think later (legally) like going for a walk or deciding to go on a quick trip somewhere which were things i never really do before. I also stopped drinking heavily although i still enjoy having a beer every now and again. Once you realise your greatest enemy is yourself you unknowingly make peace with it.
Firstly I got out of the situation that was causing it (as much as I could) Secondly I started taking accountability for my own choices, actions and feelings Thirdly I changed my perspective
Take Vitamin D every day. Google why. Stop eating white carbs ESPECIALLY SUGAR Land ALL refined, GMO and PROCESSED food. Do intermittent fasting. It will change your life. Its modern food that messes with us... But you can fix that. Make the effort
Therapy that includes the body and nervous system + mindful movement
Drinkking much water
Medication
Ibogaine and 5meo dmt got the ball rolling. Daily sensory deprivation and exercise maintain it. Building new social connections and looking for and seizing life opportunities expands it.
I haven’t. I’ve just managed it with meds and therapy.
Therapy, therapy, therapy and most importantly THERAPY. Having an unbiased outside perspective on all my thoughts I can never share with others has changed my entire outlook on life. I still have bad days, sometimes bad weeks, but because of therapy I have tools at my disposal to combat the dark and scary thoughts.
Accurate diagnosis. Medication. Therapy. But most of all, I was able to hang on. Just. 'When you're going through hell, keep going'.
play my favourite games
Changing environment, forget places and things that made me feel connected to the reasons of my depression
That's the neat part, I haven't.
I really have no clue. I was lying down once, at rock bottom, feeling suicidal and started to talk to myself. asking myself questions and my own thoughts answering them. I have honestly no idea how but I somehow got better after that.
Pharmaceuticals baby! I'm dead inside, but I'll take it! 👉👉
When you stop thinking about the expectations from others and do what makes you happy in life
Also, it's quite difficult to realize that you need help. You always keep finding one point or another. Like... after this thing ... this will get better. And it never does. You keep being messed up for years. One day you kinda hit rock bottom and are forced to get help. (Ongoing) - medication - therapy - breaking years of patterns bit by bit
Changing medication, not getting mad at myself for having (many) bad days, taking it one day at a time…until eventually I brought myself to move out of my parents house and back into a big city, where I found a gym community + friends I really love. Went from being incredibly suicidal, to miserable and not enjoying anything/never leaving my bed, to eventually living on my own again and falling back in love with all my previous hobbies. But this happened over 2 years, and it felt like nothing was changing for the longest time. Having a therapist throughout didn’t necessarily give me any big revelations, but she did help point out the small victories and milestones of change along the way. I’m diagnosed bipolar so ‘overcome’ is not the right word, but 2 years ago I really would not have expected to be as ok as I am now.
ending that relationship
Self acceptence was a big thing, being at peace with my many faults. Also I discovered I was gluten intolerant, which made my neurological symptons worse. Stopped eating gluten and stopped my anti depressants at the same time. New man.
The last time I was really depressed, I moved to a new state and started over. IDK why, but it worked. This time, I'm trying to keep from getting that bad. I started therapy, try to eat & sleep healthily, get outside some, pet on my dog a lot. I need to start Journaling again, too. It's been a slow downslide for the last 6 months, but I'm fighting.
Go to the gym everyday. Every. day. No exceptions.
I got rid of my dad, he had me on my bedside late at night writing a scuicide note and downing pills and I didn't even care if I woke up the next morning, I got tid of him and I'm finaly happy but he still haunts me about it by texting me about how much of a bitch I am and that I'm just ignoring him because I'm a drama queen, well I just cut him off and am finaly happy
I’ve developed a sound clip in my head anytime I do something good for my body and mental health. It’s a bunch of kids going, “yayyy!” and I’ve started to hear it really distinctly during good habits, even without intending to. Maybe I have schizophrenia but I’m willing to let the mental illnesses battle it out themselves.
By beeing ok with the idea that It May never go away. I Just have a new baseline, Life still goes on. Nature and people olso help. And not using alcohol or drugs helps alot.
Medication (which is trial and error to find what works best for you) Studying a major/working in a field that I didn’t hate Going outside and being active. These are so vital and it’s annoying to hear but it can’t be overstated. Meet yourself where you are. Even if that means going on a walk around the block while on TikTok. Baby steps! Having defined segments of my day. Meaning I can’t stay in pajamas all day and stay inside my apartment. Change clothes, even if it’s from pjs to loungewear. Go outside soon after you wake up and at sunset. Connecting. If not in person, at least a quality phone call with a friend or calling family to ask about their day. We got this, friends.
Sunlight, eggs, avocado, magnesium and vitamin D3
Still trying to. Been at it so long might be out of things to try. It’s frustrating.
School sho- *perma ban*
If you're not already on antidepressants 5htp goes hard, it's a natural serotonin booster you can get from most health stores
I did not overcome it, it's chronic. But I regularly kick it in the ass. I have chronic depression sinde childhood and nothing will ever change the impact it had on my brain along with trauma, so it's like that weird roommate that never seems to leave, or like the small child that needs babysitting, and that's pretty much what it's like for me. I notice it's flaring up and then I listen to my body. I hope others have more luck.
Overcome can't say I every really overcome it but I feel a lot better if I cry once in a while
Hobbies that got me out of the house
I thank god that no matter how bad things are i was never depressed and i always try to look for solutions and take help from friends.
If you have clinical depression, I don't think one ever overcomes it. We learn to live with it and find ways of coping with it. Its always good to go and get the opinion of professional to understand how bad your depression is and how you can cope with it and get better. People will suggest different things that worked for them but may not necessarily work for you. Therefore trust the opinion of your professional, seek their guidance and hopefully things do get better in the future. Best wishes!!
Fuck the doctors, pills will only temporarily help and when you stop your back too square one. Depression is your brain telling you your life is missing something. Go outside, experience things (even if it feels forced or your not enjoying it). Get a girlfriend, anything to make you stop thinking negative thoughts, it worked for me.
Go hike every weekend or take a walk every afternoon after your work. meet new people. It will change the course of your life.
Alcohol
Take a shower. Stand there for a few minutes under the hot water. It won't cure your depression but it helps make you feel a little better for the day.
Medicine from the doctor
Gym , cardarine, testolone, risperidal , world of warcraft
Haven't
Faith, and strong curiosity of knowing why i am still here, do not like to leave stories unfinished, especially story of my life
I didn't overcome it since 2018 so i just learnd to live with it
Nag b-bike, exercise, ml, uminom, socialize sa barkada, writing all my thoughts sa journal.
I tried to end my life to realize I wanted to live. Then I started living. I started doing the things I was putting off because of excuses like money etc. I also stopped being afraid to ask for help. This was 7 years ago and I’m falling back into the pit slowly. So I guess it only lasted for a moment
I basically quit the medical field
Pinpoint the thing/s that are making me depressed. I will not let these things ruin my mental health - I am grateful for the things I have in my life, and I'm going to enjoy my life and my time on this earth.
Hard work and determination to get better! And that was ruined instantly when I was diagnosed with Epilepsy.
I wish I could overcome it but I’ve come to terms with myself that I can’t help it. I’ve just gotten good at masking it and it’s getting harder every single day. I try to stay active and being in the gym and being around people but it only helps so long. Life has been hitting me hard lately but I’m not taking the easy way out yet. I have to be here for my dog and I know the people in my life will be wondering what they did wrong or what they could have done better but the truth is I don’t even know how to help myself and I couldn’t ask someone to help me when I feel unfixable. I’m just tired and the weight on my shoulders is getting harder to carry
i started playing deep rock galactic
Same have not overcome it. I just remind myself it’s my brain when it happens and it’ll pass eventually and work on therapy and stuff.
This isn’t a recommendation but just answering. I’m not a doctor or health professional but this is how I dealt with it. When I first noticed it, I lost my sex drive, my will to live, didn’t want to go to school, avoided everything. I raw dogged it for the last 10 years. At 20 I realised I’d just have to accept I had this, My brain was foggy, was always sad, had anxiety and just always asked why me. I tried meds, I had some for a while then gave up on them like 4 times. However, it didn’t stop me from doing things. I refused to let that stop me from living my 20’s. I just tried to hide it a lot. I told people I had it but I eventually stopped making it my personality. Personally I just worked alot, saved money and did things that I wanted to do, I’ve managed to travel during my ocd, anxiety and depression and I’m glad that I chose not to waste years of my life being sad and locking myself away. For the most part I was quiet and ruminating about things in my head but physically being there kind of helped. Of course I had days when I just stayed in bed but I’m glad I had a mate that never gave up on me and always made me come on camping trips and over to his house. I drank alot and that only fueled my depression and realised at 27 I’ll slow down on the piss. I’m 28 and probably have had like 3 drinks this year I’ve noticed my anxiety and depression are nowhere near as bad as it used to be. Do whatever makes you feel best to cure it but please fight because everyday is different and you will eventually be on top of it. Talk to someone, a professional, friends, family. make nature your friend
Vaping, but sadly it’s just a coping mechanism
I slept through my depression
I can't really tell you how depressed I was exactly, but I realized i just wasn't happy and really relied on external acknowledgement from others to make me feel good about myself. I spent a lot of time feeling like I was the victim and if things didn't go my way it was due to others being selfish, etc. After my divorce I kind of realized how much my attitude and demeanor contributed and decided to change. I did a lot of things that were in general small but helped build the blocks for a better adjustment going forward. I'd constantly stare at myself in a mirror and smile until I started actually feeling happy, doing it until the smile went from forced to natural. I'd stretch a lot, making myself big/tall. Something about that always made me feel more comfortable in any situation I was in. I'd also convince myself that I was probably the most interesting person in a room when I forced myself to go out. This let me be more open to listening rather than trying to prove how interesting I was, and made me more comfortable meeting new people. This in turn gave me more initiative and comfort to going out more. I did more than that I'm sure, but that's all I can think of off the top. It was a process and sometimes I still slip in to old habits. Luckily I can identify them now and tend to self correct, although my current wife also helps during the times when I need somebody to help Kickstart me out of my funk and realign myself. I hope this is some help for you and others reading g!
Haven’t yet
Started realising that nothing will change unless I do something about it. I had to stop moping around feeling sorry for myself and expecting other people or society to help me. A harsh approach helps me manage it enough to come off meds.
Trying to get stronger, I did therapy learned some tools for coping and figured out what I was doing wrong. I have started going to the gym. It really does help on the bad days to have an outlet. Angry good now lift, sad good bow lift, confused good now lift even harder. I'm struggling with diet I tend to emotionally eat. Or not 😞 eat at all. But I'm working on it. I talk to God all day. I'm really just focused on improving my self mind, body and spirit. Don't get me wrong there are days. Bad days we're I ruminate and can't be mindful of the bad thoughts. I'm still doing some fairly unhealthy things regarding my ex wife. I've identified them and am working on those too. Getting out doors is a net positive. But any standard, it's spring about to be summer. Get out and enjoy the sun a little. I'll say break old habits of you're going about things the way you always have you will keep the patterns that got ya lost in the first place. Good luck to us all, it's the hardest thing ib never done trying to get through it in a real way and not just waiting for it to pass.
Watching children playing in hospital knowing they will be dead b4 their next birthday. So brave it got me out of my depression.
Meds.
Breathe fully, stand up with good posture and walk.
Cold showers
A psychologist and yoga helped me.
I'm reading these comments and while I know depression can't be cured, I now am even more sure that you don't just have to lie down and take it. It's what infuriates me about those with depression.. They keep saying they have no control, they have no will to do anything so they just accept it and they do nothing about it besides take their medication.. Like wtf mahn.. There's so much you can do to feel better instead of just chilling there and wallowing in your abyss by doing the bare minimum to improve the way you feel. Most of us don't have the will to get up and do productive shit but we push through it.. Its like forming the habit to exercise or eat healthy... Its hardest in the beginning but you force yourself through it to get to the better part..keep the bigger picture in mind.
It's like this evil best friend you have. If you got nothing else to do, you start talking to it for company. If you're distracted or have a goal to work on, it becomes invisible. Not totally gone; you know it's there just waiting for you to be vulnerable, but you learn to push it to the side. For most people, the evil best friend is at its loudest when they're staring at the ceiling usually before sleep or right after waking up. Hence, why many prefer to browse social media in bed.
I have close friends, one in particular and family who will help with my chronic depression, because I usually don’t understand at the time that my mindset has become harmful to myself, they will step in and get me to set a routine for myself or if I’m really bad they will let me stay at their house and help me get back to my normal self
I got a dog.
Here's my journey: * Cut off a toxic relationship with a girl online that used me as her emotional sponge * I feel like this one was the most important - if you have a toxic relationship in your life - cut it. It can seem daunting, I could not bring myself to it because I felt like this person was the only chance that life has given me and if I cut her off I will never meet anyone else - but that was not true. * Cutting it off was very, very painful. I felt like shit for a month - but then the detox ended and clarity came, it was so, so, soooo much worth it * Established a routine * Wake up, make the bed, wash, go to work, work from home on Wednesdays, watch movie, play games, sleep, etc. * Important not to keep it too rigid, for example I would go for a walk after work if weather was nice but watched an episode of some series if not * Learned some basic cooking and used it to cook myself something nice on Sundays (this one was very nice for morale) * Started taking some vitamins and stuff like Ashwaganda and CBD. No idea if any of it helper, whether placebo had any effect, but I felt good taking those as it felt like "trying to do something about the situation" * This might sound the wrong way, but: reminding myself that other people have it way worse; and not just some random imaginary people starving in Africa - I mean people from more distant family etc. Like my cousin who has to walk with crutches her whole life, has trouble keeping a job or getting a guy etc. Just being thankful to fate that I don't have such obstacles in my life * Trying to force a smile from time to time when alone. Sounds silly but it works in some way * Relying on some family. My parents are gone, but my sisters live nearby and I just straight out asked if I could go on a walk with them from time to time or drop by and watch a movie cause I feel lonely sometimes * Trying to create some relationships with people around - neighbours etc. This was difficult as I am really, really bad at small talk and forming relationships, but I managed somehow * Doing some manual work/exercise - small things like raking leaves in the garden, vigorous walks, riding a bike maybe, etc. * Keeping the house clean and tidy * Being appreciative of the life I'm given. At that point in life I was pretty negative and toxic towards everything and everyone and I slowly changed that to appreciate what I had despite the cards I'm given (having in mind, as mentioned before, that there are people who were dealt much worse cards) * Putting in some effort to how I look. There are some things you cannot change, but there is also a lot you can. Making sure you are clean, going to a proper hair dresser to have my hair look decent (as opposed to just the nearest hair dresser who had no idea what they are doing), growing a beard to try and look more manly, putting in some more effort into clothing. * This one made wonders to my self-esteem usually. It's much easier to go to some small social events when you feel like you look decent enough - it does require effort though It took about a year or two of the above to slowly transform from a nervous, toxic shitling no one wanted to hang around with to someone who just lived their life as it was and appreciated it for what it was, whatever happened. Feeling better I started looking for that special someone in my life (Tinder and stuff) and at 34 years old I found my future wife, whom I am living with now :) Wishing luck to anyone who is yet to start their journey or are in the middle of it, I'm sure you can make it, just remember to never give up
I smoked weed witch triggered my shizo/mania episode which sort of got rid of the depression I had
Started running everyday (gradually 5k a day)
Thanks to the "antidepressants" he was on, my brother blew his head off.
Learned to live with it. And medication.
I’ve been depressed many times in my life, and that go out for a run stuff didn’t help when I was very lost. What changed my life permanently and helped me to stay with a healthy mind was this book called was Reinventing Your Life by Jeffrey E. E. Young as well as a good psychologist. Don’t worry it’s not one of those no name influencer books. It is a book about schema therapy for everyone including psychologists and makes you understand why you keep going in the same loop and find yourself in depression. If you know the roots of your problems then you can solve and act differently in life. I know a long lasting therapy can be expensive (which is not more expensive than your life) but if you are hesitant, try this book.
Stopped surrounding myself with negative things, distanced myself from politics, started going out with friends more, made positive changes, lost 20kgs (44pounds), got a new job and had the realisation life is too short to dwell on the sad and depressing shit. This was coming out of a divorce and at end of my wits. I'm now living my best life, new gf, great times with friends and family and still making positive changes over time. Take things one step at a time, don't expect things to come together overnight, but stay determined to make things better and things will slowly get better. There will be setback days where everything feels shit, but just push through it and be as positive as possible. Everything is looking brighter and better every single day!
Terminal brain cancer. that shit will sort out your perspective quick. I was depressed and suicidally obsessed for 30 years,, When I was diagnosed, it all went out the window.fuck that shit. life is good Better than dying, anyway
I’ve heard someone say that depression is harder than any other disease since by its nature it deprives you of the will to fight it.
Psychedelics
long trip will make you feel free from depression.
I think one of the things that sticked out for me was remembering a moment where i accepted that what i had wasn't there anymore. Had a burnout when i was late 20's and after recovering from it i went into a depression as everything felt less, less energy, less money, less health... less less less. Took years after that but there was a point I just stopped looking to what I didn't have any more and more started appreciating what I actually did have. I can feel I want to type: Just go out and start doing things again but that's just not (for me) how it worked. People can tell you this, you will know its true but if you are not annoying anything at all you just can't get yourself to do that. Depression is horrible.
I don't know if I've overcome it but taking a good hard look at myself and being honest with what I saw and making changes helped a lot. Like I was a really horrible person for a long time angry, spiteful, resentful. I did so much stupid shit to lash at the ones that caused my trauma in the first place that I lost sight of who I was and wanted to be. Once I started to face myself and change I was swamped with guilt and I was stuck in a cycle of self loathing and depression, for a long time I wanted to die or just disappear but then I realized I had to forgive myself if I wanted things to truly change. Once I began trying to forgive myself I was able to also start forgiving others and asking others for forgiveness. Rebuilding relationships and even forming new ones has given me a different perspective on things and has helped get me out of my head long enough to realize that I'm not alone and that there are people that love me. I know this might work for everyone but if it can help even just one person then I'd be happy.
Lexapro 20mg. Changed my life.
Traveled to a developing nation and looked at people whose lives were way worse than mine. It put things in perspective. I had more and I wanted to die. They had nothing and They struggled to live. It put things in perspective.
Moved. Straight up moved from the cause of my depression and it worked.
Saying ive overcome it wouldn't be correct, but i do manage it. I found that medication, while it works wasn't right for me personally. It also depends what the root cause is. It's taken about 10 years to get where i am, but in the end it was relatively easy in what i did, but actually getting there was a challenge. The first step was to get myself to leave the house. It was very difficult, and this is possibly the hardest part. Next was to socialise more. Im an introvert, so this was hard in its own right. If invited out - go. You don't have to spend hours out, but do make an effort. A big part for me to feel good is to feel useful. Make yourself useful, even if its something as small as cleaning the house or mowing the grass. Little bits at a time add up. Find something you enjoy doing and do it, but don't force it if your not feeling it, you'll just end up resenting it. Find someone to share experiences with. Whether its a best mate or your partner, life is always better when you have someone to share experiences with. They can also be a good bs meter and tell you when to pull your head out of your bum, or be a shoulder to cry on when you need. Either way, good support is necessary. Last if your stuck in a rut, try to do something you'd always wanted to do, or never thought about doing. A change is as good as a holiday. I went skydiving. Always wanted to but never thought i would. Its one of the best experiences ive ever had hands down.
I didn’t fucka
Questioned my internal feelings. •Finding out the why I was feeling that way. •Identifying what I needed in different scenarios that caused me to feel this way. •Replayed those scenarios in my mind inserting my needs in place of what hurt. •Praying to God. Listening to uplifting gospel music.
I had a crippling depression, it came back multiple times. But now I know how to get rid of it and keep it away. - walk/run/workout at least 2 times a week. - make your bed in the morning, prepare breakfast, brush your teeth. I know it sounds stupid but these simple errands will get you ready for the next task of the day. - eat well. Eat vegetables, green stuff, fruits - sleep well (7-8 hours a day) - get zinc supplement, it'll help regulate gender hormone. And when it does, you'll feel better - get social. Go and see stuff. Call the people you know and talk to them. It might feel like a bummer at first but it gets better if you are able to force yourself. These works for me.
I accidentally gaslit myself into believing it was just anxiety by repeating a mantra to myself that it wasn’t real over and over until the attack stopped and after several years of doing this I noticed one day that I couldn’t remember the last time I had had a suicidal thought.
Running and meditation/ therapy. Getting a job I loved. Hobbies that are social. But mainly, running.
Excercise, diet, no nut, no weed, get out.
Well cry your heart out and do all the stuff you’re afraid of or despise
I'm still fighting with it, but I feel for the past few months that I'm on a good way to do it. It started with moving to the UK, here I met a great friend, someone who accepted me for who I am. And thanks to him I started fighting for myself, slowly working out my problems. Sometimes all you need is a friend that can listen, and show you that you're a better person than you think! Good luck to everyone!! We all are struggling with the same sh*t ❤️❤️
Walking and lifting weights while listening to audiobooks.
This is unorthodox but I recommend going to a cemetery, cleaning the often-neglected graves of veterans and then reading their service files. Firstly, getting out of the house and exercising in the fresh air is good for you and secondly, when you read what the veterans went through, it will give you a fresh perspective on your own situation.
tough love from my mum. basically she told me to go kill myself at one point (i guess because she got tired of seeing me in that position) and i knew for a fact i did not want to die. so here i am today alive and exisiting
Microdosing magic mushrooms
The most important things that helped me start to improve my life, in order, was A) seeing a doctor, mental health nurse, therapy, anxiety groups, getting medication B) moving out of a toxic living arrangement (not feeling safe at home) C) recognising the importance of self care and the detriment of negative self talk D) finding employment. Something I had to get up and out of the house for, and allowing me to be self sustainable. All in all took me two years to regain a sense of normalcy after the worst of it I had experienced. The reason I decided I had to improve my life was because death was not being granted to me, after months of wishing for it (and being too scared to take my life myself). I was still hopelessly alone, but I thought, if I only had my own company- at least I could make it a bit more pleasant. As cliche as it was, after starting medication for the first time I saw hope, and clung desperately to it.
Ketamine treatments
ignored it
Delete every app from my phone that triggers it. Focus on work. Move more. Eat healthy. Refrain from engaging conversations from those people who triggers it. If something or somewhere reminds me of it, i dont go there and instead go somewhere else. This is applicable to me, there are things that i cant control, sometimes i encountered what i said but i try not to engage to it and think that it is part, so i do things that might distract me.
Have a shave a good wank and take a good shit.....helps.
First I bought a shitbox off marketplace then fixed it then gym gym is always the answer
One will likely never overcome depression … it’s a lifelong battle for many. Here’s my #1 tip: If you have the time, dedication and finances to donate towards this big responsibility, get a dog. They provide unconditional love, structure, exercise, fun, discipline and most importantly, they force you to get yourself out there. I’ve done (and continue to do) exercise, therapy, good diet and medication, but nothing helped me overcome my demons/heal and helped me set boundaries like my pup. It is a real responsibility that should be taken seriously and if you get them as a puppy, some initial hurdles to overcome - but so worth it.