Depression
by Interactive November 7, 2009
by trustme October 2, 2003
A really really fucked up mental illness/ mental disorder, usually accompanied by anxiety disorder which causes a person to have an uncontrollable paranoia. Depression is a lack of hormones and imbalance of chemicals in the brain. Depression makes a person weak, lazy, and very very pessimist. This shit should not be underestimated, It drains all your energy and your vision of your life.
Common Myths/ Misconception:
Depression can be cured through will and positive thinking
Depression is only in your brain, it is not a mental illness go to a bar have sex then you will be cured.
Depression is just an excuse for being lazy
MAJOR BULLSHIT! Depression is an actual MENTAL ILLNESS.
Common Myths/ Misconception:
Depression can be cured through will and positive thinking
Depression is only in your brain, it is not a mental illness go to a bar have sex then you will be cured.
Depression is just an excuse for being lazy
MAJOR BULLSHIT! Depression is an actual MENTAL ILLNESS.
Because of depression Dave never go to a party.
Because of depression Alfred didn't apply for a job.
Because of depression Alfred didn't apply for a job.
by oldemberg February 7, 2014
Pointlessness, a constand feeling of being horrified beyond beleif, an intense feeling of the absolute end. Waking up and not being able to get out of bed, every second of everyday is a battle to survive your horrifying feelings. You can't think straight, it's not about personal strength or being weak, it is an illness that swallows your life. You are trapped in the coldest, most pointless hell. You feel the immence indifference of the world. Your world stands still and every object you see, every person you see, sends you a feeling that you are worthless and no body cares. Mental terror- seems like it will never ever ever go away. You want to do something about it but you are tied up. It is anger without the enthusiasm. Sadness without the comfort of tears. You just stare, and feel the most hollow, scarey feeling, your spirit dies, your passion dies, the joy you once had seems like somebody elses. You want to duck tape yourself to your bed, never eat, and smoke a pack of cigarettes. Nothing, even comforting words from your mother and supportive friends come across as overwhelmingly meaningless. Every sound is annoying, melodies of songs scare you. Smells make you weak. You force down your food, you force out your words, going to the bathroom is a chore. You want to rott and you hate every second of it. You realize how it feels to be the homeless, to have no heart, to have to much of a heart. You self sabotage yourself with every thought and word, you don't grow until afterwards, while you are in it you drop to the bottom and can't figure anything out and if you try you fall faster. Going outside out of your apartment would take extreme courage. You look at the ground as you walk, you don't look up cause your spirit will crumble, you want to be normal, you want to be a good person, but you can't cause you are SICK, just as sick as someone with cancer or aids but it is in your head, you can't look at anyone in the eye, you stare at there neck and hope the moment is over soon. All you can do is bare down, and eat the shit sandwich that is your life. Day after day, night after night repeat, right when you think you may be feeling a little better, you are hit even harder with eternal pointlessness and horror. POINTLESS!, ugly, the word'sad' doesn't come close. The word 'depressed' sounds like a holiday. For someone who hasn't felt it before a tiny taste of it would be unbeleivable, the worst feelings all rolled into one big indifferent horror movie, with a really weak plot, with bad production, pitiful acting, the movie lasts for months and months, and you can't walk out. watch and wait longer than you thought possible, then watch and wait more with a subtle yet intense mental anguish. Hang on................
by Bob99 December 13, 2006
by DingoPlaysBingo August 27, 2017
Im probablyl not adding anything realy new but this is my description of depression.
Imagine sitting inside of a box, Its a totaly transparent box, You can see a whole world outside of you with all the pleasures it can offer (you know like having fun with friends, playing games, listening to your favorite music, etc) Heres the catch, that box your inside of... Its bolted to the ground. Your trapped inside with no way of ever getting out.
To me, That is what depression feels like
Imagine sitting inside of a box, Its a totaly transparent box, You can see a whole world outside of you with all the pleasures it can offer (you know like having fun with friends, playing games, listening to your favorite music, etc) Heres the catch, that box your inside of... Its bolted to the ground. Your trapped inside with no way of ever getting out.
To me, That is what depression feels like
Depression
I feel like a rat in a trap, Always wanting to break free of my restraints and run, But the metal only digs deeper the more I struggle.
I feel like a rat in a trap, Always wanting to break free of my restraints and run, But the metal only digs deeper the more I struggle.
by Skullbait June 8, 2007
The state of mind in which an individual might feel alone, helpless, inadequate, trapped, severely upset or rejected. Depression may also be accompanied by some form of self harm. Someone with depression may find it hard to talk about their feelings, even with their closest companions and family members, therefore they will put on a 'happy face' to mask their true feelings. Depression is usually first diagnosed after a traumatic event, such as a death of a loved one, or after a long period of holding in feelings.
Depression Poem
Light has gone away
Darkness fills me every day
Nothing more to say.
Today is the day
I put my plan into play
Do not want to stay.
I wake up in tears
Filled with a new set of fears
Angry, and still here.
Light has gone away
Darkness fills me every day
Nothing more to say.
Today is the day
I put my plan into play
Do not want to stay.
I wake up in tears
Filled with a new set of fears
Angry, and still here.
by personised November 24, 2011