Lately, I have noticed a large amount of people entering depression. I was last year, my sister is now, and I think all of my close friends are.The World Health Organization estimates that about 121 million people worldwide have some form of depression.
This, my friends, is evolution. When I went through depression, it hit me hard. It was terrible, the worst time of my life, and yet, in the broad spectrum of things, the greatest thing that could ever have happened to me; I changed. I went from a kid who didn’t give two shits about life to someone who has a thirst for knowledge, love for everyone, and wonder about the universe that I can’t begin to describe in words.
In order to change, or evolve, we need to have a reason to. When we were fish way back when, we must have needed a damn good reason to leave our home, the ocean, and voyage out into the dry land. We must have needed more oxygen or something of the sort but basically, we got to the point where we were so stressed out, so "depressed", that we needed change. I believe this is happening now.
Humans are incredibly out of sync right now, and I think we are just realizing this. In order for change, we need to be stressing to our veins. It’s natural, let it happen, overcome it, and we will prevail, I promise.
depression to me, in some ways, is a mental/physical manifestation of the profound longing of our spirit for reasons that vary as much as the people it affects I know it my case, my “depression” was a literal springboard into spirituality, without that period in my life I would’ve lived a life unaware of “me” which is a sad existence. that said, these dark periods are the perfet opportunities for deep introspection and wisdom if you treat them as such, which I should point out is harder to do than most give it credit for, butonce you are on the other side, the grass really is greener
I’ve actually had dysthymia.. It’s a long term, slightly more mild form of depression that I’ve had since I was about 10. I never realized I wasn’t supposed to feel that way until last year, and it wasn’t until about 6 months ago that I started feeling any better. Tried a lot of drugs, none really worked, and it wasn’t until I started meditating that I noticed anything. A new world opened up to me that I didn’t even know existed and that most people take for granted. I started feeling like my 10 year old self.
And yeah you’ve all basically said what I wanted to say about depression forcing you to discover who you are and not take it for granted.
“It’s a troublesome world. All the people who’re in it are troubled with troubles almost every minute. You ought to be thankful, a whole heaping lot, for the places and people you’re lucky you’re not.” ~Dr. Seuss
I don’t remember depression. I was drunk as fuck. :))))))))))))
Ok, this is serious. Such mental-states are usually followed by financial problems. It’s hard not to be worried even a little. I’ve spoken with a lot of depressed people who were so into their own worries… that cannot even decide if they want to be like that or not – just completely lost.
See how depression hits the most good-natured people first? It’s because…
“The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live.”
That pretty much sums it up. The internet is full of shit for people to not feel depressed. Oh, and people. But they’re also full of shit. Which is funny.
not to get all “preachy” but it is my belief that our spirits always have a deep desire to reclaimed and be reclaimed by us, because of this these periods of depression are a invaluable resource in the buffering of our relationship with that spirit. all this said it depends on the person whether they return to or stray from ourselves, bu it isn’t always one or the other
@shelby, yes, I have experienced both. I think I was meant to be a cheerful person, but life doesn’t always lead you in that direction. I tried so many things to make me not be depressed. In the last few years, I’ve decided that it’s too late to change things, so I may as well just escape reality; that is, I don’t think about the things that depress me. That may sound like the easy way out, but it really has helped and taken a lifetime to get to that place (and without drugs or alcohol). But maybe I wouldn’t have gotten to this place if I hadn’t had antidepressants (short stint), soul searching, seeking answers outside myself, dream analysis, Jungian psychology (self taught), writing poetry, and many other things that I did on my own to try to understand my life and my world. It didn’t always make me happy, but it made life interesting…and that is a kind of therapy, to find the things in life–besides “love”–that really interest you, that take you out of yourself.
I usually tend to get seasonal depression. When the seasons change, so does my mood. I tend to be happier in the summer, and although not angry or anything in the winter, definitely less happy. It gets stranger every year because I increasingly become more conscious about it, and despite my best efforts, it still usually effects me.
I’ve been thinking about making my own thread but I think this fits here well enough.
For the past year or so I have withdrawn socially quite a bit in an effort to focus more on developing a more suitable character. I cannot say the exact sequence as to which caused the other, but this was certainly aided along its way by more or less constant depression. My life has shrunk down considerably to work, exercise, and various personal obligations. This Spartan introversion was partly by design and party due to a general discomfort with other people which I attribute to being uncomfortable with myself. I don’t know if this is a result of living in Los Angeles, or any big city, or modern Western Society, or whatever, but I have become so judgmental of others and am constantly internally declaring people to be either above or below me rather than simply enjoying our innate commonalities. With the infinite variables of individuality it is very difficult to find people I see as being “at my level” so I rarely talk with friends or girls I know because I think they will either be lame or annoyed with me, and thus I often feel alone. I used to sell and do a decent amount of drugs to avoid taking responsibility for my personal relationships – my “friends” put in all the effort to stay in touch with me no matter what and I was always too busy or loaded to think about anyone else. This is clearly the thinking of an asshole and I am working to correct it but I’m not there yet I mostly just replaced drugs with work.
In the end I see the depression as a necessary rite of passage of becoming a real person and a functioning semi-adult in a fucked up world – you either find a way to be happy and excel at something or life slowly starts to break you. I just watched Frozen Planet which is amazing and to me human response to modern depression is natural selection at work. If you’re going through Hell, keep going.
Eldude I’ve been in the same situation you are in and I can tell you withdrawing from friends is not beneficial. You will just learn ways to handle your alone time better. Its better to be around people to sharpen you with truth. As iron sharpens iron so does man sharpen man. Like I said I did the same thing for mind expansion and ended up losing myself. I’m gradually running twords the long toad I was running down
Brandon, that’s not really true. You can always find something to smile about with enough sense of humor. I can’t define “enough”, but it’s merely psychotic hatred transformed in artistic expression, aimed precisely at the biggest problem with the world. Your own personal frustrations. Everything comes from within. So let it all out in a good way or it will explode unexpectedly.
“Only one who knows his slavery can aspire to be free, just as true freedom is possible only to one who has experienced chains. Our hates, loves, fears, envies, aspirations, deceits are for the most part products of circumstance, of false and limiting codes and mores—more often innate terrors of mountains that are molehills; and the solution to all of them is to stand fore-square before them, daring them to do their utmost, exposing them for what they are, thus foreswearing allegiance to the cupidity of the deluding and blinding ego which forever keeps us thinking we are greater than others and less than we truly are.”
-Uell Stanley Andersen
I wrote a thread on my experience with depression to spiritual awakening if you’d like to take a gander.
Was just talking to my friend about his anxiety and depression today. I think I really helped him. If anyone has gone through this depression phase, please help those around you. Some may really need it. Also, don’t forget it is easy to slip back into these negative states. The mind is like a river, it keeps flowing. Try to direct it down the right path.