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Rant'o Blather
19 years ago
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You know what I'm really really tired of. . .people bitching at angsty depressed people. You say you're feeling depressed and holy crap they are on you like flies on a pile of poo.
Wanna know what this feels like? You're a furry so you should have some imagination skills. Lets start with dressing you in a snow suit, you can picture how that feels right. Now we stick you in the snow suit in the middle of the desert and we have you running through the sand in 110 degree heat. But wait that's not all you have a back back on and in that backpack is that crazed drill instructor from full metal jacket yelling at the top of his lungs what a worthless pile of crap you are Private Pile. No after fifty miles you collapse and whine about how hot it is.
That is when a bunch of people sitting at a table drinking lemonade under an umbrella tell you to quit whining and suck it up like a man and if you just wanted to you wouldn't feel hot.
Knowing most of you there'd be a table of dead tards at that point right?
That is what it's like for a person with chronic depression.
But you say every one gets depressed.
Yeah but that isn't chronic depression.
Let's use that imagination of yours again.
You just came outside and there in front of your house is your kitten, he's been spread to about a half inch thick and about three feet long by what looks a steam roller. How do you feel, pretty sad, pretty depressed, okay now THAT IS HOW YOU FEEL EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY!
For some reason God the Happiness Nazi said to you, �No Happiness for you!�
That is your base line emotion, yes there are better days when you can fake happy for the rest of the world but you never really get to feel it. That black cloud of sadness is NEVER and I mean NEVER out of sight. Then there are the days you are really depressed.
That is when the edges of knives or a bottle of pills hold a terrible fascination for you.
And for every one that says �Oh that's the cowards way out.� I want you to factor this into your thinking. People are Hard Wired to not harm themselves! Test this out, take a sharp knife and give yourself a good slash or stand on the edge of a high building and try to take a step off. Every fiber in your being pulls at you to make a wimpy cut or back away from the edge. Well guess what suicidal people have the same hard wired instinct as everyone else.
To kill yourself takes a massive act of pure will to over come all your survival instincts. Think about how much pain it would take for you to want to die right now. That is how much pain a suicidal person is in, probably for quite some time.
Yes it is annoying to hear that someone is going to kill themselves maybe for the tenth time, but think of this. What they are saying is, �I'm in pain someone help me.� if a person was laying on the sidewalk in front of you house saying that would you be the rat bastard that would yell out the window, �Suck it up and be a man!� or would you at least call someone to come and help them even if you couldn't help yourself.
Wanna know what this feels like? You're a furry so you should have some imagination skills. Lets start with dressing you in a snow suit, you can picture how that feels right. Now we stick you in the snow suit in the middle of the desert and we have you running through the sand in 110 degree heat. But wait that's not all you have a back back on and in that backpack is that crazed drill instructor from full metal jacket yelling at the top of his lungs what a worthless pile of crap you are Private Pile. No after fifty miles you collapse and whine about how hot it is.
That is when a bunch of people sitting at a table drinking lemonade under an umbrella tell you to quit whining and suck it up like a man and if you just wanted to you wouldn't feel hot.
Knowing most of you there'd be a table of dead tards at that point right?
That is what it's like for a person with chronic depression.
But you say every one gets depressed.
Yeah but that isn't chronic depression.
Let's use that imagination of yours again.
You just came outside and there in front of your house is your kitten, he's been spread to about a half inch thick and about three feet long by what looks a steam roller. How do you feel, pretty sad, pretty depressed, okay now THAT IS HOW YOU FEEL EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY!
For some reason God the Happiness Nazi said to you, �No Happiness for you!�
That is your base line emotion, yes there are better days when you can fake happy for the rest of the world but you never really get to feel it. That black cloud of sadness is NEVER and I mean NEVER out of sight. Then there are the days you are really depressed.
That is when the edges of knives or a bottle of pills hold a terrible fascination for you.
And for every one that says �Oh that's the cowards way out.� I want you to factor this into your thinking. People are Hard Wired to not harm themselves! Test this out, take a sharp knife and give yourself a good slash or stand on the edge of a high building and try to take a step off. Every fiber in your being pulls at you to make a wimpy cut or back away from the edge. Well guess what suicidal people have the same hard wired instinct as everyone else.
To kill yourself takes a massive act of pure will to over come all your survival instincts. Think about how much pain it would take for you to want to die right now. That is how much pain a suicidal person is in, probably for quite some time.
Yes it is annoying to hear that someone is going to kill themselves maybe for the tenth time, but think of this. What they are saying is, �I'm in pain someone help me.� if a person was laying on the sidewalk in front of you house saying that would you be the rat bastard that would yell out the window, �Suck it up and be a man!� or would you at least call someone to come and help them even if you couldn't help yourself.
However, to take drugs or to kill yourself is actually a coward's way out. To escape the pain is to abandon your life. Pain is a part of life, after all. Pain tells us that what we're doing is wrong, and we should stop and do something pleasurable.
Biologically, depressed people don't have proper transmission of certain hormones in the brain like endorphins. This is why Zoloft and such are effective, since they properly align the axons in your brain and open them up to more endorphins. However, you don't need a pill to get your endorphins running.
Take a jog, beat up a punching bag, go for a bike ride. Do something to get your blood flowing. If you just sit around and mope and just try to endure the pain, you'll never get anywhere. You need to take action, get your natural painkillers flowing, and get on with your life.
Okay, so I might be saying to "suck it up." But you have to, you have to force yourself to get up and get out. You can't tell a person to be a man. But you also can't tell a person that you know how they feel and walk away. You have to help them help themselves. They need to realize that they don't need to endure the pain; they can conquer it.
I'm sorry if I don't sound empathetic, but that's what I believe.
Also, the drill instructor was R. Lee Ermey. Just so you know.
I don't think a lot of people can tell the difference between depression and self-pity -- except the a-holes. They love it.