Depression

[kittygirl]

I'm currently going through a blue mood and I have to say I'm not fakeing. I feel like banging my head on a table or curling up and leaving life behind for a while.

For those who are faking it it is just stupid. It isn't getting them any more attention, And you can probably tell too.

[Rider]

[glow=red,2,300]Au contraire. It does get them attention, because people start wondering if something's really wrong with them. Anyone who cares about this kid would be concerned if s/he suddenly turned all sulky and moody.

If no one cares enough about that person to notice, then maybe s/he has a right to be depressed...[/glow]

[Oily]

I think it's because society is more emotionally contenient, and people are encouraged to talk and share their feelings. The days of buttoning up with a stiff upper lip are gone, and instead we all want to talk about ourselves. I thus think depression has become something we talk more about, that we feel more often (perhaps in light bursts.)

I think it's wrong to ever say people fake it. I think while people exaggerate it, many people feel "depressed" where before they may have only felt sad. From not having enough friends, to too much homework, I know many of my friends have been "depressed". To them, these problems were real and deep, not some passing fad, and I think that while depression is bandied about all too often, we ought to respect it, even in its lightest, most trival incarnation.

I don't think I've ever felt more than a little bit sad in my life. So I wouldn't know anything of depression

[Orginalcliche]

Depression is heridtary in my family as well, my mother had it, my grandmother commited suicide when my mom was 14, and my brother has it. Personally even if I did have it, which I am not sure about it. I would never take medicen for it, even though it might be a physical problem, they are my emotions, and I just don't feel comfertable seeing them fixed by medicen. But talking to people about your emotions are entirely good for you, the medicen part just kind of scares me.

Something about this whole trend really really bothers me. A girl I know has problems. She is seeing three pyschologists, she cuts, yeah, anyways. You would think she is seriously depressed and her symptoms would show that, except for the way she acts, she tells everyone she has shrinks and that she cuts, and shows them her scars, this doesn't seem depressed to me, but, really I don't know her well enough.

[Jessica Coconut]

Hmm. I always thought being sad was worse than depressed.

Maybe it's because when your depressed, you don't necessarily look it. I often fake happiness. Except around my friends that have the "people suck, but that's life" attitude, when we kind of systematically tell each other about how stupid things are, and rant, and kind of comfort eachother in our troubles. By agreeing. And laughing at how stupid the world is.

But I'd say that not half the people I know well know the real me. They think I'm happy. They think I don't mind. They think I don't notice when they lie to me. They think I don't notice when they systematically exclude me by saying "oh, we have enough people for the group project already, " and lie to me when they don't. I suppose I'm not very expressive that way.

I love to laugh. I love to be happy. I convince myself I'm happy. LIfe's pretty good, even under homework, stress, idiots, jerks, liars, and ignorant people. I just sometimes forget that I'm happy. Because I don't see a reason to be, I'm not, even if their's no reason to be upset.

The only time people see the real me is when I can't take it anymore. Or when clever proactive people see that I'm not, and get people to take a second look. I'm often crying when that happens. And then I get a stupid swarm of people crowding around me desperately trying to figure out what's wrong - as if they had no clue. I'm lonely, that more or less sums it up. Life is good - I can take the stress. Yeah, I don't like it, and I've cried myself to sleep at 3:00 AM after working on a project all day and night at the last minute. But that's no big deal, I can get over that. But I'm lonely. Bah, I don't need a boyfriend. Boys are ICKY! Heehee. I'm just not looking. Nah, I just want a friend that doesn't lie her head off and let it roll out the room.

My real friends are smart. They're clever. They're somewhat proactive. And they know that I don't really want a swarm of idiots when I have a
breakdown. That's not often, I get them less than once a year.

Anyway, that's me. I fake happiness with just about everyone, and with my "normal" friends. But when I'm with my dark friends, I suppose I fake that I hate life. Wow, am I screwed up. But for the record, even with my dark friends, we don't miss a chance to laugh, have fun, and be happy. We're just pessimisstic.

If you read that, help yourself to a cookie.

Now, my point. Some of us really do fake. Really. Or at least, you're easily swayed, and your mood is easily manipulated. I say that I'm depressed all the time. I don't look sad, I'm not crying, but I'm often not doing anything, quite pensive, and I tend to just sulk sometimes. When you're sad, it's like being depressed, only expressed much more fully. I'm quiet when I'm depressed, and either MUCH quieter when I'm sad, or louder.

Truth be told, I've been longing to create a big scene the next time someone acts like a jerk to me, but it's so not me, I can't bring myself to do it. I want to scream, but I don't. I've wondered what it'd be like to suddenly totally change your attitude, style, and personality, to see if people really notice and react.

However, I believe the fakers are the ones that say life sucks but have no reason behind it, for example. And act like they think it, while everything's fine.