^ I will pray & hope your injury gets better. All your friends here love you. 
Depression/Suicide (This May Get Very Personal)
- Thread starter Brie
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Thanks. It'll get better. And at least it was normal this time rather than something that made the doctor go, "WTF?" The timing could've been better, though.
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*hugs for peach*
*hugs for everyone*
*hugs for everyone*
Thanks, guys. I think I'm okay right now.
I don't know what is wrong with my family but they expect me to do all these things for them and when I need something, like my medicine. NOPE! 
Are they taking a advantage of any inability to say 'no'? Do you owe them anything or are they assuming you do? (you don't have to answer. I'm just getting your wheels to turn) that can be a toughie. But I'd get that cleared up, it may help shift yours or their perspective.
If it's one sided I'd probably say, you scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours otherwise prepare for boundaries. If I'm up to it I will otherwise maybe another time. As far as meds, I assume you've already looked into RX reduction cards, Medicaid...nothing else comes to mind.
If it's one sided I'd probably say, you scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours otherwise prepare for boundaries. If I'm up to it I will otherwise maybe another time. As far as meds, I assume you've already looked into RX reduction cards, Medicaid...nothing else comes to mind.
I got a discount for my medicine but they won't even give me the money for that. I don't owe them anything. I help out when I can because I want to contribute but my needs are at the bottom of the priority list. I mentioned some of this already in the thread.
*UPDATE
sadly it appears even though have concrete evidence the fact that I am not comfortable going in front of him and looking at him again and telling 14 strangers my case, and flying thousands of miles each case hearing...he will likely at best get a gross misdemeanor and spend 6 months in jail, or be on probation for 3 years which is a lot different that the 30-50 years he was set to get. seems he has a good bit of family money for a really good (*cough asshole) lawyer
sadly it appears even though have concrete evidence the fact that I am not comfortable going in front of him and looking at him again and telling 14 strangers my case, and flying thousands of miles each case hearing...he will likely at best get a gross misdemeanor and spend 6 months in jail, or be on probation for 3 years which is a lot different that the 30-50 years he was set to get. seems he has a good bit of family money for a really good (*cough asshole) lawyer
Do whatever you feel is right, Brie. Can you write the judge a letter? Is it allowed for you to write a letter or send a taped deposition?
Brie, something you might want to consider... When I was expecting to testify against my assailant, I practiced with my therapist first. It really helped me feel less uncomfortable. I was going to practice with the prosecutor, too -- her normal procedure -- but then the guy pled guilty, so I didn't have to testify after all. I did give a victim impact statement. It was hard, but IMO totally worth it.
I don't mean to take away from what anybody here has posted, and I know my situation isn't unique or anything. Just clinical depression, my meds seem to have stopped working. I know I need to contact the doctor and try new meds. Just venting because there really doesn't seem to be anybody in the real world whom I feel I can talk to. Everyone has their own problems, many worse than mine. I really should man up and get over this.
^It's not about "manning up and getting over it." This is taking it one day at a time and knowing that there will be good days and bad days. Do what you must to feel better. Talking to your doctor isn't weakness.
I just made an appointment for next week with a psychiatrist, so I guess that's something.
Yeah, it is.
I've only recently begun suffering with depression.
It was triggered back in July of last year, when out of the blue I discovered that my wife of 8 years - who I'd been with for 12 years, and with whom I have a 4 year old daughter and a mortgage was having an affair.
Just the day I found out we'd been walking along the beach hand in hand planning our upcoming anniversary, our daughters birthday in two days time and joking about how we'd still be madly in love when we reached our 90's.
It had been such a happy marriage with no signs whatsoever that anything was wrong. Then that afternoon when I was preparing dinner, her phone, which she'd left on the worktop received a text, which I glimpsed the preview of on the home screen. It was from a bloke who went to the same swimming club as her, telling her how he couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again and how much he loved her.
I confronted her. They'd been seeing each other for a month, but she was in love with him - and moved in with him that same week. Overnight my world crashed down around me.
I came pretty close to doing something stupid, but thankfully because of my daughter, I stopped myself.
I've since been diagnosed with depression, anxiety and PTSD purely from this one experience. I get panic attacks when I see the other bloke (we live very closeby and I run into him often).
So...yeah. That's me!
It was triggered back in July of last year, when out of the blue I discovered that my wife of 8 years - who I'd been with for 12 years, and with whom I have a 4 year old daughter and a mortgage was having an affair.
Just the day I found out we'd been walking along the beach hand in hand planning our upcoming anniversary, our daughters birthday in two days time and joking about how we'd still be madly in love when we reached our 90's.
It had been such a happy marriage with no signs whatsoever that anything was wrong. Then that afternoon when I was preparing dinner, her phone, which she'd left on the worktop received a text, which I glimpsed the preview of on the home screen. It was from a bloke who went to the same swimming club as her, telling her how he couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again and how much he loved her.
I confronted her. They'd been seeing each other for a month, but she was in love with him - and moved in with him that same week. Overnight my world crashed down around me.
I came pretty close to doing something stupid, but thankfully because of my daughter, I stopped myself.
I've since been diagnosed with depression, anxiety and PTSD purely from this one experience. I get panic attacks when I see the other bloke (we live very closeby and I run into him often).
So...yeah. That's me!
@The_Baron I love your avatar it reminds me of my cats. 
You made the right choice in thinking about your daughter but also think about yourself too it is the end of that story but you have a chance to start a new with someone else. I am not gonna lie that is a horrible situation but if I ended things way back I wouldn't be here now tormenting all of you!
You made the right choice in thinking about your daughter but also think about yourself too it is the end of that story but you have a chance to start a new with someone else. I am not gonna lie that is a horrible situation but if I ended things way back I wouldn't be here now tormenting all of you!
Thanks Taylirious. I know my story is nothing compared to a lot of peoples on here though. Reading through some of the other stories people have shared makes me feel bloody lucky.
Thanks for the comment of the avatar! Not my cat sadly, I'd never get her in a redshirt!
Thanks for the comment of the avatar! Not my cat sadly, I'd never get her in a redshirt!
The_Baron, what happened was really awful. 
I'm very sorry to hear that.
My own recent story is that my depression and anxiety got much better after I left my old abusive job and found a company with nicer people. I just had to stick with the old job for so long because the economy was bad and I couldn't find anything else!
Kor
I'm very sorry to hear that.
My own recent story is that my depression and anxiety got much better after I left my old abusive job and found a company with nicer people. I just had to stick with the old job for so long because the economy was bad and I couldn't find anything else!
Kor
You'd think I'd finally be happy. No such luck. I've been feeling really down lately, though I have a job I love. I'm fighting the demons but there's a part of me that just doesn't want to anymore.
