Thread: Purple rain.

This doesn't really have anything to do with anybody who is likely to read this, and is wholly of a personal context which will not be explained.
I felt like declaring eternal and infinite personal bitterness, I have before, and having lived long enough, that too faded. But really, I'm just terribly sad.

How long have you lived?

I have no idea how to help - and I am not sure, even if I did, that it would be efficacious on a forum.
But I hope your black cloud passes soon.

Hopefully someone has something more constructive to say.

@pyoko; A little over two score years. I would complain about them being hard ones, but Mac just had a heart attack. I'm glad he's still with us. So in light of that I can't legitimately complain much. Anyhow, age wasn't really the gist of my statement.

@RedPanda; It's not necessarily your responsibility to cheer me up, but thank you for the sentiments. A little non-sequitur spew would seem to be one of my coping mechanisms. Really it's nothing physically tragic, thankfully.

Eric Idle - "Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life" - STEREO HQ - YouTube

Originally Posted by cosmictraveler

Eric Idle - "Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life" - STEREO HQ - YouTube

Oddly enough, he's staring into the non-bright side of life, as the sun is behind him.

I've been diagnosed with "severe clinical depression" and another lesser thing, so I know how bleak life can seem. And there is no "bright side". I always hate it when people tell me "cheer up, not every day is bad". Yes, every day, minute, and second can and does. But depression cannot be understood by people who don't have such a condition.

So it's pointless to say "man up", "cheer up" or any other meaningless sentiment. The only person who can help you with this is yourself.

I have been bipolar for 30 years and manic depressed so I can tell you there is a bright side only if you get to a doctor that can help you with talk and medications. It is up to you to find the answers to overcome your disorder as I and many other depressed people have already done. No one but you can find a professional that will help you with your problems.

Oddly enough, he's staring into the non-bright side of life, as the sun is behind him.

He is looking into the lights of the camera operator and those are very bright as you know.

I'm sorry you're feeling down GE....if will make you feel better, I'll take a video of me trying to get out of bed with broken ribs....It'll be hilarious! Keep your chin up....but if things don't get better...or god forbid you have thoughts of ending it all....see a doctor. I suffer from depression and take Citalopram for it. Like Coz said...it can make a real difference.

Just remember the two most important things in life:

Broken ribs??!!

What have you done now?

I told on a different forum just how pissed I was about someone on this forum.

It made me feel a bit better to express myself.

Yes, girls and beer! I suppose I have something I should go accomplish now. I'll start tomorrow. But yeah, girls and beer!

Hopefully this year will be better than the last 10.

I used to find a certain bathos in pathos. If you can't shake the blues, then embrace them.

Originally Posted by John Galt

I used to find a certain bathos in pathos. If you can't shake the blues, then embrace them.

That's almost the stupidest thing I've heard all day. Almost.

Originally Posted by adelady

Broken ribs??!!

What have you done now?

The parametics cracked my ribs when they were giving me CPR.

Originally Posted by pyoko

Originally Posted by John Galt

I used to find a certain bathos in pathos. If you can't shake the blues, then embrace them.

That's almost the stupidest thing I've heard all day. Almost.

The idea has worked wonderfully for me the entirety of my recollectible existence.

Originally Posted by pyoko

Originally Posted by John Galt

I used to find a certain bathos in pathos. If you can't shake the blues, then embrace them.

That's almost the stupidest thing I've heard all day. Almost.

You are not obliged to follow my suggestion. I regret you found my effort to share what was helpful to me, with Giant Evil, to be stupid.

@Mac - missed the news of your attack. Sorry to here of it, but brilliant that you are still with us. Hang in there.

I have had four healthy organs removed by psychopaths employed by the NHS, robbed of everything five times, and things constantly, lied about, and to, for sixty two years, suffered a neck injury when sixteen and lost the plot for twenty five years, until another fall straightened my neck and brought me to my senses, as is said, and I can confirm, a burst disc in 75 led to it prolapsing in 91, pole axed and crawling around with calluses on my knuckles till 07 when the crunching and graunching wore the vertebrae together and I could walk again. A head injury inflicted after I said, I'm not leaving so you can beat Sandra up again, 96, left me with amnesia and oh what's it called when you open your mouth and nothing comes out, aphasia, unable to defend myself until three years ago when my eyebrows turned back to blond, as my brain restructured itself I became ambidextrous, and dyslectic, and struggle like hell to write, three hours to write one page of A4. On my 55 birthday they removed a perfectly healthy gall bladder, leading to them using the password, 'amount dough' to contact the hospital, this lead to my brain, the spinal cord part, did you know that the stem cell which creates the brain grows the spinal cord first, to believe that I was not getting what I should have been getting, causing it to relax the umbilical ring, leading to what they call an umbilical hernia, a misnomer. I gained two and a half stones in three months and have been walking about with my guts hanging out for coming up eight years, the only help arrived last year, a truss which I cant wear because It stops me bending over and breathing. It has seven straps. I have worn out two simple Velcro trusses during the long wait. It was six years before I was able to convince a doctor of the growths which produced stinging nerve strands, absorbed and regrowing over 8 weeks, as she worked out. Still nothing done though. No medication, I do not believe that substances we do not have the genes to cope with are a good idea. So how come I do not get depressed !

So how come I do not get depressed !

You have beer and girls!

Hi cosmictraveler, alcohol turns humans into apes, so I don't do that.

Originally Posted by Flo345

I have had four healthy organs removed by psychopaths employed by the NHS, robbed of everything five times, and things constantly, lied about, and to, for sixty two years, suffered a neck injury when sixteen and lost the plot for twenty five years, until another fall straightened my neck and brought me to my senses, as is said, and I can confirm, a burst disc in 75 led to it prolapsing in 91, pole axed and crawling around with calluses on my knuckles till 07 when the crunching and graunching wore the vertebrae together and I could walk again. A head injury inflicted after I said, I'm not leaving so you can beat Sandra up again, 96, left me with amnesia and oh what's it called when you open your mouth and nothing comes out, aphasia, unable to defend myself until three years ago when my eyebrows turned back to blond, as my brain restructured itself I became ambidextrous, and dyslectic, and struggle like hell to write, three hours to write one page of A4. On my 55 birthday they removed a perfectly healthy gall bladder, leading to them using the password, 'amount dough' to contact the hospital, this lead to my brain, the spinal cord part, did you know that the stem cell which creates the brain grows the spinal cord first, to believe that I was not getting what I should have been getting, causing it to relax the umbilical ring, leading to what they call an umbilical hernia, a misnomer. I gained two and a half stones in three months and have been walking about with my guts hanging out for coming up eight years, the only help arrived last year, a truss which I cant wear because It stops me bending over and breathing. It has seven straps. I have worn out two simple Velcro trusses during the long wait. It was six years before I was able to convince a doctor of the growths which produced stinging nerve strands, absorbed and regrowing over 8 weeks, as she worked out. Still nothing done though. No medication, I do not believe that substances we do not have the genes to cope with are a good idea. So how come I do not get depressed !

Luck?

Clinical depression does not necessarily have to come from a hard life and shitty luck. It is the most misunderstood (by ignorant public) disease out there. I find the whole "I've had a shitty life so your depression doesn't mean anything so stop crying about it" attitude extremely short sighted and offensive. Then again, it's Internet offensive, which also means absolutely nothing.

People should read up about it and realise what chemical imbalances in your brain and body can do.

Clinical depression does not necessarily have to come from a hard life and shitty luck.

Yeah. Surprisingly enough, the professionals have even devised expressions to distinguish these things.

The horrible life depression is commonly called situational depression.
The depression that seemingly comes out of nowhere to make your life horrible is usually called clinical depression.

It's a shame more people don't realise that the arrows between horrible and depression go both ways.

I did once experience depression, 1977, lasted for less than a minute. Anyone suffering that I feel truly sorry for. What I was thinking about was real but nothing to do with me. I have always had a ' that's mad, I'm not going there again' function in my brain. Another example, during sex I once found myself thinking about another woman, ' this is mad', never went there again. I have had a lot of bad things happen to me, but more good things. Done a few firsts on the planet, now that's satisfaction.