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aprilllflowers · 1 year
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Psychiatrist Follow-Up
My psychiatrist has no idea why my depression has worsened to such an extent. I was doing well for a while and then shit just crashed and burned. He is now having me take the max of Zoloft and will see me again in one month to see if it has helped, gotten worse, or stayed the same. If worse or no change then he will add something else. The Zoloft is working because my anxiety is better. But it is not helping with depression anymore.
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everywherenyc · 2 years
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#QuickTip - Some mornings you have to remind yourself that you got through yesterday and you will get through today too! ❤ like! - 💬 comment! - 👪 share #lifewithdepression #dayswithanxiety #persevere #motivation #love #believe #nevergiveup #perseverance  #goals #inspiration #faith #success #fitness #inspire #strength #live https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce8sBcSjj6z/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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poetrywings · 10 months
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If I was honest, I would tell you how lonely I feel every fucking day.
But instead, I shine a smile on my face and make sure that you’re okay.
If I was honest, I’d tell you that sometimes what you say cuts me deep.
Sometimes I decide to keep those thoughts to myself so that you won't flee.
If I was honest, you’d know that my chest weights heavy, I can barely breathe.
I hold onto so many tears that I let out every night instead to avoid the critiques.
If I was honest, you'd learn that I love deep but often feel the most unwanted.
I feel like no matter what I do good or bad I am always to be blamed or faulted.
If I was honest, you’d see that I yearn death more than I have the will to live.
I am tired of feeling, hurting and thinking of the lack of value I offer this world.
#lifewithdepression #poemoftheday #TruthIsComing
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Feeling in a daze #depressed #depression #lifewithdepression #depressed #anxiety #ocd #adhd #autism #helpme #alone #lonley #farmboots
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witchygalaxys · 4 years
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Being positive can be exhausting. But if you show a smidge of discontent with something, people will attack you with out a second thought. So it's just easier to smile and act like everything is fine even when you know its not.
Me bitch
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ofstarsandvibranium · 5 years
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mourningglitter · 5 years
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::TRIGGER WARNING::
Both my depression and anxiety have been off the hook for about a week. Been in bed for days, sleeping or not sleeping, no crying tho, but my mind wouldn’t SHUT THE FUCK UP!! That negative self talk voice, her name is Brenda btw, had me fucked up. Over the past winter I have gained back the weight I had painstakingly worked to lose and I feel like a piece of shit about it. I eat my feelings and basically have zero self control and I’m mad at my damn self for it. There’s Brenda reminding me I’m a fat cow every second of everyday. That, along with guilt, shame, trying to hold it together for my kids and being stressed out about work and bills; friggin Brenda is in my ear telling me I’m a lazy fucker for staying in bed. Rationally, I wonder how tf I can sleep as much as I do and still be tired. About 4 days in I had an EXTREME urge to kill myself, it was so strong, like my mind was panicking and it needed an escape. Visualizing all the different ways it could be done; overdosing on my meds, hanging myself or drowning myself in the cold ass river, those are usually the first things I go to when this is on my mind. Idk what it is about drowning that draws me to that; as a child it terrified me but as an adult it seems peaceful. When I start calculating a way out and I know it has moved beyond just the belief that I’d be better off dying in my sleep, it scares the shit out of me! For once, instead of continuing to descend into the darkness with Brenda, I did something different. I went to the gym after work. She kept telling me I didn’t feel like it but I went anyway. She tried to talk me out of it when I got there and a bunch of dudes were in there, I went in anyways. I put my earbuds in so I couldn’t hear her and watched Supernatural. My body can tell I haven’t been regularly in ages but I managed over 6 miles on the bike and walked on the treadmill for 35 minutes. My legs are sore af today; I can feel that shit every time I bend my legs and I like it. It appeases the self harm gods; it gives them the pain they demand without me actually hurting myself physically. I was proactive about my mental health this time, maybe all that counseling has helped. I was able to recognize the downward spiral quicker. I don’t like being at the point where I can’t even help myself and require medical intervention. Its mortifying for me to have to go to the hospital, they take my pants and make me talk to strangers about my feelings. Idk what it is about exercise that resets something in my brain but Brenda has been a lot quieter today and I feel better than I have in a while. Im calling this a small victory for now because maintaining good mental heath is the most difficult part;)
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flashysstuff-blog · 5 years
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Thats Me
Hey You, oder sollte ich lieber sagen Hallo Du...!? Das bin ich, ich weiß das ist noch nicht viel, aber genau das ist es was mich aus macht, nicht viel. Zumindest denke ich das seit ich denken kann. Und ja so ist das! So ist es mit einer Depression zu leben... Man empfindet oft nicht viel Man denkt man ist nicht viel Man weiß selbst nicht viel (über das Warum) Und noch viel verwirrender ist, man denkt immer es ist nicht genug! Wie oft ich mich dabei erwische mir einzureden, dass meine Krankheit nicht krank genug ist um damit zum Arzt zu gehen, nicht schlimm genug, weil doch andere Menschen viel schlimmere Probleme haben. Doch wenn ich eins gelernt habe, dann das jedes Problem für den einzelnen schlimm ist.
Man kann Probleme nicht messen, zumindest sollte man das nicht tun! Seine Probleme mit denen anderer zu vergleichen ist genauso sinnlos wie bescheuert, denn woran mache ich denn fest wie der andere sein Problem empfindet!?
Ich werde euch mit nehmen, durch meine Geschichte, durch meinen Alltag! Ich werde versuchen euch zu zeigen wie es ist mit Depressionen zu leben, wie man sich manchmal fühlt und wie man damit umgeht (oder eben nicht).
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the tip of my iceberg
       I've learned how to walk alone, I've learned how to pick myself up off the bathroom floor in the middle of the night, when it seems like there's nothing left living for, when there's no one else around to wipe my tears and hold me tight, I've been hurt by the people I love the most, the people that promised they would never hurt me, the people that I put all my trust in, I've fought many battles you would never imagine, I fought many of those battles in silence and alone, I grew up far before most because someone had to take on the responsibilities that they could not, I have flashbacks and visions in my head that would give you nightmares for days. My point is that after so long you learn how to put together the puzzle pieces before anyone handed them to me. I was forced to become stronger, I learned how to stop dreaming and hoping because "real life" gives the wake up call that you never asked for. So don't underestimate me, judge me, or get mad because and have story that you only know the tip of the iceberg, until you walk a day in my shoes don't tell me that I have no right to feel the way I do, don't tell me how to live my life and most of stop acting like you know my whole story when you don't. 
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graceyhearts · 5 years
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Selfie Sunday! Today was fun. Gems, oils, massage, mural art. All the things I love. Today I also found myself enjoying time with me. ❤️ #namaste #gratitude #shamelessselefie #blondehairdontcare #happy #sanantonio #septum #undercut #codependencyrecovery #healing #alwayskeepfighting #youarenotalone #depression #lifewithdepression #lifewithoutaddiction #personal #singleandhappy (at San Antonio, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu2PeBVnOs7/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16qjqfxxwchll
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aprilllflowers · 1 year
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I want to feel normal again.
I feel like I am going crazy. I havent felt like myself in a while. I do not think my medication is working anymore. (I have contacted my psychiatrist) I don’t care about a lot of stuff that I used to. I don’t want to do the things I enjoy doing. All I want to do is lay in bed and watch random stuff on tv (which I also do not really watch anymore.) It’s effecting my work, and everyday life. I first thought that it was just the seasonal depression (can affect you when it gets darker or is gloomy) but then it kept getting worse and worse and I realized that its just all of the time now. I love doing art but now I just feel lost. I just want to feel normal again! I have tried to get therapy appointments but I cannot get into one for months. I looked into Better Help but there is no way to add insurance anymore and they want to charge $300. I just cant do it. Getting the help you need for your mental health is not easy.
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overreactasaurusrex · 7 years
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I hate. I hate. I hate the glorification, the beautification, and the glamorizations of mental illness. I fucking despise it. I suffer daily, quietly. I put one foot in front of the other. I work, I play, I laugh, I cry, and when I need it I fall into bed and shut off until I can function again. I hate the normalization of mental illness. I hate the declarations of how beautiful it is. It's not beautiful. It's hell. It's being trapped, being tired, being scared all of the time. It's anguish and happiness and anger and panic, it's not knowing why you're here. It's not knowing why you're alive. Mental illness, depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, bi polar disorder... all of them. Every ounce of it. It is not beautiful. It sucks. It is shitty and FOR FUCK SAKE I hate hearing people talk about their illness all of the goddamn time. Like you're talking about the weather, coffee, dinner tonight. Don't normalize the abnormal, because ultimately it just makes it harder to live with for those of us who suffer. Depression is not a fucking fashion trend.
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lastmoonlightsstuff · 5 years
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Mein Körper gleicht einem Gefängnis.
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lucysullivanuk · 6 years
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1in4Zines no.3: Excoriation 1 of 4 single page comics exploring #mentalhealth A3 Riso poster collection available as a pledge on Barking #graphicnovel A4 B&W series coming soon to my website shop... links in bio #linktree . #zines #1in4zines #comics #barkinggraphicnovel #1in4 #mentalhealthart #artist #comicsforsale #barking #lifewithdepression #autobio #unbound #arttobuy #wip
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ofstarsandvibranium · 5 years
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#LittleVictories & #LifeWithAnxiety / #LifeWithDepression
So I’m a big advocate for Mental Health and spreading awareness about it. A lot of people suffer from mental illness and yet there’s a stigma towards it. Fortunately, in the recent years, more and more people are becoming more open about mental health issues as well as talking about their own experiences. I want to do the same.
Just recently I’ve started using the hashtags #LittleVictories and #LifeWithAnxiety / #LifeWithDepression to show the highs and lows of my experience with mental illness. I think and hope that doing this will inform people of the struggles of mental illness. 
#LifeWithAnxiety / #LifeWithDepression : to express the struggles and obstacles you face with these specific mental illnesses.
#LittleVictories : to express you overcoming your mental illness in small or minor ways, because it’s little steps that could help lead up to becoming better. 
If you’d like to participate as well, share posts with the hashtags above or your own hashtag with whatever mental illness you’re struggling with! Let’s end Mental Health Stigma!!
Example of how to use the hashtags:
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vaderyale94 · 6 years
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Perfektion 😍 Diesen Fisch habe ich mir gestern auf dem Grill gemacht auf dem Geburtstag meiner zwei Schwestern :). Er war so lecker 😍 Habt ihr schon mal Lachs vom Grill gegessen? Den zweiten musste ich dann leider wegschmeissen :( Aber Nummer 1 war einfach so perfekt 😍 danke an #eatsmarter für die Erklärung wie man ihn auf dem Grill macht :) Gegen 1 uhr nachts fing die Depression dann wieder an Unsinn zu machen, deswegen und auch weil Sebastian heute arbeiten muss, ging es nach Hause. Blöde Gedankensprudel... Ich merke es einfach jeden Tag, dass ich noch lange nicht gesund bin oder stark genug um zu arbeiten oder ähnliches. Ich kann die Krankheit zurzeit immer nur für stundenweise besiegen, vielleicht auch mal einen Tag, aber zu irgendeinen Zeitpunkt erwischt sie eine schwache Stelle von mir und boom. Leider :( Ich werde heute erstmal entspannen und weiter an dem Muttertagsgeschenk für Mama malen (dieses will ich ihr bis zum 26ten Mai fertig machen, Mama sagt da ist der polnische Muttertag) & hoffentlich joggen :). Was macht ihr heute an Pfingstsonntag? :) Lg und bis bald! Eure Anna-Maria 🦁🐕💓 #Geburtstag #grillen #familie #familytime #feiertag #feier #vaderyale94 #lebenmitdepressionen #lachs #lachsvomgrill #healthyfood #yum #fooddiary #depressions #depression #rethinkdepression #lifewithdepressions #livewithdepression #honesty #ehrlichkeit #geschwister #blog #blogger #pfingstsonntag #whatnursesdointheirfreetime #muttertagsgeschenk
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