mookie – just cut it out, all right. You CAN get better – you just don’t want to.
The short answer to that question is usually, “Fuck no.” 
well mookie…Right now I am watching Ellen. She just danced with some dude in a wheelchair missing.a.leg…Guess what,? the dude was happy! He was smiling, laughing and dancing having what looked like to be a great time…
When I get down, I see these things such as above and suddenly I wonder what business I have crying about the silly shit in my life at the moment…
Just sayin…not that your shit is silly…I have no idea what you deal with. but for me all it is is basically self pity, which get me nowhere with nobody…fast!
hang in…
whereismymind – depression is an entirely different animal than “crying about silly shit.”
However, as I pointed out to mookie, he needs to want himself. But no one can help him if he won’t help himself first.
Yeah, and I’m also the queen of england.
Somebody needs to put on his big boy pants.
Get medicated. Join a support group where you can all talk about your meds. It can really help if you can see you’re really not alone at all, and you aren’t as unique in your problems as you think.
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Whatever. If you want to wallow in self-pity, go for it. If you don’t give a shit, why should the rest of us?
Note: I DO feel for you, mookie. But I don’t know what you want from us, and we can’t be your therapists.
(BTW, you still haven’t answered my question – what about those of us who have been helped by anti-depressants and therapists? Are WE dupes of the industry?)
“I miss the comfort of being sad.”
Kurt Cobain
Some people get some sort of pay-off from staying miserable.
No, you just have the advantage of not being a worthless sack of shit, thus you could fix your problems. It’s just too bad I’ll never be able to do the same.
No, but you could probably learn to be a worthless sack of shit who’s quiet about it. You know, if you tried really hard and practiced and stuff. 
Seriously, it’ll probably get better. It’ll probably get better faster if you get help. I hope it gets better faster regardless of whether you seek help.
Are you taking any anti depressant medication?
Give it a rest, Eeyore.
Well, then I guess I’ll say this publicly.
For what it’s worth, I’ve been there, but I’m not sure that complaining actually does any good, does it?
Either you want to get better or you don’t. If you do, then do something about it and never give up trying. If you don’t, then, I don’t know what to tell you.
Even worthless sacks of shit can do things to help other people, can’t they? Isn’t there anything positive that you can do for someone else? It’s a small start, anyways.
By the way, even sacks of shit have value. 
In this world you have to fight for yourself because no one else is going to do it for you. I tell people all the time that being crazy (depressed, bipolar, worthless sack of shit, etc.) is hard work. Because it is. Some of us are just blessed with the gift of… madness and have to live with it EVERY DAMN DAY. You can either continue to work hard at being miserable or you can work hard at being maybe even the teensiest bit less miserable. You’ve got to start somewhere.
You choose.
I’m guessing the answer would be “No”.
mookieblaylock, seriously – what is your purpose in posting here? If you don’t want help, what DO you want from us?
I will admit that I have not yet tackled the whole thread so forgive me if this has been asked and answered. I am reading it now.
But is it possible mookie wants a loved one to force him into a treatment facility so the responsibility is not his in case it does not work? Or is he just tweaking nipples at the attention?
I don’t think you want to use Kurt Cobain as your role model.
Has complaining endlessly on a message board helped your situation in any way? Doesn’t look like it, perhaps it is time to try a different tactic. People are always willing to help those who need it, but not if they ignore all the advice given to them. It’s time to man-up and do something about it or stop complaining.
Oh, what do you think he wants from us? I practically have to physically restrain myself from giving him the attention and fuel and drama he wants.