Depression and what it's really like

I think a circle jerk would cover all six.

if that were true there'd be no depressed people on ilx

sorry, couldn't resist

happy people are "busy", in general

this is interesting (not being sarcastic)

i think some of the happiest, most stable times in my life have been when i've had nothing to do. i am prone to anxiety though.... i'm probably a good candidate for a xanax prescription.

the "busy people are happiest" thing seems wrong to me, is what i was trying to say.

idk

seems to me like there's something there

markers, check out that Albert Ellis book I recommended in the Buddhism thread! he devotes an entire chapter to busy = happy and it makes some good sense.

i'll look it up on amazon. thanks dude! (i'm reading one of pema chodron's books right now)

"To be busy is man’s only happiness" is attributed to Mark Twain but I'm skeptical too

busyness seems like another kind of escapism.

from?

dealing with the things that are really important to you. being satisfied with your life as it is.

i think busyness can be a part of a happy life. but i think the happiness comes from your orientation toward your day to day activities more than just how little time you have left, after all is said and done, for contemplation

money = happiness, ime

or, rather, no money = despair

Yeah, it definitely looks like endless hours of "contemplation" are working great for the ppl contributing to this thread who have trouble leaving the house, let's not be hasty and recommend doing anything about that.

i think it's important to have things that you need to do everyday. it's good to have challenges and goals. being overloaded with responsibilities can have a negative effect on depression though if you are prone to anxiety...

i also think that our culture undervalues leisure time.

anyway, i can answer this thread. depression is like reading taipei and not being able to stop reading it ever. man, that is seriously the single most unhappy book i have ever read. last few pages were like getting beaten with a bag of unhappy rocks.

you didn't laugh... even a little... when paul says "i guess i'm just going to have to deal with it" when he thought that he had died?

from the depressed perspective, my "leisure time" is spending all day farting around on the internet watching old sitcoms. gotta be honest, doing my bills feels better than that.

i thought about laughing when paul thought about suicide "as a kind of therapy" on the internet, thinking or talking about laughing is the same as actually laughing, so yeah.

lolimh (laughing out loud in my head)

was supposed to be a period in the middle of that, before "on the internet". plus probably belongs on GREATEST YOUNG WRITER OF ALL TIME thread.

do it. thread could use some posts that aren't by me or waterface

back on topic, i would probably be better off being much busier. i think my reactions have been due to living with a workaholic family member who has trouble talking/thinking about his feelings.

the "business" thing is interesting. i wanna say "yes", being busy will help you feel better, especially if the busy in question is at least somewhat physically demanding. days i sit in my room and stare at a screen (or the inside of a blanket mound) are the fucking worst. if i somehow force myself to go for a walk or do some yardwork or w/e, i'm all but guaranteed to feel better by the end of the day. the more exhausted, the more content.

two way street, though. when i feel better, i'm naturally more active. and when i full miserable, any kind of engagement seems impossible. maybe that means it's a chicken and/or egg. yin & yang, you know what i mean (just nod politely).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JD_ltIXTaN8

it's not impossible though

no, true. just a heavy "seems".

like this weekend i had all this work-work to catch up on, and it was kind of a big deal, and i really wanted to do it, to get it done. but i just couldn't. it seemed i couldn't. i could look at and think about it, but something inside me made me not actually do it while also doing nothing else for hours on end. i felt horrible the whole time. every minute i spent avoiding it, i felt worse. but that's what the thing in me wanted, and it won.

today was better.

procrastination is the worst, i agree.

I have a creature like that inside me too. It just sits there, saying 'no thank you' to everything. I try to fight it, other times I try to coax it with promises, usually it gets its way. I don't know how to overcome this, and I am definitely in an anxiety avoidance spiral atm (though not, I think, really depressed).

Busy is fine, as long as it's busy with things that aren't loaded with too much significance. I nearly bailed out of doing the bike ride I did Sat night, purely because a lot of people wished me luck and I got self-conscious, and then I got scared of failing, and it v. nearly shut me down. So grapes are all very well (seriously, seems like a good tip), but how long do you gotta spend graping before you get the hang of life?

forever, if (ideally) only intermittently

tlg do u wanna play mini golf on saturday

xp hear both of you on procrastinating. it's the darkest, most miserable feeling in the world watching yourself fail at doing something in real time, and then sit there at the end of it all knowing something important has to get done but you just watched yourself not do anything about it. it's like watching you fail yourself, plus the specter of responsibilities is still hanging over your head.

in the past i tried to overcome that with sheer, brutal will power, but after years of it i ended up having a nervous breakdown. therapy and learning to think differently are much nicer and more helpful, and i'm finally feeling a little sprig of healthy motivation.

but how long do you gotta spend graping before you get the hang of life?

isolated for display purposes

a freudian moment:

i am thinking that in my own life "the creature" is basically an oppositional-defiant stage that i locked down on during my childhood and never outgrew. it seems separate from me-me because i've repressed the emotions that caused me to say "NO!" in the first place. as result, it lingers in the cave, the visible manifestation of a hidden part of myself. worst part is that it controls me like a puppet on strings. (or a puppet on hands. why do we say "on strings"? do the strings make the puppet more controlled? no, it's a fucking puppet. something's gonna control it no matter what. we should just say "like a puppet". note to self.)

that's my take, anyway. and yeah, i feel you 100% (zora) on "loaded with too much significance". if i let too many people know what i'm up to, then they start to get invested in it, and the "NO!" kicks in. in order to actually do anything, i have to keep it private. this does not always sit well with those who care about me.

mini golf is good

for something sufficiently toad-like
squats in me, too;
its hunkers are heavy as hard luck
and cold as snow

our culture undervalues leisure time in that it convinces you that you should be guilty about not working, enables you to be contacted from the office, and sets up bad expectations

the majority of my depression comes from not doing things but from being anxious about things I have planned to do, when in fact what I do instead (binge watch television shows, find excuses to not clean, go out drinking) are what often end up actually being depressing.

if I could somehow have a queue of things to do that I had no idea existed and trust it, I think I'd be content most of the time. the problem is that I know what there is in the queue, and I dread or attach anxiety

mini golf is good

― the late great, Monday, July 22, 2013 7:44 PM (4 minutes ago)

i have not played mini golf since forever basically. it would be good. i think i would have to take up smoking and get cop sunglasses though. and go bald tbh. drunk, stinking and bald seems like the only credible approach.

you are talking about credibility and mini golf. the entire point of mini golf is that there are no pretentions and no credibility!

mini golf is the opposite of depression and no one cares how well you play at all, ime. then you go out for ice cream.

tbh i have no idea where to play mini golf even if tlg didn't live 3000 miles from me, but it's pretty nice that he accepted

the only mini golf i know is 3000 miles away and called "puetz". it is between a home depot and a crack store, across the street from a cemetery. it seems ill-starred.

the majority of my depression comes from not doing things but from being anxious about things I have planned to do

I'm not depressed and this is really just a minor procrastination foible but the other day I had to write a cover letter and I felt not up to the task so I avoided it for a while but everything else I was doing to avoid it took on a frantic tinge and my anxiety kept building until I hated that my other fun activities were being spoiled by it. At that point I got mulish enough to write the damn letter b/c it was ruining my good leisure time NOT to do it.

If the contrary, stubborn part gets contrary enough about the things it's not doing, does it reverse and become useful?

I don't even think I wrote that in English!

What's really bad is when I feel bad about doing "fun" stuff instead of working on important stuff, but the fun stuff isn't even really that fun!

fun stuff is the worst

lots of effs in 'fun stuff,' as in failing

ok jumbo multi-reply post, sorry for length

the activity scheduling is supposed to be every day. happy people are "busy", in general

I prob. agree with the latter as long as there is still some time for relaxing/thinking (obv. in GRAPES there is), and I wd do well to use my time more busily, but there is no way I could go to work and still have time and energy for all six GRAPES every evening. I'd have to make up the numbers with daily basics like cooking, eating, walking home, but that stuff is clearly not sufficient or I'd be less crazy already.

do they have to be big events? e.g. how small can "social" be? Actually meeting people? Phoning, email, a Facebook comment? 2 sentences of smalltalk to a shop cashier? (this is an actual "good first step" that social anxiety books suggest btw)

like this weekend i had all this work-work to catch up on, and it was kind of a big deal, and i really wanted to do it, to get it done. but i just couldn't. it seemed i couldn't. i could look at and think about it, but something inside me made me not actually do it while also doing nothing else for hours on end.

this is my #1 most upsetting problem/symptom and one that ever since my first bout of depression I've never 100% shaken off, even in the relatively undepressed years. even in good phases i feel like i'm treading water with minor busywork while ignoring Big, Complicated, Important things.

does anyone have any tips on beating it? mental approaches, organisational skills, medication, anything. talking of which...

i'm really feeling this book "on depression" lately--the guy is head of the tufts mood disorders program . . . the most sensible thinking i think i've encountered on the use of pharmaceuticals to treat this stuff.

going back nearly 2 weeks here but HOOS could you summarise this guy's angle on medication? (this is the book by S. Nassir Ghaemi, right?)