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Yeah, so I was basically homeless with a wife in tow. No sign of a better life in the future. A job, barely. Had just dropped out of college sealing the impending future darkness. Not sure how I would ever have a family even if I wanted to. Family hated me. Extended family hated me even more. All caused by my own actions, but I wouldn't exactly have placed me in the "feeling really down" category. I was the definition of clinically depressed with the ridiculously negative effect of drugs on top of it.
Actually if you you pulled yourself up then you probably weren't clinically depressed. I'm pretty sure those folks need medical attention and cannot over come their situation without it.
Lookit, I've been down pretty far. I won't tell the story cause it would be like a contest to see who was worse off. That would be dumb.
Its all good, if you feel that you know the ins and outs of psychiatry then go ion with your bad self.
You should seriously get yourself a suicide hotline. You been through a bunch and made it so these pussies ought to give you a ring so you can tell them to how to fix shit.