Commentary from December 3, 2015
Depression has up swings and down swings, and when one is getting help and you’re on a schedule sometimes you have to go on your up swing. It’s actually more difficult because you know you need the help but you’re afraid the therapist may make the decision to let you go, thinking that the up swing that you’re having now is the New You. So you have to do a bit of exaggerating to cover for having a good day, like you’re doing something wrong by having one.
The therapist is looking more and more like Dr. Lovetalk. Being as she is supposed to be her twin sister that’s not a bad thing.
The therapist is looking more and more like Dr. Lovetalk. Being as she is supposed to be her twin sister that’s not a bad thing.
Scary how accurate this is.
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Yep! Just like this. I’m sometimes feeling guilty for feeling good. Fortunately that passes fast and I feel down because of the thoughts I had. Really awesome, this depression, isn’t it? :-/
All too familiar : /
🙁 I told my therapist I still needed her, since I was going to have to reconstruct my life and myself as a healthy person and I didn’t want to do that alone, but she still actively weaned me away from her once I wasn’t desperate anymore. It still stings.
any therapist that does this shouldn’t be a therapist….
oh boy…
This hit me. “Could be better” is my go-to statement whenever I’m feeling down but not too down. “Could be worse” is when I’m feeling awful and don’t want to burden other people.
Hate that feeling
Yikes… can’t even be allowed to feel good. The problems of the medical system and its patients.
So. Much. This.
I feel guilty when I bitch & moan too much, like she probably thinks, geez I give this girl so much motivation & encouragement, can’t she throw me a bone & come in here with something positive…just once?
This.
All too accurate ?
Then you look back, and realize “terrifyingly well” is the best description.
Write down what you want to talk about on the bad days when you’re not seeing them, that way when you go in you can tell them how you were feeling, even though you may be okay right then.
Cool, a reply that is logical and sensible.
I found that just writing down what I was thinking and feeling helped me examine my depression more objectively. I began to realize how irrational some of my thoughts were, and how they were a product of the illness. Feeling something very strongly (for example that no one cares about you) does not make it true, and knowing that helps you reject both the irrational thought and the feeling that inspired it.
Depression involves a pattern of self-reinforcing negative thoughts and emotions. To overcome it you must break the pattern, and that takes a great deal of time and effort. Most people also require help, especially early on when all efforts seem futile.
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So true, it struck a nerve.
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Being cut-off from a doctor and drugs you don’t even like, seems like a good problem to have. But it isn’t. When you know you (will) need support, you can’t be honest with the people you really should be honest with.
Good point. We really do want to get better, but there comes a point that we learn that the high points often come before a crash and we prepare ourselves, even if it means hiding the high points is necessary to do it.
“I’m above ground,” is my usual reply.
Wow…. so true. My family therepist wants to wean me off of it since I haven’t been to a psych hospital in a year and I’m not horrribly suicidal. ?
EXACTLY
Yes I get so fucking scared to look okay. My mom made me stop taking the meds because she said I was “happy enough already”. Hah.
Just had an appointment much like this yesterday. I schedule a recurring monthly therapist appointment to make sure I’m maintaining, which was my idea and the therapist agreed. The worst thing about recurring depression is that even with experience, you don’t always know when it’s starting again. You get too deep in to acknowledge that the world didn’t go dark, it’s all you. The warning signs were so different on the most recent recurrence that I wasted time chasing down physiological problems when it was just the old black cloud in new guise.
Had a therapy appointment today and I wanted to tell her how much I’ve wanted to kill myself these past 2 weeks. Didn’t say anything. 🙁 I’ll never be happy again