How do you fight depression? - Let's help each other

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but beyond some of the basics, I feel like the mindset of more consuming equalling more happiness is one of the primary drivers of modern unhappiness.

Those are all very nice things you listed, but theyre all pretty simple and stuff you do from childhood. Im trying to create a family, learn and master skills, and have a healthy work/life balance, most of which require a moderately high steady income.

I think most of todays unhappiness is driven by poor sleep/diet/health, focusing on the pointless and fleeting material things in life, and trying to find purpose/fulfillment in the rat race.
 
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So as to how I fought and beat my depressive periods took awhile to figure out but it kinda came down to a few different things:

For starters I think one of the biggest changes was going from working nights to working days. Humans are not supposed to be nocturnal and while you can stay up till 5am and sleep all day, all that time in darkness takes its affect. Especially if the place you're living isn't clean and isn't well lit.

My first apartment was like this. I was living with my two best friends but I worked second shift at a shitty job and wouldn't get home till 1AM at the earliest. We were teenage males and keeping things clean wasn't always the highest priority. I didn't make a lot of money so if a few light bulbs died, they often stayed dead. Spending your entire life in dim light really does have a big effect.

The next thing is diet. If you're living on shitty food, prepackaged frozen trash, etc. you will feel bad. Learn to cook. Buy fresh ingredients. Contrary to Jersh's beliefs you can get good, fresh products in most places in the US.

Think of it like this: Taste is one of your five senses. You wouldn't subject yourself to shitty music, you wouldn't inflict pain on yourself for no reason, you wouldn't force yourself to smell fetid rot, you wouldn't look at things you find revolting. You shouldn't ingest things that are awful either. Even a single good meal a day will make a huge difference.

That kinda stuff is like the most basic of the basic. Small changes like that will make a difference, but there's still things that I needed to change overall, this is how it worked out for me:

I had to come to some particular conclusions about why my days felt so bad. I was 6' and weighed 135 pounds. I was retardedly in love with a 6/10 girl who didn't give a shit about me and was actively malicious in my life. I lived in a dingy environment where I was literally cold 9 months out of the year because it snowed fucking constantly. I spent all my time grinding a video game latter because I was gonna be the next big Starcraft player if I could just play a bit more.

How I changed that:

I started eating well and went to the gym. I gained 50 pounds. While I still wanted the 6/10 girl, her constant malicious bitchiness didn't really matter when 7 and 8/10 girls who thought I was a degenerate skeleton before actually saw me as someone working on themselves and looking good. The common observation went from "He's too skinny and sick looking" to "he has really pretty eyes."

I moved back in with my parents, which temporarily sucked, but it let me get into a cleaner, better environment while I got my shit together.

I got fired from my shitty over night job and started a manufacturing job and then a job in a bakery. It took a year but I managed to improve my mood a lot just by changing my daily habits.

I got a goal shortly there after, one that would change my life: Get strong enough to join the Military. It took 9 months but I did that, and while the Military ended up not working out due to an injury in my third week in training, the training, the discipline, leaving my comfort zone, and forcing myself out of the comfortable rut I was in recontextualized my life. I was now confident enough to move forward.

That left one issue: The 6/10 girl. My last conversation with her was the night I left for basic. I was scared, I was leaving my home, my family, my friends. Possibly to never return. I text her looking for comfort and she was just a heartless bitch about it. It made me realize how ugly she was, that when someone was reaching out of assurance, even just plutonic assurance, she couldn't even be bothered to be supportive. I can honestly say I haven't talked to her, or even wanted to since that night.

Finally, what do I do on a particularly bad day: Like what if my pet dies or my wife and I have a fight?

I let myself feel shitty for a day. I don't try to hide from the anger, or the sadness or the frustration. I let myself feel and understand why I feel the way I feel, and then I move on from it. Whatever is, shall be, and once I've felt it, I don't need to dwell on it. I move on.

Solutions don't arise from inactivity or passivity. You have to be willing to be the change you want to see in your own life.
 
How to no longer be depressed:
Step one:
Develop delusions of grandeur/divinity: "I am Literally God"
Step two: Literal God would be able to do anything and be anyone. Do whatever shit you need to do to have a better life.
Step three: You are no longer depressed because your life is better and you are also Literally God, you are incredible and too awesome to be sad, self-loathing, or lethargic.

Genuinely works. Just keep an eye out for manic episodes, going too hard on Literally God can make you stay up for days at a time and do dangerous shit. So be careful.
 
Two or three times a week i must stifle the advances of a beautiful woman and it is a pain i know i must live with and tolerate on my own, in the end you do it all on your own and the psychological burden dents and changes you sometimes for the better other times not. Just try not to hurt anyone and if neccesarry realize your deppression is in actuality a twisted pre occupation with yourself, and really who would want to sit around thinking about themselves all day?

A self absorbed person would.
 
I start new projects and try to learn new skills or further develop the ones I have. I also force myself to reach out to friends or get out of the house. If I sit alone in the dark watching TV or movies endlessly it only worsens how I feel
 
I would like to say that simply recommending that a depressed person should try drugs such as psychedelics without any other guidance is dangerous. Even with guidance it is still risky.

I view psychedelics as a way for a healthy person to stay healthy rather than a treatment for someone who is sick.

You could end up making things much much worse.
 
Depends on your perspective. If you aren't gay, just say depression is gay and you'll disassociate it with. I guess it would work if you're gay and you say depression is straight.
 
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Actually went to therapy for the first time the other day. Despite my friend making fun of me for thinking depression is real (he is a tatetard) I went anyways and it was actually a very healing experience for me. I met with this big guy and we sat down and talked about my life and how I feel. After completing all of the questions he had on his computer, he said I was exhibiting signs of minor depression and anxiety. This makes a bit of sense since I've been worrying about feeling disconnected from the world since the beginning of summer. Also, my mom just so happens to have anxiety, so maybe its hereditary or something. I would encourage anybody really to go as talking about your shit with somebody is actually very calming and worth your time.
 
Buy a motorcycle. There's a reason they're a popular choice for a mid-life crisis. They get great (mostly) gas mileage, they're an excellent conversation starter, and most importantly, being on two wheels is one of the greatest sensations you can experience. Ever have a dream where you were literally flying at ground level? This is as close as you'll ever come. I've met some of my closest friends through riding and it's honestly what pulled me out of my depressive slump.

You don't have to buy an absolute dick missile for your first bike (would strongly advise against it), buy something small you can manhandle and build confidence on. It's significantly easier to get yourself into shit (legally and mortally) on a more powerful bike and you'll more than likely be leaving performance on the table by not having the riding skillset you can only get through experience. An experienced rider on a 600cc can ride much harder and more confidently than an inexperienced rider on a liter bike.

As an added bonus (in my experience anyways), I have yet to run across a troon, but I may just chalk that up to my region's ideological demographic.



To be fair, I don't blame Robin Williams' actions here are at. He was starting to show signs of dementia and loss of cognitive function, so he checked out when he saw the writing on the wall.

Out of all of the ailments that come with age, I fear dementia the most. Having creaky bones or the constant shits is one thing, losing your memories and forgetting the names of the ones closest to you is an entirely different beast. Given how rich of a life experience he had, it was an absolutely tragic way for it to end.

Your memories and your connections are your most valuable possessions, to have them ripped away is a fate I wouldn't wish on anyone, especially not someone who brought so much warmth and entertainment to the world.

Fuck I miss him, bros.
 
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Since I cannot be found dead expressing negative emotions at work nor with people I socialize with since no one really listens. I just listen to music that fits my mood, the worse I feel the more intense the music (Something like Intig if I feel pretty down). Music helps me mentally "ooze" out my negative emotions and then I start focusing on small achievable goals so I could prove to myself that I can still continue. I achieve little goal after little goal each one being a bit more difficult than the last. Eventually by keeping myself mentally and physically occupied the depressive period passes by and I continue to function till the next time I get into a bad mental space. Clinical depression isn't something you beat forever but pushing yourself to actually be mentally and physically active helps you from wallowing in a pit of despair. Even the smallest sense of accomplishment can be the difference between feeling better or worse.
 
The number one thing that has made the biggest short-term difference for me is being respectful of and listening to my physical body.

Might sound retarded from the outside but if you're in the midst of a depressive state the absolute best thing is to remind yourself of the body you are inhabiting. Refocussing your attention on the present is immensely powerful and is something that requires extremely minimal investment. I find that trying to listen to the silence of the world around me is enough to snap me back to the present.

Exercise is also included here. Don't let the /fit/bros put you off, exercising just enough that I get some moderate sweat and can feel the burn the next day can boost my mood for multiple days. "Just lift bro" is terrible advice, "also lift bro" is invaluable.

Another thing that you might need to read is that it's ok to not have your every need met at all times. You're not a video game character trying to keep your food and water bars at 100 as often as possible. Besides being sharper and more alert when hungry, having a scarcity mindset is bad for your mental health. Either method above is a good way to bring yourself back to reality and free yourself from these false needs that are really just a symptom of disordered thinking.

Finally on the topic of porn I've found that bringing this awareness towards your masturbation is an amazing way of becoming content to go without using it in ways you aren't happy with.

Descending far enough to understand why you feel the need to jerk off then pulling yourself out through this self-awareness is easier, more sustainable and makes you feel personally better than trying to brute force the urges away with whatever fad NoFap method is currently popular.

Applying this awareness is also an almost guaranteed way to get yourself off the porn pipeline if you're masturbating to fetish shit you're ashamed of. You might even realise why you're masturbating to it too, compulsive porn usage is generally deeper than just liking the feel.

As a bonus you can come to understand what you feel comfortable masturbating to and how often you feel comfortable doing it when you actually want to fap, while also understanding how to better channel that sexual energy into other pursuits when you don't want to.

Understand that you also need to focus on the mental/emotional side of yourself as well but those are long term projects, working on your physical body has so far given me the best immediate results.
 
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I just try to keep myself busy enough that I don't think about things more depressing than anyone without depression could possibly imagine.
 
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I've been taking a long break from the forum because of an unexpected life event. Without going into it too much and over exposing myself it involved a death in the family. I haven't been feeling quite right for a while and the times where I think I do feel alright I'm not sure if I'm just coping. The only way I can sort of describe it is like imagine thinking your fractured has finished healing, but when you take a step it doesn't feel quite right. You can't exactly explain what's wrong, but it just doesn't feel right.

Lately I've had trouble opening up about it to anyone other than people I'm very close with.
 
I've been taking a long break from the forum because of an unexpected life event. Without going into it too much and over exposing myself it involved a death in the family. I haven't been feeling quite right for a while and the times where I think I do feel alright I'm not sure if I'm just coping. The only way I can sort of describe it is like imagine thinking your fractured has finished healing, but when you take a step it doesn't feel quite right. You can't exactly explain what's wrong, but it just doesn't feel right.

Lately I've had trouble opening up about it to anyone other than people I'm very close with.

Lost a few people and I got the exact same feeling. It’s like your bone healed, but there’s a bump you always feel because it set a little off. Or it leaves a bit of pain after putting weight on it, even if fully healed.

You move on without them, but life is worse as a whole, without them.

Sorry you’re going through it.
 
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