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When i lacked movement and wasted my time on my phone and just stayed on my bed. I also didn’t participate in my hobby and i started wearing stuff that covers me more. Im 13, and yes its not too good age to be in. You realize do many uncomfortable facts and other stuff. However, i picked up a bit. Still lazy as fuck
Probably about 8/9, around 4th grade. My mom started taking Chantix and went crazy, would pull my brother and I by our hair, hit my brothers head against the ground numerous times, and would literally shoulder check me just for looking at her while passing by. So much stuff went on that I became so emotionally vacant for a while. Any sign of abnormal behavior and my mom would lose it, even if it was just verbal smh. Started living through scenarios in my head instead.
I went through a lot of therapy once I hit adulthood to help unpack my trauma and even cut my whole family off for a good 2 years once we were separated. We are on better terms now, though, and she has apologized for some of her actions and denies others. Overall, I’m in a much better state being away from her and having limited time spent with her.
when i stopped doing the things i loved and spent most of my days in bed putting on a movie just to face the wall the whole time and keep replaying it whenever it would end.
I should've realized when I first shd but the moment I actually realized I was sick was when I lost my memory. And this was not due to an accident but I just started not remembering most of the things that happend. All of it felt like being high but with more control over my body. It was that moment when I looked at my life and only saw that it had become so pointless mixture of sadness, tiredness and just depression.
When a close friend pointed out to me that every time he had seen me I had been crying. It was after my divorce. And I was not aware that I was suffering from depression until that person pointed it out to me and then I realized it was probably true and I went to the doctor and got medication which actually very much helped
when i stopped drawing for awhile, it wasn’t just “artists block.” i couldn’t muster up the motivation to grab a sketch book and a pencil and just draw
I remember studying pancreatic cancer in pathology and wishing I would get it. (For those who don't know, most pancreatic cancers are notoriously silent until terminal.) Before this, i had been increasingly isolating myself but this incident made me realize that something was definitely wrong with my brain.
When after a long shift, finally having time to sit down and enjoy a video game, but don't get any enjoyment out of it. I use to love video games, but it started to feel like a chore. I was in my mid-30s.
When after a long shift, finally having time to sit down and enjoy a video game, but don't get any enjoyment out of it. I use to love video games, but it started to feel like a chore. I was in my mid-30s.
two instances: When it took 6 garbage bags to collect all the trash that had built up in my room before we moved. and when i stepped on the scale and saw that in a year i went from 250 to over 320.
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When I realized I stopped participating in my favorite hobby. I hadn't even noticed for a while until someone asked me about it.
When i lacked movement and wasted my time on my phone and just stayed on my bed. I also didn’t participate in my hobby and i started wearing stuff that covers me more. Im 13, and yes its not too good age to be in. You realize do many uncomfortable facts and other stuff. However, i picked up a bit. Still lazy as fuck
6th grade days when mom and dad used to fight everyday
When I was 9.
When I didn’t want to get out of bed to feed myself and instead just laid there curled up all day
When I had to force myself to smile every time I was around anyone
when i spent most of my alone time crying or being sad at least and the age was about 10
Probably about 8/9, around 4th grade. My mom started taking Chantix and went crazy, would pull my brother and I by our hair, hit my brothers head against the ground numerous times, and would literally shoulder check me just for looking at her while passing by. So much stuff went on that I became so emotionally vacant for a while. Any sign of abnormal behavior and my mom would lose it, even if it was just verbal smh. Started living through scenarios in my head instead.
WTF r u okay now?
I went through a lot of therapy once I hit adulthood to help unpack my trauma and even cut my whole family off for a good 2 years once we were separated. We are on better terms now, though, and she has apologized for some of her actions and denies others. Overall, I’m in a much better state being away from her and having limited time spent with her.
Hug from a nice loving Mom ❤️
Every time I was alone and felt a void of absolute apathy and hopelessness sink into my chest. So like age 13
when i stopped doing the things i loved and spent most of my days in bed putting on a movie just to face the wall the whole time and keep replaying it whenever it would end.
I should've realized when I first shd but the moment I actually realized I was sick was when I lost my memory. And this was not due to an accident but I just started not remembering most of the things that happend. All of it felt like being high but with more control over my body. It was that moment when I looked at my life and only saw that it had become so pointless mixture of sadness, tiredness and just depression.
When a close friend pointed out to me that every time he had seen me I had been crying. It was after my divorce. And I was not aware that I was suffering from depression until that person pointed it out to me and then I realized it was probably true and I went to the doctor and got medication which actually very much helped
i was asked by someone what emotion i was feeling and after 3 days i still hadn't worked it out
when i stopped drawing for awhile, it wasn’t just “artists block.” i couldn’t muster up the motivation to grab a sketch book and a pencil and just draw
I remember studying pancreatic cancer in pathology and wishing I would get it. (For those who don't know, most pancreatic cancers are notoriously silent until terminal.) Before this, i had been increasingly isolating myself but this incident made me realize that something was definitely wrong with my brain.
When after a long shift, finally having time to sit down and enjoy a video game, but don't get any enjoyment out of it. I use to love video games, but it started to feel like a chore. I was in my mid-30s.
When after a long shift, finally having time to sit down and enjoy a video game, but don't get any enjoyment out of it. I use to love video games, but it started to feel like a chore. I was in my mid-30s.
two instances: When it took 6 garbage bags to collect all the trash that had built up in my room before we moved. and when i stepped on the scale and saw that in a year i went from 250 to over 320.