List of things worth living for.
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How do you know that they haven't felt the way you do? Some people cope with mental illness, and start to feel better. You aren't the only one who has been depressed.
So true. I was so depressed in high school I nearly did the deed and ended it. I feel completely different now than I did then, and you probably wouldn't be able to tell that I was ever *that* bad, but I still try to help.
All we're saying is that you're only looking at the negative responses, which is definitely a symptom of your condition. You reaching out and asking for help is a HUGE step, but you need to try to read the responses from those of us who genuinely care and are really trying to help you!
Another huge step: if you ask for help be prepared to have people help.
Yeah, occasionally people on here can be @ssholes, but on topics like this, if you're being serious, people will take you seriously. Maybe re-read some of the responses and try to let the helpful ones sink in. You'll probably always struggle, but I hope that you can find some things on this thread helpful. I read them all, and there were some good ideas.
Just take it one day at a time. You're not going to just wake up tomorrow morning and feel that life is all sunshine and roses. Pick something to work on, like your attitude toward... I dunno... rainy days, and work on that until you feel you can add something else. That's what I've been trying to do and it has helped me Good luck.0 -
I'm the same way about feeling down and questioning Life. I thought my purpose was to draw and create art, but going to school kind've killed it. It was the only skill I had developed, and I felt useless even at that. Now, I'm trying to learn new tricks, but it's hard struggling through them when you're not very good. I have a hard time using other people as comparison instead of inspiration.
I'm picking up new hobbies and hoping that my new major will work: that I won't be terrible and useless to the world. I know that sounds silly when some people are struggling with the sick and dying or with money. However, self/esteem/worth/purpose is listed on Maslow's Heirarchy of human needs.
Right now, I'm living because:
I know I'm good for something. I just haven't figured it out yet.
I can't wait to see what I come up with. I want to watch myself improve.
I want to live for those I love. I want to see how they evolve. I couldn't imagine them not being with me in death. Not that I'd want them to die--I just couldn't imagine them being gone.
I want to see the light of day again. The world can be as beautiful as it is ugly. Sometimes that beauty is in the wrinkles of someone's smile or the smell of a candle. The color of the sun at 5pm. The taste of tea. A hearty laugh. The feeling of warm water slapping my aching back after a particularly exhausting day and then settling down in soft PJs. Falling on a rock after jogging and feeling the pain since I hadn't felt alive in a while, untouched. It reminds me that I am tougher than I think and am capable of healing.
I want to be able to do things I never thought I could.
I know I can help others out. I do stupid things to get a smile sometimes. So, worth it in the end. I hope I can help more people than harm.
Singing. I hope someday to do it in front of others and cheer them up. Lots of practice from my current point.
Death is defeat in my situation. For others who've lived their lives and done everything they could and say, want to see their family who died awhile ago, it could be a good ending. For me, that's not the case.
The only way I could get better was to realize no one would or could help me. My family tried. A doctor tried. They were helpful at times. Other times, they made it worse.0 -
If NOTHING else, your Kitty. -Seriously.0
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Things to live for:
Bacon
Roller coasters
Eating bacon on a roller coaster
Sharing bacon with your dog
But what got me through my darkest hours was spite. I was NOT going to let my demons win. Happy thoughts about butterflies and unicorn farts just don't cut it sometimes. Sometimes you have to be a Sith, sometimes you can afford to be a Jedi.0 -
Donuts and kolaches...0
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My kids...my wifey...GEEEETARS!0
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Sex0
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Sex
mmmmmmmmmmm whats that...0 -
Self esteem... It's one of those things that you don't realise you lost, until you get it back.0
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Craft beers, nice summer afternoons, deadlifts, cleans, power snatches, wods visiting old friends and having them comment on your weight loss, baseball, football, basketball games in the park, Playstation 4, growing old enough to shoplift and just say you're old and you forgot to pay. Trips to Europe, The iPhone 20, brunch, bacon, bacon, bacon and the fact that someone out there wants to see you live for a very long time0
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A book I love is called 10,000 Things to Praise God for, by Jan Lynette Dargatz. Get it, read it and circle or underline some of your favorites, make a list of, say 20 or so that are most meaningful to you, and post it around you. Your bathroom mirror, your desk at work/school, your bedroom wall--wherever you will see it a lot. Hold these things close to you.
And remember that there are people HERE who love you, who are praying for you and who would be devastated for you. This mom loves you and cares about you very much, honey. I just wish I could be closer to put my arms around you and say, "It's going to be okay. You can do it, you can get there."
I come from an abusive background and have struggled with depression for years, so I do know what I'm talking about. And I'm almost twice your age, so have enough life experience to say that this too, will pass. I know it doesn't seem like it now, but you can get past it. Give yourself credit for what you have done so far. And remember--you are loved.0 -
I am Type 1 Bipolar. I have an abused history where my parents have told me they wished I were dead. You are not alone.
I am currently on Lamictal, 400 mgs. It is, to date, the most stable medication I have been on. Over the last four years I have tried: Paxil, Zoloft, Amitryptiline, Temazpam, Abilify, Rispordal, Trazadone, and Hydroxozine. In writing this, I feel like I might have left a med or two out, but can't quite remember.
The point of this is that you need to keep trying - especially with medication. Bipolar by psychology is not enough. You will continue to spiral out of control. You will continue have suicide ideation. You will not get better. We have a chemical disorder. That requires chemical treatment. One - or two or three - bad experiences with medication does not warrant swearing off them completely. It is only an excuse.
And no - you do not get to hurt other people. You do not get to lash out at others because you were hurt. You do not get to do to others what was done to you. That is not allowed. You will not heal, you will not feel better, you will only be digging yourself further and further into self-hatred.
What they did to you does NOT give you permission to do the same to others. Being dealt that pain DOES NOT give you free reign to hurt other people. You do not have that right. It is unfair and it hurts and it is cosmically cruel that you have to live with it.
But you do. The more work you do on what they did to you, the easier it becomes not to hurt other people.
There is a danger to asking people you don't know what they are living for. It will remind you of what you do not have, which will make you feel worse. There are safer places for this line of questioning - which is a valid question. It will not help to toss it out to the general public.
Your parents - and likely other people - were abusers. Contemplating if they were right will not help you heal.
You have reached out which is admirable. But the help you will get here is not what you need. It will only add to the pile of "Well I tried this and it didn't work", when in reality, what you're trying CANNOT help. You are looking for hope in a place where people cannot give the kind of hope you need.
You don't stop here. You don't lay down the sword on the battlefield and accept your fate as one of never ending agony. You keep going. You keep trying. You. Just. Don't. Stop.
"If you're going through Hell - DON'T STOP. KEEP GOING." The wastelands of mental illness and the frustrations about treatment do not ever go away. No one will be able to make that promise to you and be able to keep it. But you can get better. You can rise out of it. You can reach ground zero and you can build up from there.
You just have to keep going. Find the right people. Find the right treatments. Be ready for both of those to change - our illness shifts (both chemical and mentally) - there will never be a place where it stays good all the time.
But you do not stop. You keep going.0 -
yourself!!!! you are worth it!0
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I'm someone that "think positive" has worked for. But it's not as simple as "think positive." It's really frickin hard work actively LOOKING for the positive when I know it's my natural inclination to see the negative first. Like doing a word-find puzzle. There will be words that jump out at you, but sometimes the word you're looking for is going to be backwards and diagonal. It's hard to find. But it's still there.0
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First and foremost, seek help.
Secondly, realize that for most those feeling are nothing more than chemicals in the body gone sack, so you cannot trust your feelings.
Third, meditate and start looking within for beauty and solace.
Lastly, volunteer and help others. That is the best medicine.
I would say, first and foremost: meditate.
I used to be a slave to how I felt.
But feelings are temporal and transient.
Meditation really changed my life.
It's worth a go.
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my kids! they need me!!0
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Things worth living for: seeing an ant on the sidewalk.
I believe death is the end. Most religions believe that even in afterlife, death is forever.
Either way, you will have the rest of time to be dead. A trillion, trillion years of dead. You will one day be dead forever, that much is unavoidable.
You will never again be able to crouch down on a sidewalk and stare at the marvel of design that is a tiny, segmented, six-legged ant, a little brute that can carry fifty times its weight.
All of everything goes away when you die, and you can't get it back.
The list of things to live for is infinite. The list of things to die for is very short indeed. The list of things to kill yourself over is the shortest list of all. Sooner sell all your things and buy a plane ticket to an island paradise somewhere; set up a smoothie stand and live out your days there. Do a million and one things before tearing up your tickets to life.
You will not get a second chance if you leave.0 -
First and foremost, seek help.
Secondly, realize that for most those feeling are nothing more than chemicals in the body gone sack, so you cannot trust your feelings.
Third, meditate and start looking within for beauty and solace.
Lastly, volunteer and help others. That is the best medicine.
Totally agree. Your happiness comes from inside. Learn to meditate. It will change your life in ways you cannot even imagine. It feeds the soul.0 -
Sunrise and sunset.
Looking out over a rarely touched landscape away from everyone and everything that this world has become. Then finding your place in it.0 -
I am Type 1 Bipolar. I have an abused history where my parents have told me they wished I were dead. You are not alone.
I am currently on Lamictal, 400 mgs. It is, to date, the most stable medication I have been on. Over the last four years I have tried: Paxil, Zoloft, Amitryptiline, Temazpam, Abilify, Rispordal, Trazadone, and Hydroxozine. In writing this, I feel like I might have left a med or two out, but can't quite remember.
The point of this is that you need to keep trying - especially with medication. Bipolar by psychology is not enough. You will continue to spiral out of control. You will continue have suicide ideation. You will not get better. We have a chemical disorder. That requires chemical treatment. One - or two or three - bad experiences with medication does not warrant swearing off them completely. It is only an excuse.
And no - you do not get to hurt other people. You do not get to lash out at others because you were hurt. You do not get to do to others what was done to you. That is not allowed. You will not heal, you will not feel better, you will only be digging yourself further and further into self-hatred.
What they did to you does NOT give you permission to do the same to others. Being dealt that pain DOES NOT give you free reign to hurt other people. You do not have that right. It is unfair and it hurts and it is cosmically cruel that you have to live with it.
But you do. The more work you do on what they did to you, the easier it becomes not to hurt other people.
There is a danger to asking people you don't know what they are living for. It will remind you of what you do not have, which will make you feel worse. There are safer places for this line of questioning - which is a valid question. It will not help to toss it out to the general public.
Your parents - and likely other people - were abusers. Contemplating if they were right will not help you heal.
You have reached out which is admirable. But the help you will get here is not what you need. It will only add to the pile of "Well I tried this and it didn't work", when in reality, what you're trying CANNOT help. You are looking for hope in a place where people cannot give the kind of hope you need.
You don't stop here. You don't lay down the sword on the battlefield and accept your fate as one of never ending agony. You keep going. You keep trying. You. Just. Don't. Stop.
"If you're going through Hell - DON'T STOP. KEEP GOING." The wastelands of mental illness and the frustrations about treatment do not ever go away. No one will be able to make that promise to you and be able to keep it. But you can get better. You can rise out of it. You can reach ground zero and you can build up from there.
You just have to keep going. Find the right people. Find the right treatments. Be ready for both of those to change - our illness shifts (both chemical and mentally) - there will never be a place where it stays good all the time.
But you do not stop. You keep going.
Just bumping this particular post to increase the likelihood that it is not overlooked.0 -
To know Him, to Love Him and to Serve Him. That is what you were created for....Him is God by the way...Happy Good Friday.0
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Hummus, and puppies to play with while I eat my hummus.
Sounds messy. I have hummus and a 75 lb. lab collie cross who aspires to be a lap dog. Close enough.0 -
The love of my life, my future kids, my job, my family,.......0
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LIFE is worth living, never give up, darkness is now present for a reason to help you grow and it will pass!
So many amazing things worth living for:
Sunsets & sunrises
Fresh air in my lungs
Ocean, rivers & lakes
Dogs
Delicious food
Wine
Family
Music
Art
Naps & sleeping in
I hope you feel better soon! :flowerforyou:0 -
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Disney. Seriously.
I love love love Disneyland.
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Aside from the obvious of my husband, family, friends...
my cats. long walks on a nice, sunny day. and frozen yogurt.0 -
Football
Sex
Great healthy food
Sex
Family
Friends
Sex
Camping
Hunting
Sex
Nascar
Golf
Sex
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The feel of being pinned to the seat back in a 400+ HP street car.
The shakes you get after going WAY too fast on a motorcycle.
And, as corney as it sounds, helping others. There is something about lending a hand, literaly or emotionaly, that makes you feel like, at least that one day, you were able to help someone else.0
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