Who else is fucking depressed

Who else is fucking depressed

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yup, got money and girls and still dont know how to be happy with myself :(

Stop this gay baiting, whoever (((you))) are

nope

depression is nothing, once your heart stop beating, you wont feel anything, because you are so tired

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Ye gonna kys myself soon

clinically

I haven't been happy since 6th grade. That was 15 fucking years ago.

i'm fucked in the head, i've been depressed since i was 6. meds and therapy don't help. i literally don't remember the last time that i've felt joy

I still am. Gets easier to deal with as you get older. Messed up childhood leads into messed up life and all that shit. Being on meds helps as well (Wellbutrin and Ritalin) but I also wasn't on them until mid 20s so no weird psycho killer shit. The wellbutrin has the nice effect of preventing smoking from activating your nicotine receptors so my habit is cut down to like 2 packs a month (it is still a habit every so often).

Fasting also helps. I'd encourage everyone to try a 24-36 hour fast. Sense of mental acuity goes up. You can weight lift while fasting (assuming you have spare body fat...) and still gain muscle if that's a concern.

Also try some hallucinogens in a quiet environment. You feel like a "golden noble being" on the right psychedelics. It's a joyful feeling.

Sir, this is a business and finance board, sir. Very good sir.

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Depression is business. It's the business of treatment, which is huge. It's the business of mind - ones own resources to act in business. It's the business of friends because we're all friends here.

But most importantly with depression on the rise, how do we profit from depression?

Human emotions interfere in the operation of business and finance. One might say a lot of the "JUSTed" threads and posts are proof of the dominance of emotional calculation in response to superficial signals.

If only "buy low sell high" was as simple as it sounds. Beyond all reality, we have a wish that the gods would just say "fuck it" and grant us a boon at a particular time. And seemingly people think that "this moment is when it happens!" and then get rektd.

dang; some actual advice emerges from this cesspool.

If only advice was as strong as the forces which propel our brains to cage us in depression. Without the wellbutrin I get stuck in a pit of despair. Without the ritalin, all my energy is unfocused and things are significantly less "satisfying/pleasurable".

The consolation I can give you is that it gets easier to deal with age and experience. There are still stretches of time where I binge on shitty food and jack off and play games to escape myself. But it does get easier as the intensity of intense pleasures subsides to the richness of more ordinary phenomena. Those nice quiet places seem to bloom with a richness you never saw. Ordinary sounds have their own music. Looking out onto a field during a sunny day starts to feel escatstic. Walking outside, for the sake of walking, with the breeze feels like a kingly luxury.

Being fit doesn't solve depression but it also makes it easier. But when it hits, my muscles falter before the sense of helplessness that strikes one and are useless for all the strength they could normally muster.

I used to be depressed af aswell, but everything changed when I came across the mighty ULTRA IO

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Do you have a job? How do you sustain yourself?

Former mil. Going to school on 9/11 bill for IT. Figure some stability would do good until I figure what I REALLY want to do with life.

Admittedly at the moment, it's somewhat of a luxury not to have to wage slave. BUT kinda miss professional office environments where people are actual professionals. One of the things that irked me about the mil was the level of absolute pettiness and chimp shit up the chain of command. It was shocking coming from working for on-their-shit lawyers.

Did you have a fucked childhood or is depression a mysterious outside invader for you?

>lifting at the gym
>im 5'10 166 lbs
>my eye contact with cutie
>look away
>she leaves
>one way out she talks to, probably 210 lb, jacked dude
>she's laughing

it's all so fucking pointless. i can never compare. it's always like this. why the fuck am i here

Im near death.

Its lingering, I can feel it. But its ok.

I don't know how I've made it this long. It's getting rapidly worse

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There seems to be a mental health epidemic and im right there with you.Something that helped me tremendously was drugs. Benzos and Alcohol, they give great benefits but will probably eventually lead to me blowing my brains out.

waaah i didnt get to become rich by sitting on my ass and do nothing. now i gotta work like literally everyone other person throughout humanity's entire history :(
kys parasite

I used to be depressed, I dont feel anything anymore

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Depression doesn't exist.

I thought I was really depressed then I started working with someone who I believe is clinically depressed. I just want to get the fuck out of here. Fuck sake man.

kek
Fast forward 10 years you are wagecucking again only because it helps to forget it all.

true story. Happened to me...

Weird thing it seems to happen to a lot of people after 40. Like my coworker made mad money back in the 80's and early 90's. Drove a fucking Countach, yet now he wagecucks and drinks himself to sleep.

then what are you?

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