抑郁症,我宁愿睡觉

我真的不知道从哪里开始,但我会努力。我是一个男性在我的20年中,我感到很惭愧我的缺乏战斗能力这个深度抑郁。我有时感到乐观,但然后我开始打自己精神。我觉得无用的和绝望。我相信和爱上帝,如果有谁能理解我,和我说话请短信我六十四万六千五百八十八一千二百八十三。谢谢你！

的确是的,合规/坚持药物规定由专业人士始终是一个选择。拒绝接受你的药物(或减少他们自己),看看会发生什么。如果你psyschiatrist不符合您的需求找到别人或别的东西。如果你不满意你的生活方式是改变它。我独立生活,保持同一个雇主工作了33年。我有1双相情感障碍。我们身体、精神和spiritial生物。有时不仅仅是疾病造成的问题……俗话说,“直到你在我的鞋子走了一英里……”

我个人观点,精神病医生的治疗和处方与..................的抑郁病人的更多严重镇静&完全太强大的抗抑郁的滥用而不是一个诚实的真实或正确治疗精神病人的他们列为郁闷条件需要治疗吗?现在智力你诚实地告诉我如何在神的..............绿色地球可以治疗,修复、纠正或扭转精神抑郁沮丧难过的转储耐心的w /药物的镇静作用的和严重的精神病医生的处方抗抑郁的,只有更多的严重稳重&完全敲他们睡一整天不在&获得奖金的磅脂肪的重量不到3月后规定?他们几乎一天24小时睡眠后接受治疗的精神病学家..................这是对...............下降加足马力滥用!你自己抑郁病人的性格所以停止...................听话和兼容和盲目愿意流行什么心理医生给你开的w /自己首先也形成一个意见,药物使你的身体感觉如何?你长大成熟的成年人,有每一个该死的拒绝你的收缩的药丸和简单地告诉你的医生没有和你不舒服w /他开给你的药物和他需要尝试另一个镇静和疲劳抑郁药,因为你只是有点无助的6岁的小男孩和你拒绝他的治疗,直到他规定一种药物逆转和减少你的抑郁,不包括镇静或过于严重减缓你好像你的社区的其他人似乎喝醉了酒精流口水& &砸挂着你的舌头沿着你的下巴,你跌倒和摆动笨拙和像醉酒懒汉全城在害怕的瞪着冲击和娱乐笑和可能导致你被路过的车下午5点沉重的交通高峰时间,因为你的过度用药和严重镇静抗抑郁剂的物理状态的规定解除你的悲伤情绪&或缓解和治疗和扭转你的抑郁........................ ..................该死的是绝不可能纠正也不被治疗w / ..................................松了一口气更多的镇静剂&或严重精神抗抑郁剂................镇静过度疲劳这些年来被&可能将继续滥用精神抑郁患者,直到他们意识到他们有权利拒绝收缩的镇静剂和拒绝过度镇静和睡眠诱导脂肪获得药物,鼓励他们几乎每天睡他们的整个生活,以免是体细胞杂种家人或精神的员工都配备了螺母病房住院的锁定行为健康精神卫生医院& w /这些镇静药物呈现精神病人的少打扰或口头或身体上的负担,因为他们都是由这些抗抑郁剂..................呈现昏迷&睡超过16小时内的任何时间跨度每天因此使其更容易交流和交易w /家庭&或护士当锁定在一个住院病人精神螺母病房翼....................滥用&绝对没有这该死的补救措施扭转.............抑郁症吗?该死的你精神病人需要开始说不拒绝流行镇静剂和抗抑郁剂.................疲于奔命锻炼你的作为..............这该死的权利成人................. &简单地说没有你的................drug pushing Psychiatric doctors! ~~Hollister Ann Horn~~

当我沮丧,通常这些天我躺在沙发上睡觉,因为我可以睡觉或做任何事情我不能在我的现实生活。因此我的现实生活变得越来越困难。我几乎失去了所有的动力做日常的事情。
喜欢睡觉,我带了有时看电视把我的注意力从困扰我的关注其他事情,幻想。有一天,我正在看电视上的狗语者。很沮丧的狗不能哄不如何走出一个非常舒适的客厅里的椅子上。他不停地跑回它每一次他的主人把他拖出去。我完全认同这个可怜地悲伤的狗。然后我看着Ceasar米兰慢慢地让他的状态,这让我想起了类似他的方法是我曾经的治疗师。我轻轻地,一直不得不被迫起床和做一些其他比躺在那里生活和睡眠。然后我鼓励让做一个现实的计划每天做别的事,除了睡觉。然后第二天我获得赞扬我做的完成(我不是告诫我并没有做什么)。日复一日,慢慢地建立在我成功无论多么小,学习不专注于失败我设法远离沙发上足够长的时间来生活,而不只是忍受。 By the way, Ceasar Milan has also suffered mental illness...
我相信上帝使用谁之类的他有时会叫醒我们

第一次读到这。完美的描述,漂亮的措辞。谢谢你！

黛安娜,你的评论缺乏抑郁而做梦真的打我。我在我的梦想永远不会沮丧,事实上,有一个很精彩的生活当我睡觉。这是我们睡觉的原因之一?如果梦是潜意识的反映为什么不是我们的抑郁/桶中表达呢?还有一件事思考……

今天我最小的儿子16岁生日。我有六个孩子结婚27年。过去三年我一直没有我的家人。我们是
有福。我被送到监狱的空头支票后严重的躁狂发作
我现在成了罪人,知道人会雇佣我。我在一个小房间三年所有不是由我自己睡一天的觉。我需要帮助的人
给我打电话,我感觉抑郁。我54岁我想要回我的妻子和孩子。610-504-2930。我是如此接近死亡

我搜索和寻找的原因我不感到沮丧当我的梦想。我想知道发生了什么化学和生理上我的大脑为什么。当然,我试着尽可能多的屁股睡觉。我有问题所以我有止痛药和抗焦虑的药物,可以让我出去。当我醒来时,整个胸口的疼痛很难处理。我甚至在两个抑郁症药物。这一切都始于创伤后应激障碍。我不知道除了痛苦当我清醒。对我来说正变得越来越困难假“okayness”足够的白天函数在我的一小部分时间工作。我用的是一个人的心里充满了喜悦和鲜花和爱。 It's nothing but holes. I attend therapy weekly just to make it week to week. Does anyone know the "mechanics" of feeling normal during dreams?

我50多分我是男人,我是焦虑骑我缺乏任务谋生的能力。
我的睡眠来躲避担心失去我的家? ? ?
我没有能量或者开车出去工作来修复我的财务状况,并告诉自己我将赶上以后,我感觉更好。
我可以睡15个小时平均每天有多达20个小时睡就不认为的问题似乎是一个伟大的山让我独自。
我的抑郁症带来的虫胶驱动起来负责,带来金融问题导致焦虑当我失去一切,我困了! ! !
我寻求帮助,以药物为抑郁和焦虑和类在抑郁和焦虑,希望尽快再次函数,是我以前的交际花。
我对药物不起床是一个过程,强迫自己起床rithum再次。
我对失败的恐惧如此糟糕我想躲起来,吃和睡在舒适,直到抗抑郁药在复苏开始工作,希望最好的。
祝我好运,因为我你们:)

嘿Alexis。我很抱歉你在生活中面临的损失。生活是一种痛苦的旅途愉快。在我看来心灵旅行。我们面临的心痛日常经历并不容易。在你的生活中你会发现有人神奇的女人,但是我们最终必须解决在自己,每个人的生活总有一天会死去,孤独终老。(全新)
我在这里作为一个朋友!我也面临许多艰难的试验我的旅行到目前为止,结婚,离婚,富裕贫穷,所有在十年内实现。但我要告诉你一件事。生活还在继续。我们将再次生活的伟大(时刻)在这凡人的生活。我醒来今天发生的一些疯狂的疯狂的想法在我的梦。因此,这里有我。你看起来像一个甜蜜的女孩亚历克西斯,我们都渴望爱,我知道我做的事。独处是一种不可避免的恐惧。保持你的头我亲爱的。 Good things are only to come :) I love being asleep because it does, it blocks out the pain from reality. But I can see that is me, being fearful of this one oppurtunity at this mortal life! Fishing, basketball, outdoors, laughing at silly MOMENTS :) falling in and out of love. I promise girly, there are billions of guys out there that would be lucky just to get to know you. Do things that you enjoy, do something for you! You have a sweet heart that has been hurt, but is still beating!
生活不是你呼吸的,
但令人屏息的时刻…

我沮丧。我的救济所有的痛苦是睡觉,但晚上我想哭,但是当我睡着了,我再也不想醒来,因为不知道我每天晚上都不相同的。
这一切开始的时候,当我在一个年轻的年龄。总是看到我的父母激烈战斗。我知道他们迟早要离婚,妈妈有外遇,它的发生而笑。我不得不处理它。他们离婚了。我不得不接受的我的生活不同,新人类将接手我父亲的卷,因为妈妈总是赢得custardy孩子。
分手时,我们搬了房子,我的妈妈发生了变化。和她的男朋友是可怕的。我的意思。暴力。仇恨。
我的母亲变成了这个怪物。她和他都骂我。和暴力伤害我。我被告知我很胖。我正在经历一个艰难的生活的一部分,我不得不接受在学校被欺负膨胀。我妈妈和她的男朋友决定要一个孩子。我的妈妈是一个男友的前妻physcho路径。她跟着美国和很多其他的东西。我们必须坚持与她。有一天我听到我妈妈在车祸,她怀孕了。我妈妈生我妹妹…死了。 she died. i was looking forward to seeing and watching my new little sister. but that time never came. further on in the year, my great nanna, who i was very extremely close with, died. i still miss her to this day, i dearly miss her smile. i miss her smell. i miss the advice and long talks we had, i miss her coffee and i miss how she used to give me jelly beans out her jelly bean bar. i miss how we used to knit scarves together. i miss how she loved me and i loved her. i miss how she was all i had at the time. i saw her dead body in the cophen which was a mistake, i wish i said my goodbyes to the nanna i remembered her as. not as the dead version. it toar my heart out into a million pieces. and shaded it and stabbed me in the heart and left me to bleed. further on, in life, i got verbally and violently child abused by both my mum and my stepdad. later on down the track, i fell in love with this guy. he was something different, i know i was only 11 years old, but i knew it was more than just a helpless crush. he was all i thought and cared about, he was all that made me smile. i spoke to him every single night. but then something changed. he started to ignore me all the time because i became obsess with him. he blocked mde on social media for roughly 5 months. throughout the middle stage of those 5 months my stepdad developed cancer. it effected my whole entire family, all the hospital visits, questioning his life time, witnessing him in a comah, him pale,him sick, him struggling, him ill. him connected to all these tubes, my little sister will grow up without a father, i could not let my siblings go through more pain, as i thought about how much we have all already been through, although i lost all love and respect for my mother as everyday i took punches, words and hits from her, enough was enough, i was damaged. clearly. i started to take cuts to my skin, school didn’t make anything any better. still being in love with the one guy that wanted nothing to do with me. few moments onwards, he unblocks me on social media, after like 5 months, and suddenly takes interest in talking to me. and because i am 1 year below him, i was in primary (year 7) and he was in high school (year 8) so i didn’t know anything about his school life. but me being crazy in love with him, obviously seazed at the chance i had to be with him. but not knowing about his school life what i didn’t know was that he had a girlfriend, but she didn’t know me and i didn’t know her, so hew as smart and came to realise he could use and play us both without us finding out he is 2 timing us. eventually i found out, but he broke it off with her and stayed with me which made me feel special. my stepdad still having cancer and me still getting abused at home, everything was pretty rough, me and him last a few months together, then everything fucked up. after a few months, there came the day everyone was dreading. my stepdad died. cancer took him. and we all suffered the pain of death. but i suffered a different kind to everyone else, despite the grief i also had hatred aching inside me, the fact he just got the easy way out, he abused me all those years, and just got the easy way out, and his last few words he said to me as he took his last few breaths he held my hand and apologised for all the horrible things he ever did to me and said to me, and said he will always love me and look down on me, it toad me apart, why couldn’t he be this nice earlier, why did it take cancer to show is true colours. its all my fault everyday that he ever abused me i wished him dead. my wish came true. it haunts me for the rest of my life.well the day my dad died, i go to my boyfriends house ( the guy i have lasted with for a few months) and that same day he asked out a different girl that morning, and that night he invites me over, and wanted sex from me, buti wouldn’t go that far, so he dumps me, and he had already got a new girlfriend that morning so thats the second girl he has cheated on with me. i felt so depressed and fucked up that night, the day my stepdad died and he dumped me. how worthless, and depressed do you think someone who experienced that would be? i didn’t want to live. i wanted to be taken above where pain does not exist. from then on, i was seriously drowned in depression, and i had an eating disorder where when i looked in the mirror all i saw was discust, and i tried to starve myself, but then got over that sooner or later.
2个月开始从这个新年,高中的时候,我看到那个家伙。在学校。每天。仍然和他的女朋友()他甩了我,我仍然深爱着他,即使他已经把我的一切,然后几个月后,他再次显示了对我的兴趣,但是我们一开始只是朋友,但每次我和他只是朋友不能工作,其超过朋友或者敌人。甚至知道他有女友,我无法控制我的感情,让他跟我欺骗他的女朋友。我们连接,他指责我。更不用说这家伙是一样的家伙的家伙我一直爱着这个时间,然后他的谎言,自从他指责我。所以我收集他使用我。他撒了谎,从此不理我。当我和他做过的一切总是对我意味着什么。 then we didn’t talk for a couple of months. then he dumped his girlfriend and got a new girlfriend, then me and him started talking again (this was only a couple of months ago from now) we started off as just friends but that only lasted all of a few days, we just can’t control ourselves when in contact with each other there is just something there. and me once again, letting him use me, i let him cheat on this 3rd girlfriend, with me, but this time it wasn’t just a hookup or me getting fingered, this was only a few days ago from now, even know he has a girlfriend, me and him had sex. he cheated on a 3rd different girl. an i let him all once again. and this time i am more hurt and broken and depressed than ever before because we went all the way. i thought he was the one. i gave him my everything. and now he is ignoring my messages and ever since he has ignored me. feel worthless and used. and i feel sick. and i have lost my appetite. i stay up all hours of the night and early morning in hope for him to message me, but that message never comes. he is the only person on earth that i love and need to make me complete and happy. my wrists and arms are full of scars, and i would just like to update the present moments of my life to these days, my mum has already had a new boyfriend for like 6 months now. and she has already moved on and it has only been like 9 months since my stepdad died. and i hate how she already has a new boyfriend. :’( and not to mention, my step-grandpa which is basically my grandpa, has cheated and left my grandma, and now i never see him ever and he has unfriended me on Facebook and doest even make effort to keep in contact with me and i don’t see my cousins or family form that side of the family anymore, and not to mention the fact that my real grandpa died when i was like 1 yrs old. and i have never been able to see him, and people still question it to this day if he was murdered or not. this is my life, i am alexis. i suffer form depression, and i have only recently come to realise that I’m an emo, but trapped in a body covered in fake smiles, makeup, slutty clothes and scars of hurt and broken pieces of my heart. i struggle to find someone who understands me and how i feel. i feel like cutting cos its addicting now, its like my drug and the scars show who i am. and my heart has been put through so much, its numb and in need of that one guy to cure me. i live off tears, and heart ache. i need the cure, and i knw what my cure is more than anyone else does, and I’m telling you now, its just for that guy to feel the same way about me, because i need love. and no matter how many times people say it or how many people say it, ‘’people care’’ ‘’your not alone’’. well i actually am. because who is here when I’m crying? no one. who is here when I’m cutting? no one. ho is here when I’m getting beaten? no one. who is here when i scream? no one. who is here when I’m silent? no one. who is here when no one is here? no one. i just need his love, because atlwast that can repair the damage he has made. everything else and all my past trauma is un fixable only he can help me make a start to pick myself up.

我也零售工作,我也睡眠几乎allllll天休息日。当醒着我是一个很快乐的人。目前我不服用任何药物对抑郁或焦虑,但我确实喝便大量的咖啡因。我不认为这是抑郁症,我即使我抑郁处理的很好通过积极思考和冥想....我认为这是因为我寂寞,靠薪水生活,很少朋友,没有女朋友,和一个家庭很远,我只是喜欢不定期沟通。我更喜欢我是谁我睡着了,因为在睡觉的时候我不努力维持生计,我不是一直试图找到更多的钱只是时,做我想做的,我想怎么做。睡眠对我来说是伟大的,因为它是免费的,我不能承受的东西并不是免费的这些天,几乎我所有的收入都在房租食品和汽油……近90%。剩下的10%可能会给我买一个晚上,或一分钱袋……我知道我并不孤独……感谢大家的分享你的文章/评论…… is there anyone who has experienced an actual solution to this whole notion of "sleeping to avoid life" yet?

我已经在这个睡眠模式只要我能记住。它不会帮助我轮班工作障碍和多动症。我去工作,我睡觉。我讨厌我的工作,但在我的休息日我睡眠而不是生产力。我的房子不在乱但是我没有动机或能源清洁,当我做通常是因为我炒作自己太多的咖啡因。我喝能量饮料在工作中保持清醒和我零售工作所以我不下车,直到11点。有人在这里晚上工作吗?

我可以把这篇文章。我抱怨我的丈夫睡,他不明白睡眠提供了一个逃避我的思想和情感。我感到内疚,我一样睡觉。我应该花时间和孩子,做家务等…我想更好地管理它通过锻炼,我注意到一个不同的方式我感觉和我的想法也更好。很难使这一努力当你宁愿蜷缩和睡眠,不用担心任何事,但是我认为我有一些漂亮的大孩子和他们应得的妈妈是活跃的,警觉和清醒。

哇....你措辞它完美。无意识是下一个最好的死在萧条的时候了每一刻每小时的每一天。当我醒来时,我也会害怕从我药物诱导夜间缓刑。我希望我能被麻醉。当我做了ECT麻醉让我过于的关心感到悲伤…也许让我感到悲伤/感觉任何东西。我感到可怕的只要我回家,每隔一天没有得到麻醉了。

所以很好表达。我还用阅读或观看显示/电影代替睡在逃避现实。一个真正的斗争,一场战斗。谢谢你的分享!

你好,我每天使用播放器很多....这是因为我讨厌我的现实生活。我没有朋友。如果我做我只勾心斗角。我总是在我考试失败了。我的讲师骂我。我的家人是撕裂。恐怕跟新人。我独自一人。当我睡着了我发现快乐的梦想,但当我醒来时我很伤心,我讨厌我的现实生活。这样做会影响我的生活。

睡好我的朋友

我独自一人在这个世界上。真正的我的家人但我没有朋友或者跟出去。我发现自己睡觉,几乎没有吃饭自从我被解雇我的工作。我很高兴在我的梦想但当现实,生活是平淡的。我是一个很好的努力工作简单的家伙想一个朋友但是我得出结论,生活糟透了,我要独自一人。不,我不会自杀的原因我相信但我认为睡觉可能慢慢地杀死我的身体。

从早上醒来的那一刻我不能等到我晚上再回去睡觉,但是我害怕生活的时间。

睡觉是我的逃避。逃避孤独,痛苦,空虚,拒绝的人理解,思想经常游泳在我的脑海里。只是我,我的枕头,毛毯,我的熊。是的,我有几天,我希望我不会醒来。最近我有一些很奇怪的梦…我不记得他们通常. .但是当我醒来时,他们的挂……让我觉得怪异。也让我感觉“脱节”。也许是我的药物或我的生活一团糟。我只知道他们没有任何意义,似乎不相关我生命中的任何事情。
我总是很累。我每天可以睡12个小时,仍然是累了。我麻醉自己通过周末我会睡无聊和清醒的恒定的想法和担忧在我的脑海里。之前我回到工作的话,我会睡一整天。我的丈夫只会叫我起床吃饭,然后我回来睡觉。如果没有睡觉我想我失去的我的心灵或自杀。

很不错的职位。我只是偶然发现你的博客,想说,我真的喜欢浏览你的博客文章。毕竟我将在你的订阅喂一次写,我希望你更多的很快!

绝对位置。
我遭受了与临床抑郁症多年,我累了。睡觉是我的朋友。不幸的是,睡眠不太使用功能时,酸尽管它可能。
现在我的医生(精彩)诊断为双相情感障碍。
要是我有出色的创造力和狂热与躁狂阶段相关的能量爆发!
起床把我所有的能量。你有我的同情,我谢谢你的分享。
我最好的祝福,加雷斯

嗨,娜塔莎,
伟大的文章和其他许多奇妙的在这一个链接。谢谢你分享你的个人故事和你的感受,我想它会帮助你很多,我喜欢也涉及伴随抑郁的想法和努力活下去,继续前进。
我会在Twitter和Facebook上分享这些!
谢谢,Barb

我有相反的时候睡觉。郁闷我越多,越有可能我的噩梦。不可怕,但显然不是真正的噩梦。我有梦想,我爱的不爱我了,或者有人欺负我,没有人阻止他们,或者我被困的人。我好累,但是我战斗的睡眠,因为我知道我只会在几个小时后哭了,恐慌症。这是不公平的。

2011年10月15日,我的侄子被病魔夺去了生命。我一直非常撕毁,困惑,与他和他的父母想要责怪别人,为什么一个18年似乎是好的在外面这么做——我甚至不知道他是添加、两极,直到他死后。大量的调查后,我自己通过他的“facebook”我很确定我知道为什么,我真的不能怪他或他的父母(他们有问题没有他了,我觉得我的妹妹相处太难了他)我发现了几个“歌词”8总,他写了去年10月以来,在不同的时间。心痛他说话,黑暗中,睡眠,不要关闭,中空,痛苦和他最后的条目在9月28日叫做忘记战斗——这些“像其他人读他们认为他们只是歌词是他去年的生活的故事和pretained死亡的想法,和他计划他的死一直到他死在上周末把前面没人见过这么评论这些人处理,获得治疗,请找一个说话不独处——奥斯丁,现在他走了,不知道exaclty多少人这伤害和影响(很多)他的facebook和家人和朋友疯狂的同情和冲击他的死,有希望和帮助,但它取决于你要求和家庭看到的迹象——没有人做,直到太迟了现在在太阳10月23日,2011年我们必须把他埋起来,然后我想享受我的19岁生日

至少当我睡着了,思想停止。这就是为什么我通常负载药物和力睡觉当我沮丧。肯定不是最健康的事,但让我从死亡。尽管有时我希望我永远不要醒来。也许在一个虚幻的梦境,就像《盗梦空间》里的。:P

我只是想睡觉,太。我有所有这些“鬼”的痛苦。娜塔莎,我梦想我不沮丧。除非我有一个噩梦,睡眠是一个releif !

米歇尔,
是的,不幸的是,这就像任何“快速修复”实际上并没有解决问题。但有时从思考的问题是值得的。
,娜塔莎

我完全同意,这在一个更好的时间不能来。我丈夫有结肠癌诊断一周前。我想做的就是睡眠,使问题消失。早上和抑郁的问题依然存在,这就是问题所在。我昨晚7点钟上床睡觉,仍然觉得疲惫但至少对于那些小时(因为我早上6点醒来)我没有想,不必担心,没有抑郁症。我只是希望所有问题消失,当我醒了。
米歇尔