I say a revelation of truth, because I have been in the past very depressed. It was mainly 'love' related, I guess in the end it was just chemicals in the brain. But I got hit hard.

A best friend who I knew for years, and my ex girlfriend. Ran off with each other. Cheated on me, that would've hit me hard anyways for someone you really cared about, but a double whammy of betrayal and especially on that scale of your best friend who you spent so many memories with? just treat you like shit and a complete selfish moron to you.

That what made me depressed, there was also family arguments which got over the top. I then developed a weird phobia of even talking to people, I didn't trust people for a good while. I didn't feel confident going out because I really don't know. It just was that way.

Maybe it was a mental illness. It just hit me hard. There was all that suicide thoughts and self harming blah blah.

That's all I have to say on depression, but that depression also made me mentally stronger. I have learned to cope better in situations and I am more confident. I guess some people survive and get stronger out of depression and some don't, and some don't live through it.

To me it's a mental sickness. It hit me in January and I still don't think I'm fully better yet. My dad left my mom in front of my eyes and I didn't feel anything. That whole fight changed my life.

I never felt any emotions other than anger, sadness, and sometimes I'm just numb. I do still feel like this, and I hate it. I don't give a shit about anything either.

I used to be a good student, great son to my mother, and an overall nice person. But because of this illness, I'm not any of those. I have to take another full year of grade 10 math when I should be in grade 11. Every conversation I have with my mom is a fight, and I use drugs and alcohol to make me feel better.

I don't think I'll get better anytime soon, but hey, we all go thru something hard in life. And this illness is just my very long speed bump.

Well, there isn't any reason for living at all. I enjoy the chemicals my brain gives to me though when I do certain things, and I'll continue to enjoy the ride until I die, or if I things go how I plan I'll live forever.

Ehh, when in certain things which I do, and the chemicals that get released in my brain, it kind of gives me a break. I don't think it's anything related to depression though, but I guess it kinda put me in that direction.

This has nothing to do with the main concept of severe depression.
What you're elucidating about is weariness.

Coming to existential quandaries about the meaning of existence and falling into depression are not necessarily co-incidental.

There are chemical imbalances in certain individuals that cause an illness called clinical depression, something I personally experienced, and took medication to correct. Clinical depression is a departure from rationality.

Non-clinical depression based on loss of meaning probably means an individual isn't doing anything that they can enjoy wholesomely, like riding a bike to release endorphins, or singing in a choir or playing in a band, to create harmonic noises in a social setting. These things are all activities that human beings can engage in that will make them feel better, if they let them.

Falling in love is another example, especially if you're able to co-exist with a life partner, and assist one another when you feel yourself becoming frustrated at a lack of meaning in your life.

I've made a personal decision to accept a physically invisible God as my creator and believe the story that he sent a divine son to earth in the form of a human being to save me from the consequences of the sins I've committed during my life. I do not argue my faith, because I don't think argument leads to revelations, spiritual or otherwise, but I do try and live my life as an example to others, even if they don't know I'm a Christian.

That helps with the whole existential meaning of life thing a lot, but plenty of people don't believe in anything other than themselves, which I'm not going to dispute.

Well, uh, you cannot really generalize depressions.
There are many causes, different types and ways out.

The subconscience is connected to your autonomic nervous system (which is why you can raise your body temperature with your mind with some practise).
That means you need to be mentally and physically balanced to get out of depressions. Most depressions are caused by mental problems.
That is why you can't simply become happy all of the sudden when you take antidepressants. It takes a lot of time to get out that shit.


That, for example, is something I would consider meaningless blabla that is worth nothing in a proper context.

First of all: What the hell does “truly living” mean?
I guess it means being happy or something.
In that case: I couldn't disagree any more.

For example: In many cases depression is caused by an inferiority complex, which means the best way out is to make the respective person feel more secure about himself by changing his way of thoughts through therapy, improve his social life and so on.
Faith is one option out I guess. Not necessarily one I'd agree with but hey, I won't throw shit at your lifestyle.
A great way out of depression is love. Love is a drug, it releases hormones that just make you feel awesome when you are around that person.
That might be just a temporary effect but it is a great motivation to do anything about your stuff.

Which brings me to another point:
The main problem of a depression is that one just becomes so goddamn motivated which makes one even more depressed because lack of motion or change won't change anything. Getting motivated is a key.


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Teens have so many hormones rushing through their bodies during puberty that, as an adult, you'd feel like you got hit by a mohawk hammer when you all of a sudden get them injected in some way.
In other words: You are silly.

Incredible amount of people confusing general sadness and "feeling depressed" with the actual medical condition.

People convince themselves of untruths, or convince themselves that life is terrible to fit their mindset when suffering from serious depression. Odds are depression led to any such revelation about the purposelessness of life, not the other way around.

This kind of post seems a little melodramatic and silly, since depression has many known causes that don't have much to do with whatever psychological or philosophcal demons happen to plague you.

Depression is a privilege of the "rich" world we're living in.
People who are trying to find enough food to survive usually don't have it, because they have real problems.
I seriously doubt that there is a medical condition to it. Maybe the Pharma industry would like us to believe just that, in the same way that sleeplessness or attention deficit syndrome are medical conditions now. Its a problem that we create ourselves, by having way to much of pretty much everything..so we just make shit up to feel bad about ourselves.

Learn2context.

This is obviously not a debate among learned doctors of psychology.