tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post126940442842643137..comments2015-08-11T11:45:59.832-07:00Comments on The Out Day Blog: A cry for help, or a case of the Mondays?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07913195447015063196noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post-39500037743797212292015-08-11T11:45:59.832-07:002015-08-11T11:45:59.832-07:00No need to apologize, my friend.No need to apologize, my friend.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07913195447015063196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post-21467540737827099362015-08-08T22:53:52.058-07:002015-08-08T22:53:52.058-07:00Oops, sorry, my bad.Oops, sorry, my bad.Femspectivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08302052131539024242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post-62482471819968262132015-07-28T16:05:47.976-07:002015-07-28T16:05:47.976-07:00Gah! I hate this comment thing - it ate it again!
...Gah! I hate this comment thing - it ate it again!<br /><br />Well, if this get's through this time, what I think I said was that I understand all the points you made, both in your comments here and in your original post. I never had any real fear that you would hurt yourself. And I hope I didn't mischaracterize what you had said in your blog. I was trying to summarize my jumping off point for this blog. Also, I thought you had already covered the topic well in your blog and didn't want to appropriate your argument.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07913195447015063196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post-59347036085657166702015-07-27T19:55:12.507-07:002015-07-27T19:55:12.507-07:00Oh, and one more thing--my ex used to tell me all ...Oh, and one more thing--my ex used to tell me all the time that I "held on to my hurt and anger and unhappiness," and that I must have thought I'd die if I let it go. Just one of many horribly, emotionally abusive things he said to me over the years. He thought I "loved being unhappy," or else I just would start being happy, right? Well, I will tell you what, I was much happier once I left him. I'm not saying your husband is abusive or that you should leave him, just that, I hate that fucking shit, too.Femspectivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08302052131539024242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post-70751760227653180432015-07-27T19:52:37.246-07:002015-07-27T19:52:37.246-07:00Also, thanks for the tag!Also, thanks for the tag!Femspectivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08302052131539024242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560217462462453202.post-71851236011910688412015-07-27T19:50:51.108-07:002015-07-27T19:50:51.108-07:00Hi there! As the poster of the personal blog post ...Hi there! As the poster of the personal blog post in question, I'd like to clarify a few things. I don't want you to worry about me being suicidal--if I did ever kill myself it wouldn't be premeditated. I don't actively want to die. I don't know how much that eases your fears, but it's the best I can do. <br /><br />Secondly, my post wasn't so much about people who want to fix me, as it was about people who stigmatize and demonize depression and depressive people. In my experience, there have been a large number of people who dub my illness as mere "negativity," and react to my pain as if I committed some kind of malicious act. People take it personally and make it about me bringing them down. Some people have literally walked out of my life because of it. <br /><br />I have attempted suicide before and I have had dear friends who accomplished the act successfully. I feel I can say with utter confidence that the main driving force behind a person taking their own life (next to the hopelessness that nothing will ever get better) is the utter loneliness that comes when everyone in your life doesn't want to have anything to do with you anymore because you just can't get happy. <br /><br />My wish would be for people to stop running away from depression and start facing it. Start loving those who need love, instead of shaming them for being needy. Start listening to those who are ranting about nothing that can be helped, instead of telling them that venting does no good and that they need to just think "positively." <br /><br />There's a difference between people who do nothing but complain and never do anything to change their circumstances and those who desperately need someone to listen and love them. There is not much more satisfying than feeling like I've been heard and knowing that I have people who love me unconditionally; who aren't embarrassed by me; who aren't ashamed of me, and who don't need me to be happy and entertaining all the time in order for me to deserve their respect. Femspectivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08302052131539024242noreply@blogger.com