Wish I didn't get suddenly sad for no reason
Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 7:43 am
Been riding the roller coaster now since I was 13 (26 years). Wasn't diagnosed with depression until 13 years ago. Drs I had until I moved to a new city just kept saying it was stress, hormones, teenage years, oversensitive, "yeah, you're depressed but it will pass"...all the usual crap we hear when a medical professional doesn't want to 'label' you.
Even then, after being diagnosed, there was stuff that I struggled with that just "didn't fit"...like unbelievable outbursts of anger, crazy, stupid behaviour that I would NEVER have done had I been in my right mind. Then, a month ago, I finally got a confirmed diagnosis of Bipolar. It made a whole heap of things finally make sense.
I am medicated...but I still have times like tonight when, for no real reason, I just feel SAD. The joy and hope leave me and everything becomes an enormous effort.
There are not a lot of people I want to turn to around me. A few good friends but they have their own problems and dramas and don't need my crap on top of theirs.
I just hate the sadness. It's deflating and demotivating.
Just want to curl up in a ball and pretend the world doesn't exist. My saving grace(s) are my dogs. They are non-judgmental and always ready with a puppy-kiss or puppy-cuddle.
There just doesn't feel like anyone to talk to who WANTS to hear. I know that that is a lot the illness talking but...it feels real to me right now.

Even then, after being diagnosed, there was stuff that I struggled with that just "didn't fit"...like unbelievable outbursts of anger, crazy, stupid behaviour that I would NEVER have done had I been in my right mind. Then, a month ago, I finally got a confirmed diagnosis of Bipolar. It made a whole heap of things finally make sense.
I am medicated...but I still have times like tonight when, for no real reason, I just feel SAD. The joy and hope leave me and everything becomes an enormous effort.
There are not a lot of people I want to turn to around me. A few good friends but they have their own problems and dramas and don't need my crap on top of theirs.
I just hate the sadness. It's deflating and demotivating.
Just want to curl up in a ball and pretend the world doesn't exist. My saving grace(s) are my dogs. They are non-judgmental and always ready with a puppy-kiss or puppy-cuddle.
There just doesn't feel like anyone to talk to who WANTS to hear. I know that that is a lot the illness talking but...it feels real to me right now.




