Depression does funny shit to people eh?

[Seizure.]

i mean, all i fucking see on facebook from him is "why wont this feeling go away" none fucking stop, and i go on and post an angry facebook status just now and he posts a really fucking sarcastic one in reply.

SO 2009

 

[Notuern]

I have one rule i try to follow as hard as i can: Staying away from (mentally/emotionally)sick people.

Its not because i dont want to help/support them, but you always have to carry their problems on your back, which ends up with you getting depressed/angry your self, or breaking up your friendship with that person for good.

 

[EerieVon]

Just curious, for those of you that are married, how do you handle that same semi-suicidal/uber-depressed emotional black hole of a person when they're your wife? I don't really see a way to just cut her out of my life for a time. I can't afford to become any kind of alcoholic. Sneap forum only takes up so much of a day.

NOTE: This post is half serious/half joking so I kinda expect "A2M/Gape, Murder/Suicide" replies but seriously.

You learn to accept it, and you tend to learn when to back off

 

[Metaltastic]

And when to just shut up and say "yes dear" (my Dad taught me that one )

 

[MetallyGuitarded]

That sounds like sane advice. My other friends tell me I should just but her. Seems a bit harsh to me. Besides, I gotta sleep in the same house and you know how vindictive and malicious them abused spouses can be ( ala Bobbit ). lol

Well, there's always Crack and Meth...

 

[poidaobi]

deperession....unless its the chemicals in the brain I call bullshit...

**flames en route**

 

[SocialNumb]

I like meth. It makes you a shit head and doesn't afraid of anything.

 

[Metaltastic]

I like meth. It makes you a shit head and doesn't afraid of anything.

And of course, a pretty cool guy! :Spin: uke:

 

[[UEAK]Clowd]

deperession....unless its the chemicals in the brain I call bullshit...

**flames en route**

agreed.

 

[SocialNumb]

And of course, a pretty cool guy! :Spin: uke:

but of course. . . my senses, aided last night.