Do you really have Clinical Depression?
Do you really have Clinical Depression?
I met a new friend and had a very profound conversation with him for a few span of hours.
He told me he was diagnosed with Clinical Depression during his College days. We went at the same university, the prime university of our country, but of different batch so I never knew nor heard of him by any minute chance or whatsoever.
Anyway, he told me about his diagnosis after feeling bad about his diagnosis as compared to what I really went through.
I may have been into a psychologist before but it was long after I had my biggest struggle dated.
He told me he only had minor issues which i guess he exaggerated with his self-centered-ness which can never go at par with mine.
I would like to assume that when someone is Depressed, they are frustrated because the world is not working for them. That the universe is not serving them their perfect world. That they suddenly felt that they need to exert unpleasant effort just to make themselves happy.
It is very funny that those who have Clinical depression never really had the problem of undergoing the truth of an early death.
The Life wherein after building your dreams, setting your goal, and making those proper steps towards a path of a better life, shatters as the doctor reveals your immediate deadline –and by deadline, is Death.
Once you have been diagnosed with Clinical Depression, ask yourself these:
1. What made you smile 5 years ago?
2. What was your most troublesome act or experience?
3. What was your most surreal experience?
4. If you can change your situation right now, what would be the changes?
5. Did the changes involve any self-less intentions?
6. If you would have died 6 months ago, do you think today became better for the rest of the people around you?
7. If you could be someone else more relevant, then why are you not making anything to make that possible?
In case these have not helped you, let me share my story before you sink into your own emotions.
I was suicidal at the age of 8 because of having too many adjustments with my family. We kept moving houses and we could barely adapt to a culture of a different language and environment.
At the age of 10 I was told to die by 18 due to a heart problem. The heart problem was my consequence of eating too much candy. I had dreams then that I had to adjust. I also had to undergo medication which involves temporary paralysis of my leg for 24-36 hours for 4x in 3months. I adjusted my dreams and hope to be my most relevant self by 16.
When I was entering college, I slept on my entrance examinations because I knew nothing about those. I never had any formal review or preparations and my parents were not supportive. My parents already gave up on me. I almost did until I had a turning point and was able to be the only one from my school for my Batch to be admitted at the best school in our country. I revived my hope and my hunger for success. I also fell in love at the course of chasing my dreams but my parents thought I was playing around so they locked me up one day after battering me several nights before simply because I was not giving up on my relationship with my boyfriend whom they dislike because he is ugly, according to them. I went past my deadline but I am not 100% freed up on my health's bad condition. Other than that my dad kept on slamming my head and my body to walls and floors because he knows I will mess up. That no matter what I do, I will never be good.
But hey, I think he is only hurting me, putting me to near-death situations because he doesn't want me to be an airhead. I do owe him a lot of things. I learned a lot but not because he taught me so but simply because he made hell in my life.
I learned things the hard way but I'm lucky I still learned.
So if you think you have a messed up life, don't just fix it. Make it clutter free, assess what's making things worse and come up with solutions or change of system or hearts, just to make through.
Your limit can never be dictated by anyone else but you. Only you can hold you back. Not clinical depression. Stop Whining and START DOING SOMETHING!
I met a new friend and had a very profound conversation with him for a few span of hours.
He told me he was diagnosed with Clinical Depression during his College days. We went at the same university, the prime university of our country, but of different batch so I never knew nor heard of him by any minute chance or whatsoever.
Anyway, he told me about his diagnosis after feeling bad about his diagnosis as compared to what I really went through.
I may have been into a psychologist before but it was long after I had my biggest struggle dated.
He told me he only had minor issues which i guess he exaggerated with his self-centered-ness which can never go at par with mine.
I would like to assume that when someone is Depressed, they are frustrated because the world is not working for them. That the universe is not serving them their perfect world. That they suddenly felt that they need to exert unpleasant effort just to make themselves happy.
It is very funny that those who have Clinical depression never really had the problem of undergoing the truth of an early death.
The Life wherein after building your dreams, setting your goal, and making those proper steps towards a path of a better life, shatters as the doctor reveals your immediate deadline –and by deadline, is Death.
Once you have been diagnosed with Clinical Depression, ask yourself these:
1. What made you smile 5 years ago?
2. What was your most troublesome act or experience?
3. What was your most surreal experience?
4. If you can change your situation right now, what would be the changes?
5. Did the changes involve any self-less intentions?
6. If you would have died 6 months ago, do you think today became better for the rest of the people around you?
7. If you could be someone else more relevant, then why are you not making anything to make that possible?
In case these have not helped you, let me share my story before you sink into your own emotions.
I was suicidal at the age of 8 because of having too many adjustments with my family. We kept moving houses and we could barely adapt to a culture of a different language and environment.
At the age of 10 I was told to die by 18 due to a heart problem. The heart problem was my consequence of eating too much candy. I had dreams then that I had to adjust. I also had to undergo medication which involves temporary paralysis of my leg for 24-36 hours for 4x in 3months. I adjusted my dreams and hope to be my most relevant self by 16.
When I was entering college, I slept on my entrance examinations because I knew nothing about those. I never had any formal review or preparations and my parents were not supportive. My parents already gave up on me. I almost did until I had a turning point and was able to be the only one from my school for my Batch to be admitted at the best school in our country. I revived my hope and my hunger for success. I also fell in love at the course of chasing my dreams but my parents thought I was playing around so they locked me up one day after battering me several nights before simply because I was not giving up on my relationship with my boyfriend whom they dislike because he is ugly, according to them. I went past my deadline but I am not 100% freed up on my health's bad condition. Other than that my dad kept on slamming my head and my body to walls and floors because he knows I will mess up. That no matter what I do, I will never be good.
But hey, I think he is only hurting me, putting me to near-death situations because he doesn't want me to be an airhead. I do owe him a lot of things. I learned a lot but not because he taught me so but simply because he made hell in my life.
I learned things the hard way but I'm lucky I still learned.
So if you think you have a messed up life, don't just fix it. Make it clutter free, assess what's making things worse and come up with solutions or change of system or hearts, just to make through.
Your limit can never be dictated by anyone else but you. Only you can hold you back. Not clinical depression. Stop Whining and START DOING SOMETHING!
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