Tell us about how you all developed depression.

Because of something, the will is depressed. There is no help.

From childhood to adulthood, I have been hit by contrasts.

Before I knew it, I was depressed.

It is a long-term grievance and frustration, backlogged, and unable to release.

When the heart is full, you can't find a breakthrough, so you will collapse.

Depression is uncontrollable and needs to be adjusted slowly.

There is a saying that freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

So on the way to the future.

Adjust yourself slowly.

Believe that you will get better one day.

Because of the high school book changed a good class, I started to look forward to it, but there was a very depressing feeling in the class, everyone didn't speak, the head teacher didn't smile, every day at 8:50 to school, 2:05 after school, the school originally stipulated that three and a half to school, but this class is two fifty to, and then take a math tutorial class, I don't like math, and then 7:05 in the afternoon, the school rules 8:20 in the evening to the school evening self-study, but this class every day at 7:50 to the tutorial class, Then self-study at half past eight o'clock in the evening, until eleven twenty after class, just like this every day, I want to change classes but can't transfer, I don't have the heart to study every day, I can't breathe every day, I want to vomit every day when I eat anything, I have no appetite, I cry when I go home, I wake up many times at night, it's very uncomfortable every day, something is pressed in my heart, I can't get released, and finally one day I can't stand it, I leave school, I only leave a note for the teacher, I don't know how to tell her, when I get home, my parents let me go to school, I don't want to go, They asked me to think about it, in the few days at home, I was uneasy every day, thinking about what to do in the future, I didn't want to communicate with people, I didn't want to go out, and then they saw that something was wrong with me, so they went to the hospital for examination, it was severe depression and anxiety, and at that time I was like a sigh of relief, nothing, I felt, and then the next day, I took that examination to transfer to another class, (I didn't agree with the transfer school before), and then it succeeded, if I had been asked to transfer classes earlier, I wouldn't have been like this, the new class always made me very strange and didn't want to stay with themIn short, everything makes me uncomfortable, their happiness has nothing to do with me, and finally I can't hold on, and then I drop out, I know the importance of academic qualifications, I know how important learning is, but I have no way, I feel that everyone can't understand my pain, sometimes it's really hard to persevere, and I always want to escape.

A lot of little things are full of accumulation in my heart, and I love to fantasize and dream in the daytime since I was a child. An extramarital affair became the fuse, which completely ruined me, and since then I have been lying listless every day, unwilling to do anything, not eating or drinking, like walking corpses, grief-stricken.

In my sophomore year, I didn't sleep all night, and I collapsed at that time, I was hospitalized, I was taking medicine, and now I'm taking a leave of absence, and I guess I can't go to school anymore, I'm going to drop out, it's going to be almost a year, hey.

A few friends sent me a link to test for mental illness because they thought it was fun, and that was my first exposure to depression, of course, I didn't recognize myself as a depressed person because of a simple test, but at that time I knew that if I continued like this, I wouldn't be far from depression. It was two years after I was diagnosed with depression, and in those two years, I had died a lot, but I couldn't die. I went to the hospital with the idea that if I couldn't die, I would live well.

The hospital I went to was a recommended hospital, a hospital that specializes in the psyche and spirit, but the medical situation was not ideal, I was too young, I went to the hospital alone, the doctor did not prescribe medicine to me, and that medical treatment ruined my expectations for medical ** depression, and I am glad that I did not succeed in getting the medicine.

It should be the state of life in the past year.,Every day is groggy.,I used to always imagine with great ambitions.,Planning what kind of person I want to become in the future.,There are a lot of dreams.,But now I know that I'm really useless.,Today I received a ** notice that I was dropped out of school.,I didn't dare to tell anyone.,Locked yourself in the room and cried.。 It's not just because of today's incident, but because I haven't been to classes much in the past two years, and it's a sure thing that I'll be dropped out, and I already have the answer in my heart. I don't know when I didn't have any interest in anything, and since I left home and gone to school for so long, my family thinks I'm very positive, I have a lot of friends, and I know people who enjoy life, but I've been a pessimist since I was a child, and I don't know why I always imagine the scene after my family or myself die, and then cry sadly, really, I'm not hypocritical when I say this, many times I really can't help but think like this, and I don't know why.

The idea of self-ending a year is getting more and more serious.

I haven't played with children since I was a child, I really haven't played games like normal children, and I basically didn't have a childhood. I've been an emotional person since I was a child, I studied very hard, and I imagined my future countless times, that is, I was very short, and I was very dark, and all in all, I was ugly. But it can be described as a hard-working person.,Of course, the emotional aspect is a mess.,The pursuit of girls has been unsuccessful.,But it's always used as a spare tire.,That feeling can be imagined.。

I'm a person who loves to hide, and the pressure of studying, especially in the third year of high school, but I always pretend to be indifferent, causing my parents to think I'm absent-minded and put pressure on me crazy. Of course, I finally survived my senior year of high school, and I was admitted to one of them. I thought I could finally show my strengths, use my strengths, and delve into my hobbies.

When I first entered university, I was full of energy, actively participated in various activities, and was very active in the class, of course, I was very confident and humorous. However, I gradually learned the various routines of the university, and in the class, I encountered a nose in various activities at school, and my grades were also very poor, and after a long time, I began to alienate my classmates and have no friends. I started to adjust, but the more I adjusted, the more uncomfortable it became, and I became depressed thinking about it.

Of course, the emotional aspect also touched a nose of ash.

At the beginning of the second half semester of the second semester of junior high school, I dropped out of school, and when I just dropped out, I dropped out of school together at a friend's house, and we hugged and cried together every night, discussing some very dark topics. Later, I went home, and I was in good condition during that time, maybe I lived a life of not having to think about anything and thinking about nothing during that time, but I still couldn't be happy, and I went to the park with my sister to take pictures, and I found that I couldn't smile anymore, my thoughts were still pessimistic, and I started to have autistic tendencies. But at that time, I still didn't realize that I was suffering from depression.

From 12 years to now, I have gradually begun to understand the cause of my depression, but I still can't get rid of it, maybe I have been there before, but I didn't realize it. The family environment from childhood to adulthood was a big factor, and my irritable father, cowardly mother, and trembling me would be embarrassed and speechless when I stayed in the same room with my father. I was isolated and ridiculed before the fourth grade of elementary school, I didn't have a birth defect and it wasn't because I did anything wrong, the people in the village are better than children, introversion seems to be the original sin, and not liking to speak is a capital sin.

The mean aunt and the cold-eyed grandmother make me afraid of the little friends who have to pull me out to play. I've been careful, I've seen a lot of kids in the village getting beaten and fighting, and for no reason it's just that you don't like it, and I'm scared for a day because I look at that bad boy, and I'm afraid he'll block me on the way out of school like he did to everyone else. In fact, I was also kicked inexplicably, which confirmed my fears even more.

Girls also have big sisters, and they will alienate you because of your good grades, teachers' attention, change your homework, steal your things, and make others not play with you. That little me was so guilty and scared, I felt guilty that I looked at that bad boy and didn't think about why he hit me, and those harsh scolding of myself never stopped.

The cause of depression is formed by too much contact and influence from personal and external negative factors, which you can understand as absorbing and feeling too much bad side of the world, and the good side is too little contact, and if it is not adjusted in time, it will only get more and more serious.

It was very painful, and I secretly took medicine to refrain from it.

It is said that there are currently more than 100 million people suffering from depression in China, but I still don't believe in this data, because I have always been on the front line of the psychological field, and my feelings, perceptions and experiences are relatively direct and real. Depression is just a subset of mental illness, and even if there are many people who suffer from it, it is not so, and even then it is impossible to accurately count it. Because all depressed patients have serious psychological behaviors, always pretending to be a normal person, for fear that others will see their psychological problems, even if they are diagnosed by medical treatment, they dare not or are willing to expose their real illness.

There are also many people who think they are depressed, but in fact, they just encounter some incomprehensible things, and they are in a bad mood for a while, and they claim to be depressed when they feel depressed. So there is: the real depressed patients gritted their teeth and tried their best to "wait" there, but the big deal kept shouting about the true and false phenomena of their depression.

It stands to reason that depression is not terrible, as long as you take it seriously and accept the right **, it is just a matter of the size of a cold. But if you turn a blind eye to it, or deliberately cover it up, then it is also the best! In the light case, it will slack out the will of life, affect the work and quality of life, and in the worst case, it will damage the human nervous tissue system and even directly deprive the person of life.

Although I am not a person who has actually suffered from depression, there are no less than a thousand cases of direct contact or "empathy" with me, and almost every time I can feel the painful state of mind of depression. To summarize their general symptoms, they are:

The performance behaviors of mild patients are: depressed mood, gradual disappearance of interests and hobbies, reluctance to contact and communicate with others, and always find a reason for themselves to escape and procrastinate.

Moderate patients exhibit inexplicable annoyance, irritability, unintentional tears, and occasionally have chills and fever. I feel that everything around me is not satisfactory, and it is uncomfortable to look at anything.

The manifest behaviors of severe patients are: insomnia and dreams, loss of appetite, hiding in the shadows and autism, not accepting any form of **, refusing to take medicine. Mood capriciousness, or self-harm, suicidal thoughts, behaviors, etc.

If there is any advice and advice, I would like to say just two words.

One is: depression is not terrible, as long as you pay enough attention to it, it is a fart, and you can let it go at any time;

The second is: to face depression in a real way, to face yourself, to deal with it well, to resolve it, so that it comes faster and goes faster.

It is precisely because the thinking is too heavy, thinking more and doing less will be solidified in negative emotions.