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  1. Yeah, definitely seems like an anxiety disorder, and probably panic attacks. Yeah, he also has depression, they coincide.
  2. Hey, I got a question for y'all. I talked to this kid online, he's Dutch and 13. He told me that if he made random, spammy messages when he breaks down that I should not take it seriously, I already knew he had depression but I kept in mind that he had breakdowns/panic attacks. Then, later on, it happened, I managed to get him to calm down I think and got him to talk about it, I will attach a link to screenshots, it is a lot but it is all relevant and important to understand what mental disorder he might have. Forgive the premature diagnoses, I was just bouncing off some ideas based on what he told me, I'm not a professional. But what I'm certain of is that he likely has some kind of anxiety disorder. I have encouraged him to get help as you will see but he said that he doesn't want to get help so I wanted to post here instead to see if you can help me better understand what he might be suffering from. Thanks in advance for any responses. These are the relevant screenshots. He also told me about when he was rejected by two girls, that seemed to really hit him hard, idk if that's useful. Some of it might not be in proper order, so some messages may not have context. The last image is a reddit post that he made, that he sent to me. He gave me approval to post. https://imgur.com/a/M5Vu4EY
  3. Hi, I'm a 15 year old boy, for context on my experiences, read my other posts. I haven't posted here in a while, so decided to get this off my chest here. A while ago, I made a post about a girl I met on Reddit being disallowed from talking to me and I was pretty sad then, but I've made peace with it. The good thing is, at least I can still talk a little in her PMs so that's good. She always makes my day better even when we only talk for a little bit, she's so sweet, and cute too. I feel some type of way when she says something nice, when she puts a little smiley face, I can't really describe it. I haven't felt this way with anyone else I've talked to online, I might have a crush on her I don't know. Well, to give an update, we're still keeping in touch, just talking and I've told her that I love her and her back, we did get a little flirty the last time we talked. I haven't told her about my feelings, because I'm still not entirely sure if I do have a crush, but it seems that however I feel about her, it seems to be mutual. I'll wait a bit and see. She did make a post calling me her "bf" so that's something, and I have told her that she was a good "girl friend". Whatever the case may be, I really appreciate and love her, and I long for the day when we can finally meet and actually talk. Those two and a half years are going by pretty slowly, but it's the only thing giving me hope. So yeah, sorry this isn't super negative and depressing, thought I'd post something positive for once.
  4. Thanks for the kind words. As for any avenue for help, in past posts I talk about this, I'm not in a position to get help anywhere. To keep this short, I'm homeschooled, living in a foreign country, and I live in a very local suburban neighborhood with not much of anything in the way of mental help, and even some of the ones I found were a couple kilometers away and I can't go outside that far without my parents wanting to know where I'm going, and they aren't free.
  5. Thank you, and yeah, it hurts that they can only ever seem to treat me like this. Thanks for the kind words.
  6. Thank you, and I agree and believe me, I want to do these things but I just have no motivation to, and their treatment of me isn't helping at all. I've tried to start doing these things on my own, but it never worked. Yeah, my situation sucks and all I can do is push through it.
  7. Thank you, my parents are normal people, they have good intentions but it seems like they have just gave up trying, at least with my mom. My dad is the kind of "tough love" parent, he treats me mostly like I'd be treated in the "real world".
  8. From my memory, I've only ever heard "I love you" from them maybe a handful of times, maybe that's not a big deal, I don't expect them to tell me that everyday or whatever, but I can't even count how many times they've lectured, and at times berated me. It's been that way since I was around 13. In terms of other compliments, very sporadic, it pales in comparison to the lectures I get.
  9. Thank you for the reply. I'm sorry you had to go through that and I'm glad you're in a better place now, in 2 and 1/2 years or so when I turn 18 I hope that I can get out and get the help I need but until then, I can only endure it. They are good people at heart and I know they have good intentions but I think they just don't know what to do and have just gave up trying, they told me so themselves, that whatever they tell me, it's ultimately up to me to change like the flip of a switch. I can relate to not meeting expectations, I am far below theirs and it's eating away at me. From my memory, I've only ever heard "I love you" from them maybe a handful of times, maybe that's not a big deal, I don't expect them to tell me that everyday or whatever, but I can't even count how many times they've lectured, and at times berated me. It's been that way since I was around 13.
  10. Thank you, I appreciate it. Well, on some level, I do believe it, and it's likely that there will always be that small piece of my mind that believes that. I try not to but it's just there and I can't help it. I wish they could understand too but it seems they don't and I can't help that. Thanks again for the kind words.
  11. My depression partially came from my laziness, but mostly the treatment I get from my parents. I started out lazy, but I think my parents' treatment of me made me depressed. I have no avenue for help until I can go out on my own due to the circumstances of my life. Other than that, it's really the depression that saps my motivation. Thanks for the sentiment.
  12. Thank you, I am starting to realize what it really is, but it's hard calling it abuse for me just 'cause how victimizing it sounds.
  13. Hi, I'm a 15 year old boy, check my other posts for context on my life. Every time my dad or mom lecture me and put me down, when my dad says I'm a lazyass who will go nowhere in life if I continue to be this way, when my mom calls me a selfish prick, that always puts a little seed of doubt in my mind on whether I'm really depressed. There has always been and likely always will be that little piece of my mind telling me that I'm not really depressed, that maybe I am just a lazyass loser, a selfish prick. Every time I laugh a little or even smile, I wonder if my depression is valid, because my depression isn't as bad as others, because I'm not suicidal. This conflict within my mind is eating at me. My parents have good intentions, but it seems that they are just fed up and have more or less just given up on me, at least on my mom's side. My dad has always been the "realistic" parent, treating me mostly like how I'd be treated in the "real world", and for the few years that he has done so, I beat myself down because I knew he was right and that I needed to change, but why wasn't I? It must've been that I was just a lazy loser right? I thought that maybe that kind of "tough love" would motivate me, but it never did and I had always thought (until the past several months or so) that it was just because I was just really f*cking lazy and good for nothing. I'm not suicidal, but I can't help but think that even if I did **** myself, nothing would really change. I never contributed much to my family, I was and am just a lazy, selfish prick after all. I'm afraid that as the three years I have 'till I can be independent go on, their treatment and perception of me will only worsen, I will just be seen as the loser of the family. I am afraid that after those three years have gone by, I might be so f*cked up that I can't lead a good, normal life or I'd have already "done it" if you know what I mean. I have no real avenue for help until I'm independent, due to my life circumstances. I'm afraid.
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