me too
No one really close to me has ever died, I've never been seriously ill and bad shit has never really gone down, so I'm a pretty happy person most of the time.

I think this is why I'm so bad at understanding other people's depression, I've just felt like that.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:47, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

I'm the same
no family dramas, nothing like that.

most of my old friends are similar, so it came as a bit of a shock getting to uni and meeting lots of people with baggage of some kind or other.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:51, Reply)

my best friend from school suffers from depression
it seemed to start in 6th form and she went off the rails for a while. It was so hard to deal with as she wouldn't tell me anything about it and I didn't know how to handle it all. She seems to be mostly ok now, I still have to almost force her to open up about stuff though, she just bottles things up and doesn't talk about her problems.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:54, Reply)

since being back in Devon I've not had any dealings with anything of that sort
my friends are all too devoted to living it up to have anything else get in the way.

even my good friends whose IVF has failed 4 times don't seem too peturbed.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:57, Reply)

A few people I know suffer from depression in varying forms/severity
I regularly don't know how to handle it.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 12:00, Reply)

I like how Noel dealt/deals with it

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 12:01, Reply)

I was talking to someone with depression while you were having this conversation.
I was well sensitive.
(PsychoChomp, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 12:22, Reply)

well done,
I'm impressed. Unless of course you're lying, in which case BAD CHOMPY!
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 12:24, Reply)

I called her a furry
and an idiot, but it was only banter innit.
(PsychoChomp, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 12:29, Reply)

Same same
I know I'm lucky, was brought up by two loving parents who are still in love with each other and are completely awesome!
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:56, Reply)

Mine too
I've been very lucky myself. I'm grateful for what I have, and I try my best to keep my chin up.

I've got a lot to be thankful for- I'm in decent physical health, apart from being larger than I ought, some lovely supportive friends, and a reasonable stab at doing well/decently at uni.

Of course there's the flipside of the fact two members of the four of us are nutters, one's neurotic and the other's a workoholic.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:58, Reply)

mine too
they had their 40th anniversary last weekend. since my dad retired he's actually become really chilled out (in comparison) and it's quite a pleasure to see them.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:59, Reply)

I'm generally happy
My folks have been together 33 years and I'm totally adored.
But the worst kind of depression is the one where there's 'no reason'.
I've had it and my dad's had it. That is scary.
I've learnt how to keep it the fuck away from me now *touches wood*
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 14 Jun 2010, 11:59, Reply)