This is a thread for us who are depressed (which is most of us) to talk about it, rather than the other threads where we clinically analyze it. One of the things that sucks about depression is that even when I do have a fun vacation or something, I'm absolutely crushed at the end of it. Me and the girlfriend went to Atlanta this weekend. Or rather she drug me to Atlanta because she is a huge Final Fantasy nerd and the ASO was playing some music from across the whole series. Anyway, it's only the second time I've been to Atlanta as an adult, so it was a really neat adventure. Skipping ahead, after I dropped her off at her house today and started heading back to my place, I began bawling like a pathetic asshole, just because I was sad the weekend was over and I was gonna have to be lonely again until I see her in 2 weeks. I think part of the problem is I also just started Topamax for my headaches, which has been really effing with my head, and I've been under stress at work, as well as stuff in the relationship itself not going so hot lately. Oh, and my 19 yr old brother whom I was almost a pseudo-parent to for the first ten years of his life til I went off to college just got his gf pregnant during his first year of college, so now I'm a premature uncle. But regardless of all those other stressors, I've always had the post vacation/fun acute anxiety/depression attacks. If I ever eat a bullet, it'll be the day after the best day of my life.
I guess I'll sum up my feelings with a quote from the smoking man: "Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you're stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there's a peanut butter cup or an English toffee. But they're gone too fast and the taste is... fleeting. So, you end up with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts. And if you're desperate enough to eat those, all you got left is an empty box filled with useless brown paper wrappers."