If you are depressed and sad less people want to be around you.

[noname223]

When I was hypomanic I was quite popular. Now I am in depression again talking about suicide. And seemingly I am less interesting now.

 

[dontwakemeup]

People are very uncomfortable with death and definitely don't want no parts of someone with suicide. You have to learn to keep these thoughts to yourself or you'll find yourself alone a lot. I'm sorry

 

[Pluto]

Me:

 

[exhumed101]

When I was hypomanic I was quite popular. Now I am in depression again talking about suicide. And seemingly I am less interesting now.

Indeed

 

[consider]

People are very uncomfortable with death and definitely don't want no parts of someone with suicide. You have to learn to keep these thoughts to yourself or you'll find yourself alone a lot. I'm sorry

I learned this a very hard way. it's VERY devastating. I ruined my support network entirely. I wish no one needed to go through this.
gladly we still have ss. I can't image what would happen to me if I didn't find this site.

 

[Forever Sleep]

My Dad once told me that people will be patient up to a point in listening to problems. I guess he was trying to protect me from being rejected. I expect he's right. I barely keep in touch with anyone now because I suspect he is right. I can't be bothered to pretend I'm ok and I don't fancy being abandoned. Seems safer just not to rely on people to begin with. That's where here is such a comfort though. Not that it's quite the same but, at least it's somewhere we can vent.

 

[PhDone]

Yep, and people get seriously over you in illness too. Like somehow we can help it. Maybe we're supposed to miraculously pep up to stop others feeling uncomfortable? Compassion-fatigue?

 

[KuriGohan&Kamehameha]

My Dad once told me that people will be patient up to a point in listening to problems. I guess he was trying to protect me from being rejected. I expect he's right. I barely keep in touch with anyone now because I suspect he is right. I can't be bothered to pretend I'm ok and I don't fancy being abandoned. Seems safer just not to rely on people to begin with. That's where here is such a comfort though. Not that it's quite the same but, at least it's somewhere we can vent.

This is true in my experience as well. It feels like there's a limit to what people are willing to hear, and over time compassion waxes and wanes. For some people, I understand that it is stressful or taxing to be confronted head-on with the suffering of others, and they seek to avoid it if they feel as if those uncomfortable circumstances go beyond a temporary matter.

But it's just so lonely if you're the one with long-standing problems, and no where to go with them. A lot of friends are fair weather, and might not even want to hear about things a single time. I learned this lesson the hard way.

Throughout the years, I've opened up to loads of people about various things that happened in my life, from my chronic illness, experiences with abuse, SA, struggles with work/school, and a lot of people turned my suffering into a joke, acted dismissive, or wanted to make a competition of who has it the worst rather than being supportive.

I learned people only really liked me when I was playing the role of the funny person telling jokes and providing them with entertainment. Whenever I became more quiet and withdrawn, even though I hid my inner demons and issues from others, I immediately got abandoned by everyone.

Social games seem to be dictated by whoever can put on the most peppy, energetic and positive personality. Which I find incredibly exhausting and unsustainable.

 

[Warlord's Pulse]

My Dad once told me that people will be patient up to a point in listening to problems. I guess he was trying to protect me from being rejected. I expect he's right. I barely keep in touch with anyone now because I suspect he is right. I can't be bothered to pretend I'm ok and I don't fancy being abandoned. Seems safer just not to rely on people to begin with. That's where here is such a comfort though. Not that it's quite the same but, at least it's somewhere we can vent.

This, 100%

I commited the mistake of being too close to a lot of people in one of my worst moments in an attempt to get better. I didn't get better, and now everyone is worried, but uncapable to help

 

[LaVieEnRose]

My Dad once told me that people will be patient up to a point in listening to problems. I guess he was trying to protect me from being rejected. I expect he's right. I barely keep in touch with anyone now because I suspect he is right. I can't be bothered to pretend I'm ok and I don't fancy being abandoned. Seems safer just not to rely on people to begin with. That's where here is such a comfort though. Not that it's quite the same but, at least it's somewhere we can vent.

Same. Except it's unfair if we can't communicate that to the people we are ignoring essentially.

This is true in my experience as well. It feels like there's a limit to what people are willing to hear, and over time compassion waxes and wanes. For some people, I understand that it is stressful or taxing to be confronted head-on with the suffering of others, and they seek to avoid it if they feel as if those uncomfortable circumstances go beyond a temporary matter.

But it's just so lonely if you're the one with long-standing problems, and no where to go with them. A lot of friends are fair weather, and might not even want to hear about things a single time. I learned this lesson the hard way.

Throughout the years, I've opened up to loads of people about various things that happened in my life, from my chronic illness, experiences with abuse, SA, struggles with work/school, and a lot of people turned my suffering into a joke, acted dismissive, or wanted to make a competition of who has it the worst rather than being supportive.

I learned people only really liked me when I was playing the role of the funny person telling jokes and providing them with entertainment. Whenever I became more quiet and withdrawn, even though I hid my inner demons and issues from others, I immediately got abandoned by everyone.

Social games seem to be dictated by whoever can put on the most peppy, energetic and positive personality. Which I find incredibly exhausting and unsustainable.

And therapists are hardly bottomless wells of patience and tolerance about listening to your woes. Deeper than the average person perhaps but they'll eventually grow sick of it just the same.

I personally have no limit when it comes to listening, which has been a boon to some people, even if they failed to reciprocate. But I don't regret being there for people who failed to do the same.