I suck

i suck. i really do. All i want to do is crawl in bed and sleep. Be unconscious, comatose. And i manage to do that most of the time.

i am a bad person. i should be out there in the world doing stuff. important stuff. Contributing, being productive.

But i don't. And part of me doesn’t' care and part of me feels like i am a sinner that is going to be damned to hell.

i just suck.

You're not a sinner It's just a bad time now, you will be out and doing stuff when you can, I'm sure you will. It's just that there times when you are productive and there are times when you are not, it's just how life is...

(((((((((berries)))))))))))))

You do not suck. You are not a sinner, nor are you going to hell. You are a good, kind, caring person who unfortunately has an illness that makes life a lot more difficult than it is for other people. There is nothing wrong with that at all. We all need to take some time out from the world sometimes. When you're ready, you can go back out and do whatever you want. In the meantime, keep reminding yourself that the depression is a good liar, but you shouldn't believe anything it tells you about yourself.

Sending lots of hugs. Take care of yourself.

I'm afraid that it's unrealistic to expect this world to be anything other than what it is - tough and mean. You just need to get a lot tougher yourself to make your way through all the obstacles.

((Berries))
do me a favor?
I'm serious about this--please tell me one thing that you like about yourself. There's got to be something...

I'm asking because it was asked of me when I was in a group session. I balked and said there wasn't anything good about myself...the T told me to think of anything, absolutely anything.
I did.
My Ears...because I could hear music, the music that held me when I hurt so badly
I could not think of anything intangible like being kind or loyal or gentle. It was necessary for me to start with something physical then in time I moved on to seeing the value of my person.

I had to start someplace...ears for my music, then feet 'cause I loved walking, my nose 'cause I could smell the honeysuckle...anything physical was all right.
It took that poor man nearly two months before I understood the concept...there is good in all of us. Most times the depression blinds us to it.

What's one good thing about you? Yeah, I felt stupid at first but ya know what? It works...starts off small and inches towards making peace with the reflection in the mirror.

Catherine

berries, so sorry you are feeling this way about yoruself. you give so much to so many of us and give freely. i care about you and i for one know that you do not suck!!! as a matter of fact you are a very special lady in more ways than you can see right now. i hope you trust me enough to lean on my opinion until you can see these wonderful qualities you possess for yourself. you are a warm, loving, caring individual and offer so much to this website and to those who love you for being just you. no frills, just you.

whoa! Berries your title took my breath away---the fact that you think that. You are so wonderful! Speaking only for myself, you check on me every day, you boost me up and it's nice to know that you are part of the people who care about me. (((((((((((((((((((((((berries))))))))))))))))))))

((((((((((((((((( Berries ))))))))))))))))))

you're being too hard on yourself

*gentle hugs*

Electronic forums can be frustrating, but one nice thing about them is developing a mental image of the posters based primarily on what they write and how they relate to other posters.

My mental "Berries," admittedly based on tiny bits of information, does not "suck." I know, however, that being disgusted with oneself is frequently a part of depression. I greatly disapprove of myself, to the extent my meds will allow.

Berries, when you're feeling bad about yourself, try to remember (much easier said than done) we here in PC cyberspace have a much cheerier image of who you are.