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Evetually it will be a heart transplant, I'm 46.
I'm kind of speechless. All the best.
Evetually it will be a heart transplant, I'm 46.
I'm kind of speechless. All the best.
Its a congenital defect And it is a very unique experience. Some of the stuff they can do is fascinating
It doesn't fix anything. It's like trying to cure a runny nose with a clothes pin.
A comedian I saw recently, paraphrased:
"I used to be angry, just angry at everything...all the time. So then I started taking zoloft, and I just stopped being depressed and angry, and I felt better. But then my friends said to me, Phil, aren't you just disguising the source of your depression and hiding it like a coward? And I said, yes. And when it's cold out, I put on a jacket, and like a coward I cover myself from the cold."
I do so love listening to the non-chronically depressed lecture to the chronically depressed on how they can feel better. They're incorrigible.
Yeah, I can't imagine how I could believe that depression is blown way out of proportion.
I have no doubt it can be. But people who don't suffer chronic depression typically only understand it from a situational point of view. Thus advice like "sleep better, exercise, join a knitting club, etc." When there is a chemical imbalance the person's life can be, from an outside observer's point of view, completely positive and yet he'll still be depressed. A chemical imbalance guarantees that there can be no 1:1 relationship between the quality of their lives and their happiness.
I have never questioned the existence of depression through chemical imbalance. What I have questioned is the diagnosis of many cases that claim this to be true. I think that it's just a "diagnosis of convenience" in way, way too many cases.
Of course, but it doesn't help to leap to that conclusion. Amadeus sounds like the real deal to me.
Quite possibly. Neither of us will know for sure.
I'd wager my 1995 Corolla on it. Read through the OP again -- that's some extremely basic chronic depression-speak right there. With chronic depression it's fantastically common to describe one's self at being at war with their own mind, or to refer to reality as being a thick and heavy fog to trudge through.
You do know that this is the internet, right?
I'm just saying this because I'm a well-hung billionaire philanthropist.
And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for that meddling Gipper.
Anyway, I'm not saying I don't believe you. I'm not saying you don't have a chemical imbalance. I'm just saying that internet anecdotes really don't give me enough information to make an informed diagnosis.
No worries. I'm pretty open about my flaws, which is a bit uncommon and can raise an eyebrow or two. I don't think I'll be attracting many ladies on DP with my 'bragging', though.![]()
Attracting ladies on DP is a fruitless endeavor anyway. Even if one is near you, which can be rare, they have to be compatible. Then they have to be single (well, don't "have to", but that opens up a can of worms). Then they have to not be f'n insane.
Long story short, this isn't a dating site. Not saying it can't happen, but odds are not on yours or any male's side here.
No worries. I'm pretty open about my flaws, which is a bit uncommon and can raise an eyebrow or two. I don't think I'll be attracting many ladies on DP with my 'bragging', though.![]()
I would love to be your internet mom.![]()
I know, I was just referencing your analogy about bragging about a big schlong and having lots of money. Not quite the same as admitting you're a bit mental and have volunteered for shock treatment.
Well, if women want to believe that I'm a well-hung billionaire, they're more than free. I'll take the ability to make some e-panties drop.