5 thoughts on “Does Depression Physically Hurt?

  • July 20, 2016 at 11:12 pm

    Depression hurts in way I can only describe in moments where it is severe. Even now, or at other points disconnected from the worst, I couldn’t do justice to the depth of the pain.

    It doesn’t hurt in any one place. It just hurts. For me, that pain is what may be most unbearable.

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  • July 20, 2016 at 11:12 pm

    Depression hurts in way I can only describe in moments where it is severe. Even now, or at other points disconnected from the worst, I couldn’t do justice to the depth of the pain.

    It doesn’t hurt in any one place. It just hurts. For me, that pain is what may be most unbearable.

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  • July 21, 2016 at 7:09 am

    I can totally agree with this. I have suffered from depression my entire life I am now 60yrs old.
    About 25 years ago I was finally given antidepressants and it was a miracle. After numerous years of living in hell.
    I was definitely geneticly predisposed. My brother also suffered from depression. He wasn’t lucky enough to be medicated in time and finally his fight ended in suicide at 43years old.
    Both of us suffered from other physical symptoms that were brushed off as poor lifestyle choices and premature aging aches and pains.
    We were both told to exercise and basically shamed into believing we had some sort of character flaws.
    I was finally given an antidepressant but also over time I was given a low dose of an ADD medication this enlightened, sympathetic psychiatrist saved my life. It was as if the weight of the world was lifted and the lights went on. I went from wearing the same size 3X sweat suit for 3 or 4 days straight to a size 12. I could finally converse with people and look people in the eye. I could finally drive a car, answer the door and the phone. I went to college and found out I could read and I was actually very bright and held a 4.0 grade point average.
    This was a huge change!
    I had been a high school dropout after suffering for years!
    I can’t emphasize enough the pain of being a bedwetter, overly criticized , child that spent more time in detention, summer school, the principals office and failing every grade in school. It’s important to note I grew up in an upper class suburb both my parents had their Doctorates in Education.
    My brother followed the same pattern. We were both always told we were bright if only we would apply ourselves and scolded, and monitored daily. As my brother and I got older we both developed physically aches and pains that ranged from vertigo backaches, allergies. I eventually went from being thin long and lanky to moridly obese.
    Finally after being prescribed antidepressants and ADD meds. I became the person I was meant to be full of life the physical symptoms which had become debilitating left me. As the darkness lifted from my life I was able to stop Allergy shots and medication, I lost 160 lbs, I became an amateur dancer and essentially went from a pathetic, frumpy, prematurely arthritic (older than her years) loser with red eyes, runny nose suffering from low self esteem to a well functioning, well educated, successful person.
    I had my children at an older age and I am happy to say they were given a sensitive, devoted mother that they deserved. They have grown into well educated, good citizens of the world.

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  • July 22, 2016 at 10:40 am

    I use the same description as you do – depression is like having concrete blocks on your feet and no one can see them. It is also like having the flu. totally drained of energy and a struggle to move yourself from your bed. You would love nothing more than to get up and function, but with the flu that is impossible – but it is accepted by society because virtually everyone has had the flue and can understand why you can’t get out of bed. Depression is so much more than that, and yet we are still expected to get up and show up regardless of how much pain we are in, how difficult it is to move our feet.

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  • July 25, 2016 at 11:47 pm

    I fully agree Depression really sucks an individual below the ground. I have experienced it was on antidepressants for some time.slowly tried to pull myself to fight it out. I searched for somebody who really understand me. First it was paper and pen. Later my dad helped me out. Yeah, even now some time I get back to the same place, but, yeah try to keep self so occupied and manage to move on

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