Who do you reach out to
Nobody
and why
Asperger’s
Okay, technically I’m reaching out to my homie depression
“reach out” 😂
Sorry, second language! What would be the correct phrasing?
Oh! Sorry, you used the right phrasing.
I was being self deprecating, because I don’t have anyone to reach out to! 😅
Oh my bad! Damn, that hurts to hear 🥲 hope you‘re doing okay.
My mind gets burnt out from feeling that way and I start doing the bare minimum to put food in my belly. It usually goes uphill from there
Our minds work in mysterious ways, that’s for sure. I‘m thankful that I haven’t hit rock bottom for quite a while. It doesn’t hurt to know whom you can reach out to when you do though.
Im not even sure if I have a breaking point anymore, because I could swear if anything it’s behind me already. Im already broke.
If you really feel that way, don’t be afraid to seek professional help. It can only get better. Hope you’ll get better soon!
I’ve really been surprised at the kind, supportive comments i see on the fed - much more that i ever saw on r/.
I agree, especially how honest people seem to be. I wish I could hug everyone in here and tell them it’s okay to be sad.
That’s not a thing right? Nobody wants to deal with your personal shit. Everyone has their own issues and don’t need more. Just like everyone else, nobody. It’s my shit to sort out.
We are social creatures and there’s just so much you can handle on your own. I wonder what your point of view is about Friendship. What do you consider as a friend? What does make a friend? Genuinely curious.
I’m super lucky to have a couple of close friends who I know I can call on. When my dad was dying of cancer at the end of last year, they both took turns coming over so I had company as a distraction 3-4 nights a week. After he passed they even took time off from their jobs and traveled out of town to his funeral while refusing my attempts to pay for their hotel rooms. I’m eternally grateful for them and I don’t know how I would’ve made it through that without them.
Man, those are real friends right there. I’m sorry for your loss.
Nobody. I just keep it to myself and keep doing what I’m doing. Nobody cares how dudes in their 30s feel unless you’re paying them to care.
This is such an honest and sad statement that I wish was wrong, but isn’t. Whenever I try to open up to another guy, even some of my best friends, they just can’t relate, or make me feel understood, I should say. Talking about depressions and anxiety with another dude feels like chatting about mathematical equations instead of being there for one another. It hurts, but I can’t change it.
