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OH SHIT! I hate these fuckers. You’ve totally nailed it, Clay. They should be dead, gone, buried or at the very least forgotten. Then up they pop! I still agonize (when I’m having a depression) over times I should have tipped and the subsequent guilt-driven overtipping to others who didn’t deserve it. And yeah, dumb stuff I did in Jr. High school, too.
This is the reason why many people may hear me muttering “Shut UP, Felis” or “Shut up, brain” on the regular.
I used to just mutter “Shut up” with no qualifying name, but had to change that up when I almost got in trouble for it bc I was on the subway away the time, and someone thought I was talking to them… Another regret to add to the list to tell my brain to shut up about. 😅
I do the same thing. All the time.
Felis Dee Same here. Sometimes those memories come like a flash in front of my eyes and I have to close them to block the thought out.
I once had a neighbor catch me in the stairwell of my apartment shouting “oh, my god, shut up shut up shut up!” at my brain.
I can often be heard making similar utterances towards my thoughts on railway platforms when a fast train is approaching. 😔
I often read these and regret that I don’t donate or become a patron. I wish I was joking.
Depression and regret are almost one and the same in my brain.
Annemieke Woelbing super relatable
Amy Sagelle Oliver oh no 😰
This is me all the time. I still hate myself for not going with a girl to the prom when she asked me. 40 years ago. I found out where she was on Facebook. I’m trying to find a way to apologize.
this is me, every single passing moment …. the torture is real’.
Well, I see I’m not the only one, not that that is any consolation.
Yikes. Monsters indeed. My regrets aren’t that funny though…
It’s especially bad if one of your regrets is that someone you knew became depressed and committed suicide. You’re left wondering whether there was anything you could have done to prevent it, why you didn’t recognize how bad it had gotten for them, and whether you might have contributed to their depression. All that wondering just makes your own depression worse.
Depression distorts perception, thought, and emotion. One of those distortions is the idea that everything is your fault, including the depression itself.