and how did you cope?
2007-04-04 14:31:49 · 17 answers · asked by ManhattanGirl 5 in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
During my "years of hell" from 2000 to 2003. I sought help from a doctor. Zoloft helped some.
In 2004 I had minor surgery. When they brought me out from anesthesia I could not breathe. As I was struggling for breath I realized that I was struggling because I WANTED TO LIVE. I was in no danger but I did not know that. They put me back under and when I came out later I was fine.
I remembered and still do to this day, I wanted to live. It changed my life.
2007-04-04 14:38:19 · answer #1 · answered by Gorgeoustxwoman2013 7 · 6⤊ 0⤋
For me it is a matter of feeling such a lack of interest in life that I cannot cry.
But that has more to do with serotonin.
I would say the Logos gives me no more than I can endure, so I do not cope as such, but simply wait for it to pass.
How very stoic of me.
To be honest, in that dark place, there are no thoughts of endurance, or the event passing.
It is another universe. The rules of this one do not count.
When I am there, I am a different person.
2007-04-05 01:08:46 · answer #2 · answered by Orac 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I have a tendency towards depression, so there have been many times that I have felt like that. I do see a doctor for help. Support from my very loving husband and daughter really help.
The last time I had a serious dip was about 3 weeks ago. I had some surgery and for a few days after I was very depressed. I told myself it was because of the surgery and I was able to get through it.
2007-04-04 21:47:42 · answer #3 · answered by in a handbasket 6 · 3⤊ 0⤋
When I was told my twin sons in my womb were dead. I never cried so hard, loud or long. I actually howled, I think. My husband had to hold me down as we cried together. I had so much pain, anger and hopelessness as I went through the birthing process. What helped me though it was when I was visted by these two little nuns and the Chaplin (they did not know what my denomination was, so they all came). We baptised my sons, the nuns dressed them in little knitted hats and booties, and we prayed. I don't think I ever stopped praying that night, as I held them. They were beautiful. I still cry for them and the dreams that we had for them. I'm crying, now. But, life goes on.
2007-04-04 21:52:49 · answer #4 · answered by Ma to 2 2 · 3⤊ 0⤋
I haven't cried since I was a child. It was never for a lack of interest in my life.
2007-04-04 21:34:16 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
My closest friend and I had a falling out over something stupid, and it looked like the end of our friendship. I cried buckets, I literally made myself sick over it.
Fortunately, we patched things up so I never had to make it without him. I did come to realize that maybe I'm just a little too dependent on him though.
2007-04-04 21:36:52 · answer #6 · answered by iamnoone 7 · 4⤊ 0⤋
About 10 years ago
2007-04-04 21:41:48 · answer #7 · answered by Screamin' Banshee 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Today!
I cope by truly believing in my savor. My faith is what kept me strong. And knowing I simply made a mistake. learn from it & don't do it again is what I tell myself.
I hope you'll do the same? Be strong and believe in yourself, know that you have a purpose in life.
2007-04-04 21:38:33 · answer #8 · answered by ~GG~ 1 · 2⤊ 0⤋
Deep question--I don't cry in the literal sense, butabout six months ago I went through a period of despondence like you describe--I kept going through the motions for the sake of other people, family and friends and eventually it passed
2007-04-04 21:48:53 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 0⤋
After my daughter was diagnosed with a life long disability I sobbed every single day for a year. That changed me.
2007-04-04 21:38:05 · answer #10 · answered by Jeanmarie 7 · 3⤊ 0⤋