Living with depression is debilitating!!!!!

Sandy, I was born and raised in Hobart, in the tiny , in your terms, the City of Glenorchy. Moved around for about 30 years, no more that ten Kilometre radius, and now am a stones throw from whence I started the stupid roundabout we call life. I have one , no two, regrets I had to leave the job I was "married to" and ended up with devastating MI. I survive as best I can. The only thing in life I am positive about is having the MI until I go some where else. I have been to Hell and back, and been rejected so I am destined to roam as Dr. Who does. That will suit me to the ground, I may even find the Ultimate Question, that being the answer to All MI.

Dear Peace,

I went through a period of feeling there was no hope as a result of the loss of Robyn & Charlotte. I had always put my inability to get help down to the fact that I don’t have private health insurance in addition to paying my Medicare levy.

I am guessing that Charlotte and Robyn would have had access to help from people who were genuinely interested in helping them (as opposed to a clinician resentfully agreeing to provide a one-off bulk billed consultation). Eventually I was able to come to conclusion that, as with a range of other illnesses, sometimes, regardless of a high level of care and expertise being available, it is not enough.

Having said that, more has to be done about access to services for people who don’t have private health insurance in addition to paying their Medicare levy. One of the stated objectives of Medicare is, “to give all Australians access to health care services with priority according to clinical need”. Medicare fails miserably in access to services for people with major depression – surely people with a diagnosis of major depression should be categorised as having a high clinical need.

@peace,

mental illness knows no boundaries!

It reminds me at the end of the day, that we share the common experience of what it means to be human.

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FairyFox, “That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end.”

“Some friends don't understand this. They don't understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you're wonderful just the way you are. They don't understand that I can't remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about If you loved me you would.”
― Elizabeth Wurtzel,

“because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”

“The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can't get away from it. Not ever.” This quote describes my life to a T.

loopy.

loopy

Sandy, when the mood strikes I just cannot help myself fro searching for some interesting quotes with pics. When I find one that appeals to me i can't help but post it. I am pleased that the forum appreciates them

Regards loopy.

FairyFox, As usual I just glance at posts to get a little info, but tonight I read you post about three times. I won't say I had a tear in one eye, it was in both, running down my nose onto the key board, waterproof thank goodness. Let me assure you, as well as I can, you have more friends than you would ever imagine albeit on line. It is so easy to, at the time to falsify happiness, then falling back is so far down. People often say, "well at least you can.........."

To me you have a super ability to survive. Believe it or not we have both had similar life experiences, bar that horrible "C" . I broke my bag at 18 joined the Taspol at 30, stuffed up 17yrs later, DV three yrs later and lost a fortune in the breakup. And I can count my true friends on one or two fingers. But I seem to have many soul mates in this forum because we have/are all in the same leaky boat. After such a short time on the site I fell that I know some many of the members as if I have known them for years. Sometimes it is easier to read between the lines that read what is typed. My heart aches for you and so many others. But that is what old people do through life experience. Gotta go before I flood the place.

Virtual huggs all round.

loopy.