Why should we not feel the full spectrum of emotions we can?
Pretend for a moment that your full emotional spectrum runs from "not especially unhappy" to "hate myself/want to die".
Being a chronic depressive means: There are times when you are simply not capable of feeling happy, and "not especially unhappy" is about the best you can hope for.
Do you now have a clue as to why your question is a very silly one?
Your friend's case sounds like what I'd call "the exception that proves the rule". I doubt that a reasonable professional would suggest getting a dog to someone with a severe fear of them, either.
Actually, in my case, she suggested it was maybe time for me to seek a new partner or at least some dates (I'd been separated for a year or two from my ex) rather than a pet (which at that time I already had).
Perhaps you were fooled by my imitation Yiddish accent, which I'm told is quite good for someone who's never set foot in Brooklyn. I also do pretty fair US Midwestern, US Southern (I'm equally proficient in both the Deep South and Appalachian Hilljack variants thereof), Aussie/Queenslander, Aussie/Sydneysider, German, Russsian, Swedish, and several other foreign/regional accents.
I also tell great fishing stories, and I can recite several Brother Dave and Bill Cosby routines from the 1960s from memory.
Check with my agent if you're interested in booking me.
I used to practically worship the stuff, myself, and in those days, everything else in my life tied into that one way or another. I still partake occasionally, after abstaining for several years, but I've no wish to go back to having it run my life, and any time I feel like that might be starting to happen again, I get away from it for a few months.
Sometimes that makes me more tolerant of those who've not yet grown beyond the need to identify with it in quite that fashion. Other times, less so.
You're missing the fundamental issue, which is that folks who've paid for something tend to feel like they shouldn't need "authorisation" when they actually attempt to use it.
Better yet, just use your phone for the wifi, since you're likely to be carrying it round with you in any case.
Oops, I forget that a large part of my audience lives in the US, where the telcos get to enable/disable your hardware based on its profitability to them.
When you suffer from chronic depression, every single day is a battle.
There are lots of folks out there who've never served in the armed forces, yet they fight such battles every day of their lives. Such people qualify as "heroes" in my book.
more sunlight, better excursive, counseling, better diet (normally meaning more veggies), and getting a pet
Sounds a lot like what my counsellor tells me I should do.
She's got a Master's in Psych, a PhD in Behavioural Therapy and Family Counselling, and about 15 years experience working with addicts, depressed people, and messed-up relationships and families.
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I'm not the one who's posted the same link a half-dozen times or more in the same thread, Alex.
Lights out at 9PM, Alex.
One who is truly strong acknowledges his own weaknesses, and does not try to pretend that he has none.
Silence lends assent.
Why should we not feel the full spectrum of emotions we can?
Pretend for a moment that your full emotional spectrum runs from "not especially unhappy" to "hate myself/want to die".
Being a chronic depressive means: There are times when you are simply not capable of feeling happy, and "not especially unhappy" is about the best you can hope for.
Do you now have a clue as to why your question is a very silly one?
"a lot like" != "exactly the same"
Your friend's case sounds like what I'd call "the exception that proves the rule". I doubt that a reasonable professional would suggest getting a dog to someone with a severe fear of them, either.
Actually, in my case, she suggested it was maybe time for me to seek a new partner or at least some dates (I'd been separated for a year or two from my ex) rather than a pet (which at that time I already had).
That post makes it quite clear I'm not on any meds, nor have I been, nor have any been prescribed for me.
Your post makes it clear that you've extremely poor reading comprehension.
Hey, guess what--this one's a bit different!
Hey, guess what--I'm not Jewish!
Perhaps you were fooled by my imitation Yiddish accent, which I'm told is quite good for someone who's never set foot in Brooklyn. I also do pretty fair US Midwestern, US Southern (I'm equally proficient in both the Deep South and Appalachian Hilljack variants thereof), Aussie/Queenslander, Aussie/Sydneysider, German, Russsian, Swedish, and several other foreign/regional accents.
I also tell great fishing stories, and I can recite several Brother Dave and Bill Cosby routines from the 1960s from memory.
Check with my agent if you're interested in booking me.
Thank you for being kind enough to wait until I'd finished eating.
Is that really the best you can come up with? Your time just might be more profitably spent selling pencils.
I used to practically worship the stuff, myself, and in those days, everything else in my life tied into that one way or another. I still partake occasionally, after abstaining for several years, but I've no wish to go back to having it run my life, and any time I feel like that might be starting to happen again, I get away from it for a few months.
Sometimes that makes me more tolerant of those who've not yet grown beyond the need to identify with it in quite that fashion. Other times, less so.
Don't you have a hosts file to write, or something?
You're missing the fundamental issue, which is that folks who've paid for something tend to feel like they shouldn't need "authorisation" when they actually attempt to use it.
Better yet, just use your phone for the wifi, since you're likely to be carrying it round with you in any case.
Oops, I forget that a large part of my audience lives in the US, where the telcos get to enable/disable your hardware based on its profitability to them.
So people with laptops, tablets, and phones don't use your website. Thanks for sharing.
...less time than it takes for the kernel to scan for hardware...
The 2.6 kernels are getting kind of old, Bitzy. You might want to consider an upgrade.
*My* Linux box with the OS installed to the SSD goes from OFF to login screen in ~3 seconds.
It takes KDE ~1 second to bring up the desktop after I enter my username/password.
It's not just about boot times. It's also about your applications starting and being ready to roll heaps faster as well.
It's a double-edged sword. This from one who's been there.
When you suffer from chronic depression, every single day is a battle.
There are lots of folks out there who've never served in the armed forces, yet they fight such battles every day of their lives. Such people qualify as "heroes" in my book.
AND I AM ONE OF THEM. So go fuck yourself.
Perhaps she wanted a husband rather than a boarder.
Some people are strange like that--they seem to expect their partner to be, well, you know, a partner.
These "bleeds" don't heal, these people were never meant to stand in the first place.
Kindly go die in a fire.
more sunlight, better excursive, counseling, better diet (normally meaning more veggies), and getting a pet
Sounds a lot like what my counsellor tells me I should do.
She's got a Master's in Psych, a PhD in Behavioural Therapy and Family Counselling, and about 15 years experience working with addicts, depressed people, and messed-up relationships and families.
What've you got?
Eh, what? Who said anything about antidepressants?
I've been in treatment for depression for some years, and my counsellor has never had me take any. Or even suggested that I do.
Somebody actually gets what "infinite" actually means.
Perhaps there is hope for the human race, after all.
You can type that here without trouble, yet you cannot type an email to Bruce and ask him yourself?