This is the most realist sh*t i;ve read. Sounds like i just got my masters in a psychology degree.
I never actually thought of it like that makes perfect sense.
My wife has battled depression and eating disorders for years. I get a lesson in psychology every day that I live with her.
When we first me she was open with me about it all but I'm a pretty laid back, un-emotional person so it never really affected me. I thought one day she would just "get over it" all and be normal.
But over the course of time I saw how change wasn't possible. I talked to her psychologist and he told me the truth and awoke me to the reality of it. Moods can improve, different choices can be made, but she will always be the same.
I love her very much and would literally give my life up if it meant that she could have a normal brain that wasn't subject to the daily torture she sometimes feels. Medication makes day to day living possible and she has been doing good for a while now, but deep down things can change in an instant.
I don't attempt to think like her anymore and find ways to help her problems, because I can't. All I can do is be there for her when she needs me and hope that is enough.
I don't want to equate depression with pedophilia or serial killers or anything, my point is that there is no choice in the matter. Either you were born that way or something happened in your life that caused an imbalance in the wrong sections of your brain. It is not a choice.
Scat, urine, upchucks...
That Joy Angeles, though...
Man hope all goes well breh.
Those anti-Depressants are evil i heard
Breh whats the cause of the depression? Is it like some sucicde type ishh or episodes of depression from time to time?
Did you notice this when you met her
I knew about it when I met her, but like I said I thought it was a phase and she would snap out of it eventually. A lot of people suffer from depression, you probably know multiple people who do and you may not even realize because they might put on a different face in public.
If it wasn't for my personality, we definitely wouldn't have stayed together and gotten married. I don't get really affected by stuff, and when bad things happen I am usually over it very quickly. So when she has had episodes where the depression was bad or there were thoughts of suicide, she doesn't really bring me down with her. This is why our relationship has survived.
I used to just sit there and wonder why she would think the way she thought and I didn't understand why she could never see things my way until I fully accepted that there are physical limitations. Logic doesn't matter, reasoning doesn't matter, truth doesn't matter. There is a physical blockade there, built into the brain.
I also never understood how widespread it was, but once I accepted the truth of it I also accepted that there are tens of millions exactly like her. Men, women, old, young, rich, poor, it doesn't matter.
I know this was supposed to be a lighthearted thread about scat and bondage, but what I am saying actually does apply to those things. They all fall under the umbrella of socially unacceptable behavior/thoughts that is brought on by the reality of chemistry and biology