Hi, Bluesun here with a somewhat changed name again. I just gotten a new hard-drive and the disk that has all my password info is broken . . . it's a long story. Anyway, regarding the topic.
Man, I definitely know what deep long-term depression is like because that's what I had ever since I landed into this nightmare-world called gynecomastia. The thing that usually gets me most of all is how there are those who always trying to imply that I'm gay. They won't just come right out and ask me and they definitely won't be man enough to come flat out and say it (at moments like that, I always ask, "who's the real . . . ah, with respect to the board-rules, kitty-cat here"). This is no intent to bash those who are gay. I remember a couple of guys on the board said they were and to that I say that's up to them to make whatever decision to live their own life. However, I'm not gay and no matter how I carry myself the false stigma being gay is applied to me just because of this horrid condition. So, yeah, I definitely know about depression.
As some of you may remember, at the beginning of last summer, I finally gotten my operation. Well, sad to say, the dreaded condition is developing again. I have to confess though, I made somewhat of a pig out of myself this winter, which is routine for me. Especially over the holidays. I never was, what you might call, "sloppy-fat obese" but I was always a big guy. And now I'm in my late 40's and my skin hasn't gotten the same amount of elasticity that it had when I was in my 20's and 30's. The doctor warned me a couple of times about that too. Still, I'm not so concerned about it now as I use to be. Don't get me wrong, I'm not cheerfully beaming with confidence. Still, I don't hide in my house all the time anymore (now, just most of the time LOL) and I'm not panicking in dread about the coming summer-months as before. This board and the people on it (Wolfgang, Hypo, the guy who did the post entitled "I AM NOT MY BODY" and many more) helped alot. Plus, that great film called, "WHAT THE BLEEP DO WE KNOW".
What I'm leading to is this, depending on the person; severity the condition and so forth, there are different degrees of depression. Those who are fortunate enough not to go through the degree of turmoil that others are going through shouldn't judge so harshly. Like I've said before, I just simply can't believe the crying that goes on with some guys on this board talking about having to keep their shirt on. Try having it so that just wearing a shirt wouldn't hardly make a bit of difference.
Yeah, I know that much has to do with self-esteem and so forth but there's other factors too. That old Native American saying about don't judge a man until you walk in his moccasins (sp?) is very true. If you're privilege enough not to experience the degree of torment someone else is going through or went through, fine. However, in your somewhat eased state, do your best to make this world a place where so many aren't desperately looking for the exit-sign.
Plus, there's another side to the "some people are just too afraid to live" viewpoint. Many, if not all, don't discard the thought of suicide because they want to live. Let's be honest, they're just afraid of death.
Bluesun