Is it me or is it them

I suffer from clinical depression. I take my medicine, and it works for the most part, but it just seems that I feel like that alot of peole like to pick on me. When I try to stand my ground about things, I get squished, and when I get squashed I get angry and start acting out in a sub countious way. I feel like I'm a retard in a sense, or a little kid in the crowd waveing her hands to get some reconision, but know one want to listen to me. I'm confused, am I going nuts? I feel like that everyone wants what I have as far as someone to cook for them, a place to hang out, watch there kids, support the local drug addict! but I need real reconition, not just a place to hang because I have a home and that the lights are still on!

I too suffer from clinical depression. And I too feel like my medicine works most of the time - then I feel like you feel.

You're not a retard. People aren't ignoring you. It's part of the illness. You feel like you're standing in the middle of the room, screaming at the top of your lungs, and no one can hear you. Sad part is, part of the problem is that you're probably not making enough noise.

I think all the time that I am telling people how I feel, and that they can clearly see how I feel - but I hear from other people that I don't communicate my feelings. And I find myself lyng my *** off because I don't want to worry anyone.

There hasn't been a day in the last year when I haven't thought about killing myself. Not one day - and every time my husband or father or sister ask how I am, I tell them I am doing well. Why - because we don't want to seem crazy or have other people worry.