Kevin Breel didn't look like a depressed kid: team captain, at every party, funny and confident. But he tells the story of the night he realized that -- to save his own life -- he needed to say four simple words.
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Thank you Kevin for sharing your story. It takes courage to be vulnerable and truly authentic, and you did this publicly. THANK YOU!! I'm glad you didn't take those pills and you are here to help others and to help de-stigmatize what is so common in our world! To all those suffering with depression my heart goes out to you, I've been there and understand. May you find strength and inner peace...YOU matter!!
Maybe that is why many people pretend that they do not have depression, because everyone runs away from us
. And those who run away maybe they get reminded of their own depression and they cant handle it..They rather keep it hidden..
I think he is really in target. we have to love the awful parts of ourselves because no one will and its cool if we are not loved... . we only need to appreciate ourselves and that is the beginning of our freedom..
"It's for attention."
"You'll get better."
"Life is great!"
"But you're so happy."
"Get over it."
"You'll be fine."
These words are the words NOBODY who struggles with depression wants to hear. They came out and told you, because they are trusting you. With a secret that is endangering them, anyone who tells you that they self harm. They could end up in a mental hospital.
Having to get up in the morning is the first hurdle, everything else is another one, going to the shower getting out of it, getting dressed, going to school. All of those look like chores at this point, my friends would tell me "it's okay, give your ploblems time, they'll figure themselves out" "you can keep going". But they don't know that every single time I go to the hand rail of the 3rd floor of our school I can only think, "I could just jump and make everything go away, I'm too tired for this crap, I'm gonna fall asleep in class anyway so I might as well sleep forever after breaking my neck because of the fall". But then I remember the person I love and I say "one more day" but that day is no better, and I seemingly get worse, and now I csn barely go to train and can't focus enough to study for more than 2 seconds at a time. I just want to sleep man, just sleep and never wake up, just, I want this, I want me, to end. Maybe then I will finally rest when I sleep.
Wanting to share my experience and journey... this was a phenomenal talk, I am nervous about sharing, and question how to reach people ,who may not want to admit they are suffering, so identifying as someone who struggles with mental health may deter the very people who have need to know .
This one is my favorite. I related so much. All of these quotes spoke to me, and made me tear up. Because I look down off the train platform every time I go to college and I hang my head low when I can't just step off. And unlike every other video on this site, this video made me go to my school's counseling center for help. I thank God that suicide isn't my only option.
And then we have the emos...
The ones who insult the people who have REAL depression.
Not some teenager that thinks he/she is bi and LIKES to be depressed and is a pervert with instagram, snapchat, you name it.
The one who is a furry and wants to be a fucken wolf.
You make the world a sadder place. Stop it. You DON'T have depression. Stop watching Soul Eater, Naruto, or SAO. Because half of thoes anime characters are edgy and have black costumes.
Instead of you getting inspiration from animation, get inspiration from your parents. You hate your parents because they don't understand you? Deal with it, break the ice. MAKE them understand the new world. But stop being who you aren't.
I have depression and I tried telling my friends about it, but they just gave me advice on how to be happy by "seeking the Lord". Recited Bible verses as if it could cure me. I never felt to rejected and humiliated my whole life. I know it was supposed to make me feel better, but I felt so alone. I never told anyone about that side of me to anyone, and they just thought that I was back to my normal happy self, but the truth is I am putting a show everyday 'cause I wanted to feel that I belong and I have friends who understands me. I didn't consult a doctor because I also don't want my parents to know
hello, i'm 18 and i believe i'm depressed. i started to notice it about 2 years ago. it gets worse. i did not want to accept it. i don't want this at all. i had excuses. "maybe it is because i'm always so sleepy". but it is so much more. everything in my life is so weird. everyone that knows me sees me as the positive and strong girl who's making the good mood and make people laugh. i was strong i think and i was always positive. it changed. i can't exactly explain it though. i can't even talk to someone, they don't know that me. i don't want professional help, it wouldn't help me and my parents would be so worried. people leave me for no reason. they just ignore me. i lost my motivation for school and everything else. i don't get called smart anymore. my life is messed up. people i love, love other people, my parents are slightly disappointed in me and i don't love the one i should've love from the very beginning with, myself. i lost the feeling of excitement for a quite long time already.
better than gucci i am facing same situation because i was failed last year by just 2 marks and now my all friends,teachers,parrents,everyone ignores me i also lost my motivation to do any thing my life is messed up by that 2 marks
When I told someone about my struggle and my depression, they wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore. So I don't tell anybody anymore. That was about 5 years ago. It's sad that you would have to pay someone to talk with you about this.
And yes, I am mostly depressed because I have very few friends that don't go out, so I don't go out. And I'm stuck in this fucking room every weekend after work not knowing what to do with myself.
I just wanna forget myself sometimes. I wish it would be so easy to get to know someone new...
All these ted talks about depression and suicide.... does anyone stop to ask why? this is happening... no, i didn't think so, the system is broken, we are being ruled, controlled dumbed down and manipulated by psychopaths... those in power... that is the problem.
Everything he said, I've been saying for my whole life. Unfortunately, people hear, but don't listen. Depression is the last taboo. You will continue to hear people calling the mentally I'll "crazy". Unless you've personally gone through depression, you won't know what it feels like.
If you are reading this... And you feel, just, so empty...message me.
I'll listen to you. I won't be able to relate, probably never will.
But I'll listen. I'll listen to you and you can just rant, talk, or ask random questions. Whatever you want.
Dont feel ashamed. It will be ok. I have had similar moments in my life as well when that little voice creeps in and whispers in your ear to simply end it for good. But dont listen to it. Ignore the voice and move on.
I live by a small phrase, "live one day at a time" just keep trying, do what you need and enjoy afterwards. If it ends up horrably, just remember tomorrow is a new day. I'm here if you wish to talk, my door is always open
I can’t just go to my parents and tell them. What am I supposed to tell? Like "hey mum I’ve been having suicidal thoughts again" ?I can’t do that to them I don’t want to see them hurting again I can’t do that
try living overseas without no family members, husband prohibits you from telling your problems to your family members back home, telling his family members will backfire on you, you're only a housewife who works from home..unabling you to have friends. you are the sole provider but he is the one controlling. you see others online, loving couples, going to family vacations.. while u stucked at home, provided for yr family while u have nothing. Yes... suicide thoughts everyday.
What a brave, honest and incredibly WISE young man. This is the most solid speech on depression I have ever heard. I have been suffering from severe depression my whole adult life and to hear this young man speak so eloquently is a profound gift to all of us who suffer every day.
You will read through a great deal of fact ideas on this therapy “fetching kafon press” (Google it) which is also easy to understand. After the recovery process, I made the decision to volunteer at a shelter and I couldn’t be more happy than helping other folks. Before I read it I felt as if I was in a bottomless hole with no way out. I had been consuming antidepressants for almost 3 years and had locked myself away from the world.
I'm bipolar but am mainly depressed. I don't go into full manic episodes. I go into hypomanic or mixed state episodes. Something triggered me a few months ago and I uncontrollably cried for 2 days. There was even a 30 minute period during those two days where I suddenly went hyper and had motor mouth syndrome. I was talking so fast ordering subway the girl couldn't understand me. It felt great not to be crying. I sat down to eat and starts crying again. A couple days later I was hyper again on 1 hours sleep in the past 48. But this time I still felt like crap. Yes I had energy but it was like I was revving on amphetamine it was horrible. The doctors and psychologist seem to agree it's bipolar 2 but I don't want to see a psychiatrist to get treated and I certainly don't want to become a pill popping emotional zombie. Even so my life is just so irreparable there really is no point. I'm just too gutless to kill myself.
Kevin, that was amazing. I've been there and still have rough days but so many don't get it and ask me what I have to be depressed about or anxious about. Worse they tell me to just get over it or it isn't a real illness. I told my story at a camp I volunteered at in front of about 35 teens and the staff. Needless to say I was very nervous but knew I needed to do it that even if one person sitting there that day would be able to take something out of my story then I would have done my job. After I spoke I got a lot of feedback like "wow you experienced all that" or "I had a family member who died by suicide" or "I may be strugling with the same thing" (or their friend or classmate). Breaking down barriers to treatment and the stigma against mental illnesses is HUGE. I almost got let go from a job because of it. I was working and I had to submit a health form because I was living on site. Anyway, I had flu-like symptoms one day so they pulled my health form and took me to the doctor and saw depression on there. They wanted to let me go because they feared that parents would complain that "someone like me" was caring for and teaching their kids". But if I had a broken arm it would be a different story. They apparently thought I would turn violent and I had never harmed anyone in my life so why should this be any different? I was so upset that I booked a double session with my therapist and spent almost the whole 90 minutes talking nonstop about this issue. Sadly this was a center whose entire purpose was to embrace diversity yet things like mental health were openly discriminated against. We have a long way to go
When you try to be the person you want, but never get there. When you work so hard and do so many things to help yourself, but only lose to someone who didn't even try. When your dreams collapse and you fall with them. Thats how I got here. Thats how my life crumbled. Trying so hard only to fail. Sick of trying, sick of lying, sick of crying, and ready to be dying.
The problem ain't the depression, but the problem is the moment you are actually ready to speak up, and talk about it with someone close to you. That moment... When that one person, just doesn't listen to your story, but just wants to solve it.
Solving a question that hasn't been asked is impossible, because you don't know the question.
That's the same for depression... The depression can't be healed when it's not known what needs to be healed...
They say your fine well I'm not I try not to lose it but when I do they say did someone say something? I say no. They say oh it will be over soon. I ask how do you know what I feel and I don't feel? My mom asked why did you cry at school? I said I lost something. She yells thats why? Are you that dumb to cry over that? I felt upset. I felt useless. But my teachers say everyone gose threw depression. I think yeah but for different reasons. I am still depressed.
I agree to everything you said. I felt this at a really young age. I'm only 14 and I always think about giving up and end it. I get every day and got so use to it and wanted to cry more. My friend is also depressed too.
For all of you struggling. Remember that there’s always someone there, you have to see them though. Instead of focusing your thoughts and energy inwards, put it outwards. Help others and touch with people near you. That person will help you, it may seem like there’s no one there but this person is there. It could be a friend, a teacher, a parent, a sibling. I was going to take my life when a teacher I hadn’t even known well, who didn’t know me, I had him as a teacher. Something about the way he talked, how he urged us to fight through our struggles. Said he was there for us. Thank you Scott Peters, you don’t know it but you saved my life
Bravo! I can relate to this 1000% percent. It was always my normal and as a high achiever with a good family I never thought that being suicidal made me sick- it was just my normal. It took me 10 years to realize I was sick and another 2 to decide to take proper medication to help my brain. So far, ok but he's right- you can think about it everyday and the thoughts can come back.
Depression is 'quiet desperation' that feels 'hopelessness' in a real way. Loneliness and emptiness is a big part of it. Numb to goodness and beauty, the heart is no longer 'thankful'. It truly is a trap of 'stinking thinking'. Love is needed... true love.
I understand the pain and struggles that people go through with mental health disorders. Anxiety depression is a nightmare to live with. Today I’m better, but I still worry because it’s within me. I wish people understand us and have some compassion.
I come back to this video every time someone makes me feel bad about myself cause I can't "feel better" fast enough for their liking, and for the first time this video just made me cry, I can't believe how real every word he's saying is!
Depression is extremely real. People judge me because of how my face looks. People judge me the way I walk. People judge me for what I wear. People are the main cause for depression, because the only real thing people are good at is judging others. I try my best to live my life because that's all that I have left. People will never learn to stop judging others, and because people are always judging others, that's all they have in life.
Without judging there will be no gossip for them, and gossip is what makes them for who they actually are. I can't walk down my own road without these people talking about me while I walk past them. Or if these people are across the road from me. Gossip is their life, i know all this because I can hear what they are talking about. And I hate it too much. But I have to live with it. This is what life is, we have to put up with it. We have to be strong, we can't let people break us because of what they think of us. We just have to ignore people because it is the only solution.
No. There is no "real" depression. There is no "fake" depression. See... depression comes in many different ways. Someone may be able to get out of bed. That doesn't change the fact that they are depressed. This is called high functioning depression. This is just one category holding millions of definitions. Just because the person giving this ted x talk has depression, doesn't mean that he can speak for everyone else who does. Depression comes in many different shapes and sizes, like a virus that constantly changes. So no, there is no "real" depression, because there is no one definition for it.
All the "the worst part" comments. What's worst of depression is very relative, for some it may be feeling invisible, while for others it may just simply be being forced to live. For me myself it was the fact that I couldn't remember how it felt to have emotions.
I have been depressed and even suicidal more times than I can count. I am alive today because of Jesus Christ. Our society is full of people who try to chase away despair by drink, drugs and even worse vices, vices that only lead to deeper despair. We, as a society, will go anywhere but church and say anything but a sincere prayer. If we want to alleviate the epidemic of depression, we must turn to God, and that means suspending disbelief and obeying God's Law even when we do not understand why we are doing it. The other lie society tells us, apart from hedonism, is that being inquisitive on matters beyond our understanding is a sign of intelligence and courage. It is not. We will not, in this life, answer ultimate questions. Pride in our own intellects prevents us (and I speak from personal experiences) from submitting ourselves utterly to an authority greater than ourselves. We are offered the false medicine of sinful pleasures and distractions, but the real cure is placed beyond reach by unwillingness to take anything on faith. We trust in other people without "reason" for doing so. Why not in God? I'll tell you a secret: The devil is the source of all depression. The devil is real. I've met him. He delights in human despair, in human self-destruction, as his most effective tool for draining of life and energy those who could have done good. It is he who tells us (A) To seek pleasure, (B) When that fails, to blame God, (C) To question God's existence and (D) When due to A through C, nothing makes sense anymore, to despair. The solutions are (1) Renounce all vice, (2) Pray to God, even if you're not sure He's there, (3) Find, as a result, signs of God's presence in your life and (4) See God's design, meaning and purpose with clear eyes.