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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 9:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 10:41 pm
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From what I understand with FAFSA, you don't use parents that you don't live with, or are non-custodial. My daughter doesn't have to use her sperm donor since I have sole custody. You just put you don't live with her. If you're under 18, then get emancipated. Once you're 18, and living on your own, your parents are no longer legally responsible for you, so try FAFSA again. My daughter lives here, so she has to claim my income still. But I make crappy wages, so even I get the max federal and state grants when i go to school. As for the depression, only one who can pull you out is you. If you need help pulling yourself up, get it. Use friends for support. Get help from doctors, or mental health professionals. Most of us in mental health aren't there for the money, but because we've been there and done that and know exactly what you're feeling and going through. Use them! You are exactly why we do what we do. Dead end job? Find a new one, if possible. Go back to school and get a better paying job. In the meantime, chin up, suck it up, and do the best you can with what you've got, and know you're doing the best. If you're not doing the best, then change that too. The more you put into life, the more you get out of it....it's cliche, but it's true. Force yourself to go out and "have fun" with your friends. Allow yourself to have fun. Sounds simple.....and it is. It's just hard to do.
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 2:08 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 6:34 am
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I hope you're taking pd2care and charamath's words of wisdom and encouragement to heart. It sounds like they've been where you are and have come out the other side, or they are in the process you are in, and holding out hope to you. Sometimes, when we're depressed, we look at the picture of our lives, and we hate what we see. It that's all our life is, we despair and may even think about ending it, as you have thought about suicide. But, life isn't a snapshot, it's a movie. The picture of where you are right now is just one frame in a long roll of film, with hundreds of pictures linking together to make one life. There are plenty more frames in your future that you can't see right now. Every good movie has conflict. (A movie with no conflict is boring and no one would pay money to see it.) Life has conflicts, too, it's part of the human condition. But if you end your life, you never get to find out how it turns out. And, the more conflict and despair in a movie, the more satisfying and joyful it is when we sit through it to the happy ending. (Pursuit of Happyness is a perfect example of this.) So, hang in there, take heart and encouragement where you find it, and believe that there are better things in store for you.
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 8:43 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 10:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 12:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 12:07 am
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Try and recognize that the problems that you are facing are not permenent. Suicide is. When problems like this start piling up on me I try to focus on what life will be like next year.
When I first went away to college, I lived in a small 19" travel trailer with a malfunctioning bathroom. I had to take showers in a communal shower and since the area I was living in is amazingly rainy, I would have to run from the shower to my trailer in the rain, more often than not and then wipe the mud off when I got "home". My car broke down one week befores school. The only break I got was there was a thrift shop a block away from my "home" and I managed to pick up a used bike for $10. I peddled to school for weeks. I finally managed to get money together (begged my relatives) to fix my car, and the mechanic ripped me off. I was promised a job at a nearby store, but when I showed up to get my schedule, they had hired someone else (the manager's cousin) and didn't need me. I failed all my classes, was living off $500 a month (finacial aide), ate ramen, and still didn't have a car. Life sucked.
I kept going because I kept telling myself that it was only temporary. I kept picturing myself being happy next year, and it worked! Things just started going my way. I got a job, found an apartment close to college that was cheap and provided all utilities, my brother's girlfriend had sold him a car and he didn't want it anymore so I bought it off him by selling my broken car and the trailer, and I actually started passing my classes.
The moral of the story is. Keep telling yourself it's going to be better in the future. It probably will. If you are in college still, go to the medical center and tell them you are suffering from depression (it's very common for people in college to be depressed so don't think you'll shock them). They might give you some antidepresants. If you aren't, try calling the county health department and see if they have any mental health clinics. Counties have some amazing services if you just ask.
Try to be positive (I know it's hard. I'm a depresive too) and keep picturing yourself happy in the future. It gives you a goal to try for and likely succed at. If all your thoughts are black, then that's what your future will become.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 8:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 10:14 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 10:23 pm
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