Depressed people: What is the reason that you are suicidal or depressed?

i used to be depressed, the reason was that i was pretty sheltered. once you live a little bit more, take more chances, life becomes easier because your problems get put into perspective.

My depression is becuase of quite a few things but i'll say the main ones

- I am always under stress about my grades, my parents lecture me if i get anything lower than a B+

- My parents have caused me super low self-esteem

- I hate myself

- Im never good enough

- My family never stops arguing

- I fail everything

- I have anxiety and stress issues which are a big part of causing my depression

and so much more

Just remember though,everybody has there own reason for been depressed.

What you read was a lie. I was suicidal in my teen years. I suffer from chronic depression. I remember holding a gun to my head. I was depressed not because I had a high self picture, but because I hated myself. My neck is slightly longer than a normal neck and a few other things, but that is what I despised the most. I had no self esteem. What saved me was a poem I had written, it was a poem I had written about a girls name and the meaning of it. I had done this with a lot of peoples names upon request, but when I saw the half finished words on my bed as the cold steal stung my right side brains I read it. and realized that I loved this girl.

I have suffered with suicidal thoughts since I was 7 years old. I would get frustrated at school and then depressed. Eventually, I stopped feeling things in general. Now I no longer think about suicide that often because I accepted that my life was completely worthless. By giving into apathy I was able to stay alive.

I was ugly so, I overdosed and Went to the er literally closed to death cause I couldn't breath a doctor tried something which, abled me to breath and ever since, then I stopped giving a **** about my appearance (not all the way) I bought this reverse mirror and I stared at it for weeks and weeks to train my brain to accept and I managed to do it now I don't really care how I look.

Quite honestly, when I had them, it was my brothers ex wife. She liked to torment me. She would call me ugly, say nobody would ever love me, that I was too ugly to be loved, I would die a virgin and I couldn't do anything about it. So I swallowed rat poison, unfortunately, or fortunately i suppose, I suck at math. And it was not enough to kill me. I was found by a girl from the band and rushed to the hospital. I am now forever in her debt.