No one wants to understand

Well, what do you want people to understand about you? Are there certain expectations, like things you're hoping that they'll do, that your're not getting from them? 

I'm sure that people did a lot of things that you didn't want them to do though. And those people you should stay far away from.

I've realized that depression makes people avoid me like the plague. I mean if a child cries they are comforted by their parents. But if an adult is depressed, it's hard to find anyone who would comfort and understand you. I mean people can handle someone's depression temporarily, but if it extends to months or years that's tough for them, so they'll just leave that person alone, hoping for the best, because they realized that nothing they have said or done has changed that person's depression.

I've had trauma from abuse as well. Even after leaving, there were bad memories that plagued my mind. I wanted understanding as well. It is common for everyone to think to go to friends and family for support, but I don't look for them to support because they tell me to stay with someone harmful just to keep face and avoid conflict and questioning. 

To have a non-biased opinion, I went to forums that centered around abuse and recovery, and I shared my story with them, and I got a 3rd person perspective from people, and they validated that it was indeed abuse that I went through. People who patiently read through the story of what happened to you, will understand your hardships. But if you just shared something face-to-face with someone, they'll interrupt you with a thought of theirs, and the conversation goes somewhere else. They'll won't understand the gravity of your situation.

And I think that I've briefly mentioned about my abuse on this forum before, but it might have been removed. I'm not sure why, but it might have been too scary. And yet silencing these kinds of trouble would further silence the voices of victims. But I guess it's nicer to talk about kittens or something else.

Yes, the thing is a duck is a duck no matter what it wants to be. Sylvia Plath was depressed constantly. It's biological. But people would rather talk about kittens.

Yes, the thing is a duck is a duck no matter what it wants to be. Sylvia Plath was depressed constantly. It's biological. But people would rather talk about kittens.