I am on 45 mg of Remeron and Ativan (occasionally) and go to a therapist. I want to ask...is it possible to overcome severe depression like the kind I have had, and be happy again? If you would like share a success story or two.

I am back from the hospital, but things just look bleak for me and I don't think I will ever be happy again. I wish I was dead; I feel like I can't live anymore the way things are, everything that was once good isn't, and the meds just suck out my personality. I am devoid of feeling positive emotion. Someone help...please...

Will I get better? Anyone have similar experiences?

Mods lock this thread (surprised it hasn't already). These comments are making it worse, not better, and I would have thought a mod would have seen this by now.

I've talked to a therapist for months, but things don't seem to be getting any better. I made an EXTREMELY embarrassing mistake contacting my old high school about the teacher, which just makes me feel suicidal, even if I recanted it I haven't been able to sleep, I feel no joy in things I used to enjoy, and I feel awful. I feel like my life is over and there is literally no way out to ever be happy again. What do I do to help?

I am/have been going through one, ever since the business club problem, being sexually harassed (see other thread), and turning in the teacher for blowing up 4 years ago (which felt really weird, and I recanted the statement). Ever since, I have been physically ill at times, with an unbelievable amount of anxiety and depression (where I physically shake sometimes), and am generally unable to function except for my part-time job washing dishes (where I still feel incredibly anxious and depressed). I took the semester off for school (I only have 23 hours left) and have gotten therapy, which has helped (he gave me several self-help books to help me). My anxiety has gone a lot down, as has the physical illness but I still have very 'down' thoughts and generally have the feeling of having a "cold." Has anyone had this experience?

Happy or sad? What do you think?

That's too downer of a topic for such a nice weekend. Mods please lock/delete.

Manfred Mann-Blinded By The Light

Last semester at my prior school (I switched schools because of this and other incidents), I was in the lobby and talked to someone in my dorm who was gay. After I talked to him, I added him on Facebook. He messaged me and we talked casually, but then he started asking if I was gay or not, and I said I was straight; then he asked me if I knew anybody who was gay, because he wanted someone to "blow" someone that night; I tried to help him by listing off names of people who might be gay, but ultimately didn't have any luck. Then he said it was a shame I wasn't gay, or he'd blow me. But, from then on out, he would constantly message me asking if he could perform oral sex on me, saying "it wouldn't make you gay," and I politely declined each time. This occurred probably 20 times last semester. Finally, he let up on messaging me, but on my whiteboard outside my room, there were messages like "I Like Dick" and the likes almost every day on there. I am currently going to a college outside of my home two hours north. What should I have done in that situation?