Damn!!!
All this depression is depressing me.
I think I'll go find me a cheap hooker now...

 

Though I have never personally experienced depression, doing anything to excess be it self medicating with food, alcohol or drugs, or in contrast to a lack of activity whether working too much, to even having sex "to" combat it is a sure fire method to push any affliction to its tipping point. Coping is just as bad as ignoring the issue or wallowing in it. It delays addressing the issue whatever it may be, and allows it to grow and strengthen. Sure, you get by till tomorrow, maybe next week, perhaps even for years... Yet the day will come where it catches up to you big time, and then it very possibly will be so overwhelming that it wins once and for all.

The best thing you can do is avoid coping mechanisms and address the problems. You may discover they can't be fixed, so fine, then you will hopefully discover positive means of coping. On the other hand, you might fix it. In any case, a sure fire way to make something good, bad, is to use that good thing to address bad feelings. Next thing you know, you'll associate that good thing with bad. Then you have even more to be depressed about.

Hush....an alias

 

I'm going out on a limb here. Starting with... Fuck coping mechanisms. Escapism and distraction are potentially self medicated wonder cure's. Be in control. It's your destiny.

I'll wait for the fallout before I elaborate.

 

I am border line bi polar. Most of the time I stay in a manic state. Not as bad as most. I can usually control it.
Just before beginning my depression I become very open to sex.
During my depressive state sex is not on my mind and I become a dangerous person.

Good thing it doesn't last that long but does require medication sometimes.

 

Well, my issue is that my depression is tied into sex to a degree. My current physical issues and the lack of intimacy and interest from my wife has been a huge burden on my depression and anxiety.

 

Don't forget the Blow!!
Hooker's and Blow are like Peanut butter and jelly

 

@Hush thanks for putting it out there in elaborated words, and just so everyone is on the same page, i am not depressed at this moment. I wanted to open a discussion about the topic and hopefully identify anyone who could use the help with depression. Because i know, its a very dangerous killer

 

I'm sorry, there is so much bullshit here about depression (is there any such thing as "depression? -- a trick question with a correct answer) I have to say something. Depression differs from patient to patient the same way the origins of the depression differ. For some of us the onset of depression is good (it prevents me from suicide for example). For most of us it can be treated to a good degree with drugs. For most it can't be treated with psychoanalysis without drugs. For most of us depression hasn't kept us from financial success but for most of us it has caused a great deal of emotional failure. For me, the most difficult component of depression is knowing I have caused my depression and if it can be cured (many don't think there is a cure for depression and still others don't believe depression is a real condition in and of itself) then the cure will come from within me. I have been treated off and on for more than 40 years. I have (if that's the correct word) Manic and Bipolar depression.

 

I was depressed because I wasn't getting any sex. I went to my doctor and she gave me pills for my depression and it got me even more depressed because I couldn't get a hard-on, depression sucks.

 

Depression and sex? Generally, one abolishes the other. But while lack of sex can engender depression, I've never heard of a lack of depression engendering sex...

 

I've had a few bouts of depression and during those times I didn't even want to talk to anyone or see anyone, much less have sex with anyone.

P.S It's kind of depressing to realize that I'm so bored that I've gone back through like 6 pages of posts to find something to comment on.

 

I sank really low recently after moving away from family. My fiancé bless him made a point of making a time for us to have a weekly love session even if my heart wasn't in it, he would massage me and slowly warm me up. When I have a huge climax I feel better for at least the next two days. So I would agree that sex does help depression in a small way but it's really hard getting yourself to want to have it.

 

Using sex to cope with depression is only a quick fix. You feel good for the moment. Then your just back to being depressed a couple days ltr....looking for your next fix. You also end up feeling guilty or like your using others or being used. Because the truth is your in search of something else other than sex. Could be affection or attention or love. Or maybe even something you can't find in someone else. Like a change in yourself. Maybe a new location or friends.....maybe you just need to focus more on the little joys in life. But the sex fills a void short term and you will always be looking for more.

 

Sex was an escape for me. It was a few moments of being the most important thing to the other person, or that's what I told myself. It took years to get my mind right to where I don't put much value in how the other person feels for me as long as I get what I want out of sex. I was fortunate enough to escape the root cause of my depression although it permanently damaged me.

 

Never really had the opportunity to use sex to deal with my depression. But when it gets bad, I can't work up the will to do anything, including jerk off. I also tend to stay away from people. My social anxiety goes off the charts, so I can't imagine having sex like that.

 

I suppose when I felt like that I just didn't care about myself and felt I needed that attention. Hence risky sex.

 

it does make the world go round

 

I've never been depressed.
But depressed or not, if sex makes you happy, go for it!

 

I have never had depression per se; however, I remember a time when I was given some pretty devastating news and one of the first things I thought would help me was sex.