Dream I had about depression

[jennifer_bloom]

I had a dream I had all the money I could ever dream of and any guy I was interested in was also interested in me, but I was miserable, so miserable I wanted to commit suicide, and than I donated my money to a humanitarian organization and I was happy again.

As a child, I was supremely intelligent and was far more beautiful than the other kids, I had video games and vacations and designer pens and I was miserable: anorexic for 6 years, clinically depressed for 20, anxious for 12, self-hating for at least 6 years, and it wasn’t until I gave up my desire and love for material things and for honour from human beings, that my depression died out.

In my life, the more attractive I was on the outside, the more miserable I was on the inside, because I was basing my happiness on social vanity and not on God.

The time in my life I was happiest was either when I gave money away or when I planned to give money away, not even sushi can buy me the happiness that helping others gives me, and taking care of people makes me happier than any vacation I’ve ever been on, which is why I feel sorry for the unbelievers who never experienced it.

[Whatever2929292]

That is quite a dream

[GettingBetter]

Was this whole thing your dream or only the first part?

[jennifer_bloom]

Just the first part, the rest is commentary.

[GettingBetter]

I thought as much, but can't you have happiness for yourself with love/guys and material things at the same time you're getting happiness from helping others, I think God would like for us to have both in life, he would have just created robots with no soul if not so.