What do you do with a depressed girlfriend?

If the good outweighs the bad stick it out. Seek therapy.
If the bad outweighs the good send her packing.

Also, you may be the problem behind her depression. Ever thought of that? What goes around comes around.
 
Knock the piss out of her. She will either come out of it or die. If she dies then dig her a shallow grave behind your worst enemies house.
 
I'de say take a bit of a hiatus from eachother, sometimes you really need some time to yourself. Take it easy for a week or two and see if anything gets better when you get back. You shouldn't feel bad about breaking up a 10month relationship, if its not working out get out of it, just make sure its what you want first.
 
Dude, chicks are for poking and that's it. They're all nut's anyway. Ditch her and find someone else to poke- for the sake of your own sanity. And I agree with Banky, either try to bang her mom, or her sister, or both, or all three of them at the same time.
 
I really can't help you to much cause I don't know you or your girlfriend. But I did go through something similar. My father disowned me when I wanted to stay with my boyfriend (now fiance). I was depressed before that and my fiance had to put up with a lot of stuff from me. He was in the Air Force in GA and I was up in MD. I was always questioning whether or not he loved me and if he understood what I was giving up to be with him. I was a total nut case. Eventually I realized I couldn't live my life for my father, I had to live it for me. Besides my mother and the rest of my family supported me and they all liked my fiance. Sometimes it just takes time for the other person to realize what they need to do in order to help themselves. Other times it could be more serious. If you want to really be with her for the long haul you need to be there for her whether she is happy or sad. Love is made up of both the good times and the bad. Okay now I'm just sounding like a greeting card. I'll stop now.
 
From summer 2002 up until early 2003, I dated a girl for about 9 months who had been diagnosed with bi-polar shortly before we got together. I loved her with all my heart and at the time she called me the love of her life. But we broke up and got back together shortly afterwards three times. She would break up with me because she felt she was dragging me into her pain and then a few days later she would feel better and ask me to take her back. And since I loved her more than I had loved any girl and thought I could be there for her, I did.
7 months into the relationship, she was still pushing me away whenever she had a bad day. If she had broke up with me during that last month, it would have been over for good. She would also get into an odd mood at times and not really respond to me when we were talking except with "oh, that's cool, " and such.
I started having strong doubts about the relationship and we were getting into fights more often than we used to. I eventually realized that she wasn't going to change, that there was nothing I could do. I was also falling out of love with her and it was breaking my heart to see all my previous effort going nowhere. So I decided to break up with her. It was painful at first but I'm over it now.

And as much as I loved her, I hope I never let myself put up with all that again.

I don't know if that helps, but I figured I'd share my story. I guess I could say that if she's putting up walls around herself and she's not letting you be there for her, it's probably not worth it to keep trying, no matter how much you care. In my case, there was only so much I could do before I said "fu.ck it."

Whatever happens, I wish you the best of luck.
 
Sometimes help comes in the least likely of places... Because of all the feedback, I feel as though I should post an update. Anyhow between reading all the comments on here and talking to my roommate and hanging out with some of the people in the apartment building I decided to just go over and see her. She was happy to see me, but still seemed upset. All in all, no progress there.
Then Sunday night everything went downhill... way downhill... We got in a bit of an argument, but not like a normal argument, there was no yelling or screaming just a lot of silence and uncertainty. I decided we should break up, as she pretty much had suggested that was what she wanted, but then she started crying. Anyhow, she ended up staying the night, but things were still weird.
Monday evening she came over and we had dinner and she seemed to be in a much better mood, we talked a bit, she stayed the night and things seem back to normal.
I still think she's kind of upset though, but I've also learned it's not with me. It's almost like manic-depression, although not as extreme. Anyhow thanks for all the advice/support, this isn't really over yet, but writing all this out has been very stress relieving for me.

Edit:
That was odd I was writing this as you were writing your story, Digital. It sounds like I'm going through the same thing you were, I hope that my situation works out. Although to be honest, I never expected to be in any serious relationship during college, but here I am.
 
Did anyone see south park last night... butters: "Ouch... ouch... Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

And I'll try the cake trick next time I see her just for the hell of it.
 
i broke up with a girl after 1year and a half,

i used to like her a ton but she was a bitch, she lied about everything, couldn't keep her stories straight, just a ton of crap and she was depressed.

if your just having on/off issues with depression you need to talk to her about that, not breaking up.
 
It seems like you're happy about the break up :? . I was going to suggest slow, painful, torture but breaking up works.
 
[quote name='Zenithian Legend']Well I finally broke things off with the bitch \:D/[/quote]

Glad to hear you didn't have to push her towards suicide to break it off. I guess congratulations are in order.
 
I remember when I broke things off with my longtime girlfriend while I was up at college. It hurt, but looking back it was the right thing to do and I probably should have done it earlier. Some things just weren't meant to be.
I didn't meet my wife until I was 25 so don't fret. Things have a funny way of working out. :)
 
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