10 Foods For Depressed People

1. Cinnabon

Perhaps the seminal depression food, Letting Go and eating a Cinnabon is one of the most saturated-fat- and chemically-induced consolations you can achieve after your self-loathing has reached incalculable highs. Of particular importance here is the frosting, which comes in a small container on the side – ask for two or three to achieve what will seem, at the time, like an unbearable loop of comfort/ self-disgust that you cannot stop consciously processing. Additional points can be added if you consume the Cinnabon at a mall location, at 9:45 p.m. – 15 minutes before it closes – alone in the food court save for an obese counterpart in a stained blue t-shirt, basketball shorts and a socks/ thongs combo idly eating Panda Express at a table some twenty feet away from you, which you had briefly considered but had mentally said “Fuck it, I’m just going to get a Cinnabon.” The irony that your benchmark for “health” is Panda Express in this situation does not escape you.

Ave. consumption time: 10 minutes
Calories from fat: 320
Total calories: 880
Price: ~$4
Average comfort received: Very high

2. A giant burrito-like thing from your local Mexican fast food-ish joint with extra meat and sour cream

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Sometimes one is so depressed that her aspirations lie simply in attaining a large mass of shredded pork, pinto beans, sour cream and shredded iceberg lettuce wrapped in a paper-thin tortilla, covered in grated cheese and various sauces, served with an extra large Coke and perhaps chips and salsa. Upon acquisition of such sustenance, the depressed person can moan softly through her nose as she slowly devours this seminal Loaf of Mexico, if you will, and takes an incredibly somber comfort in the massive flesh/ fat/ caloric intake that her burrito-thing has to offer. For maximum consolation, order extra meat and sour cream; in fact, just order the extra meat to come on the side and eat it with a spoon between mouthfuls of the burrito thing. Eat it at home, and save the last bite for when you wake up in the middle of the night after passing out on the couch with all the lights on.

Ave. consumption time: 20 minutes
Calories from fat: 700 [author’s assumption]
Total calories: 1300 [author’s assumption]
Price: ~$7
Average comfort received: Very high

3. A large amount of processed “cheese” slices

A large amount of processed “cheese” slices can be purchased at Costco or Wal-Mart relatively inexpensively and is indeed one of the cheapest and most efficient ways to deliver industrial grade comfort/ cholesterol straight to the lining of your arteries and larger veins as you cry softly into the mildewy couch you found on Craigslist for free last month, in front of the 80’s-style big screen TV showing reruns of Frasier. Additionally, the packaging of processed “cheese” slices are clean and easy to handle, making it easier to forget that you’re pathetically gorging on food because your life sucks so bad and you’ve honestly seen no reason to get out of bed at all four out of the past five mornings. The only downside to using processed “cheese” slices while depressed is that it can lead to high amounts of shame, as you’re faced with hundreds of individual wrappers in a disgusting, greasy pile on your roach-laden coffee table the next day.

Ave. consumption time: 10 minutes to an hour, depending on the individual
Calories from fat: 200 – 400 [author’s assumption]
Total calories: 600 – 1200 (10 – 20 slices)
Price: ~$4 – $6
Average comfort received: Very high

4. Chili Cheese Dog From 7-11

I couldn’t find a fair use picture of a “real” 7-11 chili cheese dog, so let me explain what this “hot dog” actually is when you buy it from a 7-11. Resembling a neon orange and bright red puddle of chunky vomit, the 7-11 chili cheese dog is equal parts “cheese” sauce, oddly smelling “chili,” a hot dog bun and a hot dog. Both the “cheese” and the “chili” are applied – at least in some locations – to the hot dog by two different machines which excrete the substances via spray nozzles; while applying the “chili” you are guaranteed to recognize in both sight and sound the resemblance between the “chili” machine’s operation and bloody explosive diarrhea. Both toppings are liquidy enough to immediately turn your bun into a quickly dissolving pile of slop, and what you end up stuffing into your face between heavy groans of discomfort, dissatisfaction and Giving In after all this is basically a disgusting, savory, chemically-congealed stew of depressing ass saturated fat. Excellent fare if you’re currently hating yourself.

Ave. consumption time: 10 minutes
Calories from fat: 310
Total calories: 360
Price: ~$3
Average comfort received: Medium as comfort is actively deflected by how disgusting the thing looks

5. Kentucky Fried Chicken

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By stepping inside a Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant, it’s no secret that you’re feeling terrible and jesus, you hate yourself so much right now, and so naturally, anything one might order here is great food for the eternally self-loathing individual. The fried chicken – procured from billions of genetic mutant birds who’ve had their beaks cut off and live their entire miserable lives inside a cage no wider than a piece of A1-sized paper, and who serve as a metaphor for your own existentially fucked first world situation – is served fresh from the heat lamps with a side of pureed potato-stuff and brown “gravy.” Indeed, watching an individual eat KFC, one can simply feel the simultaneous self-loathing and gluttony permeating the atmosphere around them. Excellent fare for the depressed individual.

Ave. consumption time: 20 minutes, depending on size of order
Calories from fat: ~300
Total calories: ~700
Price: ~$6
Average comfort received: Very high, very greasy


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  • stephen


  • http://twitter.com/kombizz kombizz

    How about eating ice cream or walking under the rain?

  • http://twitter.com/nestevian888 Brooklyn

    Right on the money with the chilli cheese dog from 7-11….. meat that is dispensed through a machine was created for the manic depressive =)

  • brittany wallace

    one dollar cheeseburger from mcdonalds

    • http://twitter.com/nestevian888 Brooklyn

      good one.. broke & depressed!ย 

    • leaf


    • leaf


  • A.

    “Oh fuck why the fuck do I feel so bad all the time?โ€ in your car in the Taco Bell parking lot.”
    I honestly could say this 6+ times a week.

    Also I have never considered eating an entire Bloomin’ Onion until now and WHY HAVE I NOT THOUGHT OF THAT?? You can even call ahead for take-away to avoid the shame of going inside and showing your face. Will definitely be doing this one day this week, thx TC.

    • http://twitter.com/cjhallman Carly J Hallman

      The Taco Bell parking lot is a pride cemetery.

      • EP

        If you’re really, really drunk it isn’t.

      • EP

        If you’re really, really drunk it isn’t.

      • Angela

        ย Or a stoner’s paradise.

  • Anonymous

    Missed an important one: Pudding. When one is too gloomy even for the sharp chill of ice cream, nevermind the array of foods that require jaw usage. For serious depressives only.

  • Anonymous

    The Cinnabon bit makes me want to watch Louis C.K.. Good article.

  • Anonymous

    The Cinnabon bit makes me want to watch Louis C.K.. Good article.

  • JEN

    This shit is sooo funny. I like how all the “Average comfort received’s” were Very High.

    LOL. make another one PLZ!

    • anon

      Go back to MySpace, PLZ!

  • http://twitter.com/lekiksters Kayla Dalsfoist

    now i’m depressed andย  hungry.

  • Dulcenaia

    some of your calorie counts are way off. not your point, i know, but as a self-proclaimed pro at depressed overeating, i can assure you that burrito package has well over 1000 calories and the steak, butter, sour cream combo would have to be eaten in space or in a black hole where our earthly understanding of energy no longer applies for it to have 390 calories

    • Brandon

      the ones that i couldn’t find exact nutritional data for, i was just ‘guesstimating’ for the most part, i have little real knowledge of caloric values in foods, so you’re probably right

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1363230138 Michael Koh

    I haven’t had food all day and I don’t know how, but that mashed potatoes & gravy made me lose my appetite.

  • http://fastfoodies.org Briana

    As a self-proclaimed Fast Foodie, Outback Steakhouse aficionado, and general glutton, I approve this message.

    …and your use of the phrase “buttery ass”

  • EP

    Do people really eat Kraft singles without sandwiches? #weird

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000135790951 Matt Schultz

    why i am a vegetarian.

    • wait a minute

      Veg*ns can binge eat too! Try an entire bag of potato chips! Nom nom nom. Gloom.

  • http://twitter.com/jemmehlee Jamie โค ๏ฝกโ—•

    These consumption times are slow…

    • Brandon

      you generally eat slower when you’re sobbing between bites and constantly having to overcome the ‘anti-urge’ to just sit there and not move at all…

  • guest

    just huff the reddi-wip

  • aestheticallychallenged

    ย I LOVE Reddi-Whip.ย  I always eat it from the can.ย  Always.

  • EmilyAVasquez

    An entire roll of Toll House cookie dough

  • http://heheheheheheheeheheheehehe.com/ tao


  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=227700865 Sheela Cheong

    ‘creamy semi-solid’ is the texture of depression.

  • shane

    i made this casserole type thing with chicken at the bottom (always brine w/salt -&- sugar), plus turkey gravy, cream of mushroom soup, thanksgiving-style instant stuffing w/ dried cranberries mixed in, and a little cranberry sauce. with garlic mashed potatoes on top. if you’re someone who cooks when you’re sad it’s pretty easy; just cook the chicken a little beforehand in some of the gravy. it was kind of great for a recipe i developed while spending like two hours wandering around the grocery store.

    good call on the whipped cream

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    This list is MAKING me depressed because of the various mentions of potatoes and cheese and gravy in different configurations, which makes me think of poutine and get homesick for Canada since I cannot have poutine because I am in Chicago and these fuckers DO sell poutine here, but it’s gourmet shit, and they put like, quail eggs and elk meat in it, and NO, that’s just wrong, stop it. I will probably remedy this problem with option number two, the burrito, because I’ll be too busy being in pain to be depressed, and also I won’t be thinking of Canada anymore because there are no burritos in Canada, well, not any that are any good.

  • Livia

    what happened to pizza?

  • Anonymous


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