When I was taking lessons, my crotchety teacher would punish me for not practicing by smacking my hands with a ruler. Get me in a room with you and that digital piano and I'll get you properly motivated.
Seriously though, music is the one thing that really fights depression for me. I know it can be hard to get up there and do the work but man, I always feel so accomplished when I do.
Have you tried to analyse why it is you think you feel this way?
Sometimes I really just want to kill myself, while most of the time I just don't give a fuck about anything, even dying. Sick of it all. Drinking doesn't help, either. Fuck it all.
i recently bought a digital piano in hopes of learning but i find it hard to motivate myself to practice. not that playing the piano is a social activity. only hobby i have that can transition into a social setting is the fact that im an alcoholic. i have no other hobbies to speak of.
i live in orange county CA. there are plenty of people around. im just too depressed to find the willpower to get up and get out.
im just venting really thanks for the concern tho. ive been this way so long i dont see a way out. im not even looking for a way out ive just accepted it
I hate it... that i'm basically living just because i'm forced to. And i hate all of the expectations that my family has for me and that i have been unable/unwilling to fulfill... wish i could just disappear and off myself w/o anyone ever knowing...
I have never seen a therapist. I used to have a female friend who would tell me i need to see one but i never took it to heart. Ive looked into it but i dont know how to go about choosing one. I would also only be able to go on weekends. I assume there are therapists who work weekends but i always find a way to just brush aside my problems and responsibilities.
http://www.apa.org/helpcenter/choose-therapist.aspxTo find a psychologist, ask your physician or another health professional. Call your local or state psychological association. Consult a local university or college department of psychology. Ask family and friends. Contact your area community mental health center. Inquire at your church or synagogue. Or, use APA's Psychologist Locator service.
I'm fearing my depression may be something bigger.
Lately, I've had speech problems (it is between stuttering and not being able to pronounce words correctly) and problems with my hands/fingers (I tried giving a small bone to my chihuahua dog and I couldn't let my fingers together in order to give it so I ended up dropping it or showed my mom something in my phone but my hand didn't stop trembling)
I'm too afraid to go to the doctor and, also, I don't have money to. I'm barely scraping by and my self esteem is so low that I can only think "Why even bother?"
I'm afraid...
So I posted in that Duggar thread about how that whole case has been triggering me like crazy over the last couple weeks. Due to my cousin's abuse and me and my sisters. To add on top of that my insurance has been giving me the run around on my contacts for my Kerataconus and the long term disability just gave themselves an extension of another month to make a decision. I also got a friend invite on facebook from my brother out of nowhere. He was the abuser of me and my sister. Every day i've debated closing my facebook account because I don't use it anyways and I just didn't want to give him any avenue of contacting me, following me or finding me. It's given me panic attacks every day so bad I went through my bottle of valium taking extra's. That was fine because I was taking less than prescribed anyways for awhile so I had extra.
Luckily I have therapy tomorrow to talk about this but tonight I talked to my sister and apparently she gave him her email to contact her because he was trying to reach out to everyone. Apparently a couple years ago he was in a bad accident driving a semi and has severe back and neck injury. He almost died and he said it gave him perspective on everything he done and how shit his life was being alone with no family. I can empathize with the near death experience changing your perspective and doing things to you mentally since it happened to me with my heart problem. anyways he was trying to reach out to us to basically atone for everything he did and be a family with us. This has threw me for a bigger loop. I've always said he is the one person I would never forgive for everything he has done to my family, especially me and my sister. I can't help but thinking though at what point do I become the bad person for holding onto the hate and not letting it go. Or am I right to hold onto it to protect myself? My mind is a jumbled mess right now.
How do you guys get answers from your doctors so quickly? It's been almost a month since I saw this last guy and I still haven't heard anything. Is there a trick to it?
Because I can't seem to help myself. I remember going to my counselor at college to share my problems. She does give me some advices that could help me, but I have to do the work. When you've mentioned catastrophic thinking and had to look up the meaning of it, I think to myself that I have this type of thing with school, jobs, life, etc. I always perceive things to be difficult and confusing. I want to tell myself that I should look at things differently in order to overcome hardships. It might not happen, hopefully it does in the future.
I have had therapy in the past but I think needed someone different as we just ended up going in circles towards the end. She was a really friendly, compassionate person, but I think I needed someone who would be a bit tougher on me.
I will seek it out but I think I should try and make an actual good attempt to get a career and be self sufficient first. I've had periods these last 6 years where I've felt incredibly bad and genuinely incapable of doing much but inbetween them there has been a lot of bone idleness.
Thanks. I talked about this at therapy and it helped me. I broke down unexpectedly and surprised them, I think the therapist was so surprised they were considering taking me over the mental facility across the street. They never saw me like that because i'm usually a rock. I still have my FB account and look at the friend request for about 5 minutes a day and then close it. I'm still lost but I feel I will come to a decision soon. I was glad I broke down though and talked about it because later a couple other guys in group came forward and were able to admit to their abuse after hearing me and said I inspired them to come forward.
Sometimes I really just want to kill myself, while most of the time I just don't give a fuck about anything, even dying. Sick of it all. Drinking doesn't help, either. Fuck it all.
She's also been pushing for me to find a girlfriend so we can all so double dates or something, but I don't really find anyone if interest. And even when I do, I don't approach them or say anything because I don't want to be awkward or creepy towards someone. I'm not sure how to handle talking to complete strangers from a dating standpoint. Most of my friends meet people through other friends, but most of the time I'm already friends with my friends' friends. I'm taking a more active role in doing things but that's been bugging me for a bit. I need to unstick myself from this,rut while I'm in college. Needing money for college is what's preventing me from moving out.
I'm afraid...
Whoops. Forgot to post in this thread tonight almost. So many things to do!
Tomorrow will be my first session with a psychiatrist. It's my first ever therapy session ever, so I'm a bit nervous for it. I also have a lot going on before the appointment so it will be a hectic day.
Resumed my therapy sessions today. She really did change whole approach and she took out her theory from month ago and so we are now focusing on how to cope with current situation, mostly with job issues (I told her that I currently do not need any 'preaching' about relationships, because I decided that I will stay single for some time)
Oh and being in great physical shape really helps - yesterday went hiking into the mountains with my dad, 10 km trek with 1900 meters of altitude difference (950 up and down) in three hours and I have zero muscle pain today.
I think it's quite interesting that you think approaching a potential romantic interest or striking up a conversation should be avoided for fear of it being creepy. Surely there must be a non-creepy, non-threatening way to do it, right?
Awkward is avoidable too. In my experience, awkward happens when you resist uncomfortable. If you're able to be comfortable with being uncomfortable than awkward is greatly minimized.
I know it's probably just the medicine but I kinda just feel empty. No real strong feelings either way. Maybe it's just because I'm exhausted and haven't gotten a good night sleep in a while.
How long have you been on your meds?
Tomorrow it will have been a week. I was told 4-6 weeks for any changes so i'm not too worried, just a weird feeling.
I started working yesterday for 4 hours, it felt like a long time. But tomorrow I'm going to work 6 hours and 45 minutes, Friday: 7 hours, and Saturday: 8 hours
It's going to be a disaster for me. I mean I did okay yesterday, but it wasn't enough. There's a lot to learn which I haven't got to that point. Like answering customer's questions, finding the sizes of their items, being open to other people, learning the options from the cashier, etc.
I wish I worked where I just do cashier and just saying "Hi, how are you?" then "Thanks for shopping, and have a nice day"
Customer service is not for me.
Of course it felt like a long time - it was your first day! Jobs are naturally going to be overwhelming for the first little bit while we adjust to it.
I know it's tempting to draw final, ultimate conclusions about what you're capable of based off of one day's experience but I would encourage you to consider the human mind's incredible ability to adjust to new circumstances, and to make what was once incredible simply "normal" or at least more "normal" than it was.
Success story:
After calling every psychiatrist around me and not being able to get an appointment at any point in 2015 I went back to my family doctor, the same doctor that had ignored my "concentration issues" that I brought up to him just a month before. He was literally my last option.
To make sure he took me seriously this timeI did two things. One, I specifically made the appointment for ADHD and axiety unlike last time when I made an appointment for "constant fatigue, cant concentrate, anxiety". Two, I brought notes with me. I have been making a list of all symptoms I feel whenever they arise or whenever I read something clicks with me.
We meet and asks me some standard questions. Then he gets to "how long have you been noticing this?" I say "for as long as I can remember I've been easily distracted and procrastinate constantly". That's when his eyebrows raised from his laptop and started taking me more seriously. He gave me an Adult ADHD questionnaire of about 20 questions, I answered completely honestly because I want a proper diagnosis and I ended up answering almost every question with "very often".
After asking me a ton of questions, and reviewing my answers he said that I have ADHD and it is pretty severe. For a long time I had thought to myself that I had very severe ADHD but I didn't bring it up to him because I wanted a proper, unbiased diagnosis and I didn't want it to seem like I was just fishing for Adderall. So when he said the word "severe" I felt a huge weight off of my shoulders, I guess because deep down inside I had doubted myself and was always worried that I was just using it as a crutch.
So he prescribed me Adderall XR 20mg. I haven't even picked up the medicine yet, I have no clue how it will make me feel but I'm in the best mood ever. It's on my record, I'm not crazy, everything I've thought to myself feels validated now. That small step is a HUGE success story for me. It brings me back to when I was 9 and learning what procrastinate means and immediately identifying with it, and being 14 and learning what ADD was and immediately identifying with it.
So, even after all of this, I brought up my anxiety and OCD issues and he brushed them off completely. I'm learning that this guy really only likes to treat one issue at a time, and maybe your doctor is like that too.
Awesome! I'm so glad to hear you finally were able to get treatment for that!
I know exactly what you mean about it being a huge weight off your shoulders getting officially diagnosed and having your issues legitimized by a medical professional. I felt the same way when I was diagnosed with depression.
Anyways, I hope you're able to get treatment for your anxiety and OCD soon as well!
while thinking about stuff that is on my mind.
Went for another hike today. I found solitary mountain hiking to have phenomenal effect on my mental state .Fantastic recreation in the nature and a lot of time to think about issues. Well, it is nice to have some company on new, unknown trails, but on well known I rather hike alone.
I was first on the summit today. Sat there summit for 25 minutes in windy weather and in complete solitude to enjoy this view on our highest mountain, listening to groundhogs, birds and the wind
while thinking about stuff that is on my mind.
You desperately need a break from your job. I mean total break for at least one week - go on vacation, turn off your phone (or at least block every job contact for that period of time), leave your computer at home and just relax.. But after a while I realized that it wasn't much so that I was more confident, it's just that I'm too damned tired all the time to really give a shit about anything anymore. I feel like I've cut off all my friends and I've fallen into the monotony of life that everyone dreads of. I feel like quitting this job without having another one lined up because it's just not worth all of this stress.
I just wanted to post a status update, I've been going through the hoops of medication so far I've had to ratchet my prescription up to 60mg Latuda tablets with a sampler pack of 80s to try if the 60s stop working like the 40s did.
I am doing a lot better, I've been happier than I've been in a long time and I am trying to get myself back into the habit of writing, and I've been enjoying my games more.
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I also listened to Modest Mouse's new album, Strangers To Ourselves, and I can't believe they knocked it out of the park again. Fantastic musicians and it's nice to hear Isaac Brock wailing away angrily once again, and hopefully that rumor of a new Gorillaz album coming is true.
Therapy tomorrow and I don't know what to talk about except I'm angry a lot and paranoid and those cause intrusive suicidal thoughts. Whoopty-doo what the hell is new?
If you've previously had issues getting your message across to your regular doctor before and can't see a psychiatrist then I highly suggest trying to make a VERY specific appointment with your doctor for ONE issue, then describe how it affects your day-to-day life, how it affects you from achieving your goals, and come in with notes. It might make all the difference because then he/she will have no choice but to hear what you have to say and what you are saying will be loud and clear.
I don't actually care much about the hair loss anymore. It sucks, but I would look pretty decent bald if not for the huge hollows above my eyes. The hollows are what's causing my huge waves of depression. It's gotten to the point where it's affecting my work attendance. I end up calling in I'm so depressed. Luckily, as horrible and low paying as my job is, they have an insanely lenient attendance policy, but I've reached the limit of it. It's a point system, and I'm out of points to use. It's a dead end warehouse job and calling in at all basically forfeits your raise, so I haven't gotten one for four years now. I have no skills for other work that won't pay just the same, or worse, but have a much stricter attendance policy. Besides, this job lets me wear a hat, which I do. Not to cover my baldness, but to hide my eyes. It pushes down on my eyebrows enough to hide the hollowness a bit. The fact that I'd have to expose the hollowness of my eyes if I get another job makes me feel like I'm stuck where I am, which just makes me even more depressed.
Has anyone had any similar experiences? It's slightly jarring, since I was so certain I was a total introvert before and that kind of defined me. I mean, I'm not complaining by any means, it's just surprising.
I just want to say to hang in there all of you, and that in some ways things get better.
So yeah, work fucking sucks and it's absolutely soul draining. If anyone has advice on how to talk about this with my supervisor I'd appreciate it. Everything in this post is more or less what I intend to mention to him, albeit in a more professional manner. I really want to quit though. My family says to just stick it out cause that's how work/life is like sometimes but I hate that advice because it's what I've literally tried to do in every aspect of my life and I'm still miserable.
I feel great seeing my therapist and psychiatrist cause I get a lot off my chest and don't see me as some weird entity but that quickly crumbles once something off happens that makes me feel depressed. Should I consider taking medication? The OCD isn't helping with my sleep either so I'm seriously considering it and hopefully makes this road to recovery that much easier on my mind. In addition to that, I've done some research on the medication and it seems to provide some relief to people who rapidly and constantly pester on their thoughts, providing a boost of mood, which is something I haven't honestly felt with my depression in years.
Sort of. Over the past year I've learned that my tendency to want to be alone / stay introverted is one of the chains of my suffering rather than a solace or relief. Sure, I still need some alone time, but I've learned I feel much better if I straight ignore my desire to spend tonight / tomorrow / the weekend alone in my room and force myself to call up a few people. Even if we just talk for a bit. Even if we just sit around at a bar, or go see a movie. Even if I don't even have a ton of fun and I'm just fulfilling my vague sense of social obligation. At the end of the night I'm left with less of that grand empty feeling.
So that has motivated me to be social - and forcing myself to be social has, in turn, made being social easier. Snowball effect of some sort.
I still struggle to talk to people I don't know, like in my classes, but that's my next challenge I've been chipping away at. I'm at least at a place where I can consistently reach out to the people I do know instead of blowing them off until we drift apart, which was my instinct for so long.
Do you understand your greater social inclination as a result of a greater sense of reward from social experiences?
BakedYams, I'm not a doctor so my thoughts are of limited medical value, but I can offer that there are many people afflicted with similar conditions for whom medication is tremendously helpful. I would encourage you to consider it as an option. Also keep in mind that medication is a flexible, wide-open thing: just because you're on medication doesn't mean you'll be on TONS of medication, or be "doped up" or be this or be that. The purpose of the medication is to alleviate your symptoms and help you feel more like yourself; it may take a few tries to find something that works but a mental health doctor should have a strong knowledge of the possibilities.
I hope you are able to find some relief from your suffering.
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I have an appointment with a therapist tomorrow. How do I not waste the session? I'm still not convinced how simply talking to someone can cure an illness.
Not "cure" but manage.I have an appointment with a therapist tomorrow. How do I not waste the session? I'm still not convinced how simply talking to someone can cure an illness.
I have an appointment with a therapist tomorrow. How do I not waste the session? I'm still not convinced how simply talking to someone can cure an illness.
Is not masturbating unhealthy? I started taking meds 6 days ago and now it takes me like an hour (of trying really hard) to finally orgasm. It's a fucking chore and I don't want to bother with it anymore.
It won't hurt you. I've gone quite some time without masturbating thanks to my meds. You might have more wet dreams, though.
Is not masturbating unhealthy? I started taking meds 6 days ago and now it takes me like an hour (of trying really hard) to finally orgasm. It's a fucking chore and I don't want to bother with it anymore.