Sorry for being a bit MIA, y'all, classes started today and it's stressing me out. I copied all of my due dates and stuff into my planner like I do every semester but it just seems like so much more this year than it was last year. It probably isn't, but it seems that way, and I hope I can adjust to the busyness of the semester quickly.
Yeah my case manager brought up a job placement place near me. They help people get clothes for interviews and help them get placed at a job. I will be setting all that stuff up soon.
That sounds like a fantastic resource, redlegs. I hope it goes well, and keep us posted if you're comfortable!
I highly doubt they intentionally kept that info from me. Likely there was something lost in translation from the doctor to the assistant who called me or something like that. Doesn't really matter though.
And I appreciate the advice. Those are some very good points.
To be honest though, I have no desire to try to get my mom to understand. I'm not close with my parents at all and barely have a relationship with them (despite living in the same house as both of them my whole life and currently). If anything, my mom has been very bad for my mental health. She is stressed out every waking moment and it stresses me out in turn. I just try to keep as much distance from her so that she doesn't make my anxiety even worse than it already is.
Well, certainly, I don't know the situation with your mother so I didn't mean to claim that you "SHOULD" do it that way. That sort of attitude and patience would probably be helpful with a whole slew of people, though, when you're trying to let them in on what's going on.
Regardless, I hope things are going well as you continue looking forward to your upcoming medical appointments!
Anyone here ever been diagnosed with bipolar? My neurologist mentioned it in passing during a visit related to migraines and the more I think about it the more it makes sense.
I never really considered it a realistic explanation for my mood before because I always imagined bipolar people as rapidly transitioning from super happy, giggly, euphoria to extreme depression and suicidal tendencies in like the blink of an eye.
But the more I look into it, I think it actually fits how I feel. Like the past few days, for example, I'm just super pissed off and annoyed. No reason at all, I'm just irritated at fucking everything. Kids at home ask me the wrong question and I blow up. Two weeks ago I was totally normal. Not really happy but just normal. And three weeks before that I was depressed for no reason, where I just didn't feel like doing anything.
What's weird is that I never really have low self esteem. If anything I have *high* self esteem. So idk, that doesn't really fit with any of my other symptoms.
Anyone ever tried Lithium or Depakote? How did it make you feel?
I was diagnosed, bipolar, yes, and at the time I thought it made a lot of sense but it didn't stick. I came to understand that my mood instability is instead caused by severe anxiety, and subsequently was taken off of the bipolar meds I was on.
So while bipolar is a reality for many, many people, I'd caution not to see any sort of mood up and down as bipolar; it usually is defined by the recognizable manic or hypomanic states. There are some newer diagnoses out there ("bipolar III" which I've heard doctors throw around and cyclothymia) that don't have to be as pronounced which may be a possibility in other situations.
My point, I guess, is that there are often a few different directions from which to look at what's going on, and there might even be several at a time that really seem to make sense. Eventually you can figure out which ones hold up.
I haven't taken either of those medications, no, though Lithium was considered for a period.
My therapist had recommended me to go and start a garden, as a therapeutic way to cope with my lost of friends, depression, stress levels, and a way to help with my social skills.
This is what the garden looked like in May, after gutting (and later planting) the garden from the dead vegetation that was left behind by the previous owners:
And here is what it looks like in August. The reason why it looks dry, is due to the water shortages here in North Vancouver:
It hasn't stopped me from thinking of my friends and how lonely I am, but I am happy with how my garden has turned out.
First of all, your garden looks great.
Second of all, does it help you process your feelings or think about your loneliness even a bit while you're actively gardening?
Tried for several years with multiple therapists, been taking medication for about two years, nothing seems to work.
Do you have any sense of what didn't work with those therapists? How about with those medications?
No, she never behaved like that before.
At least my day changed for the better after the message. My little cousins visited to play some games with me for 2 hours and later I got drunk with best friends to distract myself. Texted her later on and admitted my depression and all my other problems. It's a small step I guess.
You mentioned not wanting to talk about these things in person, DKQ, because they're so sensitive and uncomfortable. Do you think there's any way you could work through that discomfort and try to talk it out face to face? Perhaps write out everything you're going to say ahead of time? That helps me a lot sometimes.
It still seems to me that it could be helpful to level with one another about what's going on instead of just wondering and worrying.
Hey all. Trying to find resources for someone I know. They need a hotline to call every so often when their issues flare up. They are a rape survivor and part of the LGBTIQ community. When they are in need they get agitated easily and have had some bad experiences with hotlines like RAINN, which has been a mixed bag overall.
Are there any local LGBTIQ communities you can reach out to to ask what resources they recommend? For instance, I know of a situation locally where a member of my father's church (which has a big LGBT community) was able to get connected to some resources by speaking with another member of the church who had been through similar circumstances.
So I pretty much have no reason to live and it seems like a continued effort toward living is just going to prolong my suffering.
I never finished college so the only jobs available to me are minimum wage garbage. There's absolutely no point in doing that. I'm almost 30, I can't continue to work humiliating and degrading service industry jobs for ~$10/hr. Working every single weekend and just struggling to make enough money to go back to my horrible job the next day. Why does anyone do that? I sincerely have no idea why suicide rates aren't double or triple what they are considering so many people are going through exactly what I am. There is absolutely no point to living this life and it's only constant suffering and stress, I honestly cannot comprehend how or why anyone does it.
There's no one reason that people go on unless you categorize it as generally as "they find it sufficiently fulfilling" and even then there are many that fall outside of that broad definition. Ultimately we all have to find our own purpose, meaning and fulfillment, and it is almost never something that is handed to us by someone else; rather we must build it ourselves, for ourselves. The one thing I do believe is that we can all build it, if only we can figure out how. Of course, the figuring out can be difficult in itself. Perhaps that's what you're having trouble with?
I know I'm just some internet yokel so what I say doesn't necessarily have any value, but I sincerely do not believe it is too late for you to start that search, to start building. Sometimes the search itself can be meaningful. Have you considered getting any mental health treatment?
Moved across the country a few months ago for a job and it turned out to be a shit show. My depression and ADHD kicked in hard a week or so ago. I'm in this new city where I know a grand total of 5 people, I have no family here, and im always alone. I have an interview with the county on Wednesday and I'm terrified that my mental state will ruin that interview. I've been trying to get a hold of any place that will help me get back on the meds that I've been taking for years, but it's not that easy here. I don't know what to do anymore.
First of all, I admire your strength in moving across the country to a place where you know only a few people. It's a transition that is extremely tough, one that I'm not confident I'll be able to do any time soon.
Is there any option for mental health treatment locally?
I don't know why I am even posting here but I am again.
I think I am finally done with life. I know 100% of my problems are self inflicted which is one reason why suicide is the best solution. I failed at life and I am tried of being dragged through this dead body of an existence.
I have been up reading my old posts here on gaf and my journals and wonder why I didn't kill myself before. Nothing gets better at all. I know I'll never have anything worth living for.
I know I'll never get married. Had a friend once who said to me what if I get married at 50 years old. Saying something like this to me when I see others around me getting married and having families is like someone telling me go f myself.
I hate how I look. People say go to the gym like that's going to help anything. My issue is I like guys who 99% of the time will not go out with me. Going to the gym won't solve that.
I have failed at life. I don't have anything I am a walking loser who works just to pay bills and pretty much be shitted on by society.
So finally I just want to apologize for existing. I don't belong here and I know life itself don't want me. I do know death accepts everyone.
Tomorrow hopefully I can and will just end it all if I can. If not then yeah I am a loser for life.
I'm sorry things are so tough, neojubei.
You're right that going to the gym won't instantly solve your problems. It will, however, alleviate anxiety (scientifically proven to!), improve your self image, and improve your mental and physical health generally. I must say I don't quite understand what you mean that you're certain that the guys you like won't go out with you and I even less understand that you feel that they
never will, NO MATTER WHAT. If it's an issue of how you feel about your physical appearance, that can be improved. There are tools for that. There is a plan for that. If you feel it's an issue of our emotions or personality, those, too, can be worked on and grown and developed into something that is more authentically you. You are not simply a vehicle for suffering, you are a human being, and what's most important is to try to alleviate enough of the suffering that you can begin to see who that human being is, exactly.
I get the impression that you're at a point where the suffering feels neverending, and that sounds truly difficult. I mean, it sucks. It sucks horribly. It is not neverending, though, as nothing is; everything is impermanent, and we have many tools to begin to shape the direction our lives will go in the next week, month, year or beyond. I encourage you to think critically about what you can do work yourself out of the predicaments you feel you're trapped in, break them down into the smallest steps possible and then see if, through will and even the help of others, you can take a small step or maybe even two. The feeling of progress itself can bring relief.
If you are thinking of taking your own life I strongly urge you to either call a suicide hotline 1 (800) 273-8255, seek medical attention or both. There is help out there, there is a way out, and there are people who can help you find it.
Mainly my heart condition. Either it will give out one time and my pacemaker won't catch it or the scarring tissue will continue to increase and it will just worsen, which it already has and is already doing something new the pacemaker is having trouble keeping up with. Could be a blackout at the wrong time. As much as I hope it would happen while i'm sleeping I know that thought, even though it contradicts my wish, sits in the back of my mind and contributes to my insomnia issues.
Suicidal thoughts is also a consideration with my combined physical and mental issues. I've been in that even keel mood for a month now which is good, I guess, but as my therapist pointed out I float from that dysthymia state which has become a baseline for me to deep depression. Just like people in my group therapy sessions and in this thread you see posters, like the couple above me here, that may have different things going on but we still share similar symptoms. That's why I hate to throw out the same "Things will get better, tomorrow is another day, etc etc" that I get told over and over. I know my conditions are only going to worsen and im going to fall down that pit again and i'm going to using those words my therapist and people tell me against myself. For me it always boils down to hesitation and then holding onto that hesitation. I reason if i'm hesitating then I must be wanting to hold on for something. And at that point I find a reason, no matter how silly it may seem, to keep on going on. I hate the feeling of always clinging on by your fingertips. I feel everyone has different experiences that has lead them to depression and different chemical imbalances. Coupled with different coping mechanisms and support systems sometimes I wonder if its even possible for some of us to ever fully climb out of that pit. Is it better to just accept that and build our life around that or keep on fighting tooth and nail and try to endure the down swings? I wish I had some answer or words of wisdom at the end of typing all that but life just is not that easy unfortunately
I think it's a mix of climbing upwards and accepting that you may never be fully out. That acceptance, though, can be a sort of out in itself. For if we were totally accepting of our feelings and our circumstances ... would there be any problem? Is suffering not the resistance to pain?
Hopefully greater acceptance and treatment can put you in such a place that you're holding on at least by your fingers instead of your fingertips, Ponn.
What do you mean that you'll use those words against yourself?
I'm losing faith in my blog I'm working on pretty quickly. I spent four years studying English in college and somehow I still can't write well. I wish my professors hadn't been so forgiving and allowed me to half-ass all of my papers and given me a false sense of confidence. I kind of prided myself on my writing abilities but it's becoming pretty clear that they're not as strong as I thought they were. And sure I could practice, but I've been practicing consistently for the last four years and it hasn't done as much good as I thought. And I didn't really care about anything more than getting a good grade at that point, but now that I'm writing for my own interest and benefit, it's really getting me down.
On top of that, I got a call back from a company I applied to, which should be a good thing, but of course I'm terrified and I'd rather do...a lot of things...than work there. But I have to pretend that I want to and do my best to get the job so I can make a living, even though that takes more time away from my personal projects, which means my hopes for them amounting to anything will deteriorate even more... But chances are I won't even get the job, because I'm extremely good at bombing interviews. Even the phone conversation I had earlier was intensely awkward. It just seems like there's no winning.
For what it's worth, what helped my writing the most was being forced, in school, to write a series of long research papers, going through several drafts for each one. Perhaps taking on a longer writing project than what is traditionally used for the blog format will allow for a greater sense of progress and growth in your writing and style? It's also helpful if you can ask others to read and make comments.
I find it interesting that it seems like there's no winning partly because you've already concluded some future events will be failures.
Certainly both growing your writing skills and yourself are possible. It's just a matter of figuring out how.
Maybe I should post things more often like this in here, as I just got an on site interview with the company I was hoping to get one with. I took a coding test for them last week and it turned out to be extremely simple. I have an on-site pair programming session (their form of interview) this Friday
I'm so glad to hear that! I hope it goes well
First day back to college. As always, it sucked. Too many students there and I just don't like it. Makes me wish that the community college that I transferred from have the classes I need for my major. Now I have to take probability and statistics class for my prerequisite which I find it to be boring and uninteresting. This is my last try so if I fail then I can't take the class again. Which means good bye in getting bachelors degree of computer science.
Hey MisterLuffy, it's the first day over here, too, and I'm stressing and anxious and worried I'm going to fail and one of my teachers today was hostile when I went to talk to her about my anxiety. What's worth remembering, though, is that it's just the first day, just the first week. School gets substantially less stressful once your classes aren't an unknown and you can get into a sort of rhythm with the whole thing. I hope you can give it at least three weeks before making any conclusions.
though i havent said anything before, i just want to say that i love all of you (yes you!) and if anyone wants to talk feel free to PM me. you arent alone, even in your most powerful struggles and darkest times.
Much appreciated, Forgive Me
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