Does anyone else just get those spells of feeling numb and lethargic? Been feeling like this for the past few days. Doing the things I like doing has made me feel very little, but the daily things that occur that I don't like irritates me slightly more. Social interaction is limited, and mostly online, and even those chats don't have me engaged as much. I will still follow what is said and add things here and there, but not invested enough to have any significant insight into anything. I even have some messages from a couple of people I know in person that I can't bring myself to reply to right now, because I know I will get nothing out of it. Just hope I can snap out of it soon, makes me feel like half of the person that I can be.
does anyone have any tips for diplomatically telling people around you they're not helping so you don't feel like shit for calling them out
to give an example of the kind of thing i mean. i was having dinner with my parents and they were talking about how i should start a buisness using my experience as a carer with my dad. i know they were just trying to be nice and make conversation, but it made me feel useless. it's like, i'm so hopeless at the moment i can barely make myself do incredibly basic things how on earth am i going to get the energy to start a buisness. let's start with goals i can do now instead of overwhelming me with feelings of pressure. but i don't want to say that as i'll feel terrible for jumping on an innocuous, well meant comment and i know they'll get very defensive and i'll feel awful for even bringing it up, maybe even worse than just from mulling over the comment. yet i know that they are making me feel worse and aren't just a one-off so i don't want to just ignore it.
does anyone have any tips for diplomatically telling people around you they're not helping so you don't feel like shit for calling them out
Bagels, I was going to text you last night but got crippled with 'he's resting, you idiot, leave him the hell alone' and didn't.
I am really, really happy you have Lyme Disease. Wait. That came out wrong. Erm.
Uh, okay, I am really, really happy it's not something horribly worse! There we go. And Lyme Disease is totally treatable! And I am fascinated by it, did you get the bullseye rash too? (I doubt it since you are nearly a doctor and if you'd seen that you would have been like 'Oh, look, I have Lyme Disease.')
I hope you feel better soon, and kick it the butt. Rest and take care of yourself.
Anyone have any renowned and effective CBT links?
Sorry Bagels, I've been so worked up on my problems that I didn't know you have a disease. I hope you get well soon.
A) It's a lower dose of Wellbutrin, it's commonly used, it works well.
B) What is the difference between taking a medication and taking super-dietary levels of an amino acid? If you're worried about adverse effects and such, taking large doses of L-tyrosine, which is what you'd be talking about, can have its own unknown effects.
It's still up to you, absolutely, but you'd be using the tyrosine AS a medication. The natural world is not benign, and even things that are good for you can do weird things.
So I woke up today (at 4pm) with cops and like news trucks all outside my house. Apparently there's been a string of break ins in on my street. The robbers would wait for old people to leave their house and then go in.
This has made my ocd and paranoia go fucking rampant today. I've often worried way too much about what to do for home security, and am scared of being blamed for things I didn't do. I'm sure some of you remember that night in chat when I was freaking out trying to decide if I should have my porch light on or off. Well when shit like this happens, it tells my brain that all those paranoid thoughts were justified. That they were good thoughts to have to prevent shit like this.
So now I can't stop thinking of this shit. I was making such progress too, but it feels like thats all out the window. Do I answer the phone when it rings, should I leave my lights on, should I walk infront of the window to show people someone's in here, will I somehow be blamed for these robberies, Should I stop my grandmother from sitting outside on the porch, should I answer the doorbell.. ahhh
I'm fucking calling people from my home phone and touching todays newspaper to get my prints on it to try and ensure an alibi. My mom has been home with me all day so she can verify I didn't go out, but I am still terrified they will blame me somehow. What if some of the cops outside my house looked in my window and saw something they thought was illegal and are setting up a bust right now?
I feel fucking crazy.
So I woke up today (at 4pm) with cops and like news trucks all outside my house. Apparently there's been a string of break ins in on my street. The robbers would wait for old people to leave their house and then go in.
This has made my ocd and paranoia go fucking rampant today. I've often worried way too much about what to do for home security, and am scared of being blamed for things I didn't do. I'm sure some of you remember that night in chat when I was freaking out trying to decide if I should have my porch light on or off. Well when shit like this happens, it tells my brain that all those paranoid thoughts were justified. That they were good thoughts to have to prevent shit like this.
So now I can't stop thinking of this shit. I was making such progress too, but it feels like thats all out the window. Do I answer the phone when it rings, should I leave my lights on, should I walk infront of the window to show people someone's in here, will I somehow be blamed for these robberies, Should I stop my grandmother from sitting outside on the porch, should I answer the doorbell.. ahhh
I'm fucking calling people from my home phone and touching todays newspaper to get my prints on it to try and ensure an alibi. My mom has been home with me all day so she can verify I didn't go out, but I am still terrified they will blame me somehow. What if some of the cops outside my house looked in my window and saw something they thought was illegal and are setting up a bust right now?
I feel fucking crazy.
So I woke up today (at 4pm) with cops and like news trucks all outside my house. Apparently there's been a string of break ins in on my street. The robbers would wait for old people to leave their house and then go in.
This has made my ocd and paranoia go fucking rampant today. I've often worried way too much about what to do for home security, and am scared of being blamed for things I didn't do. I'm sure some of you remember that night in chat when I was freaking out trying to decide if I should have my porch light on or off. Well when shit like this happens, it tells my brain that all those paranoid thoughts were justified. That they were good thoughts to have to prevent shit like this.
So now I can't stop thinking of this shit. I was making such progress too, but it feels like thats all out the window. Do I answer the phone when it rings, should I leave my lights on, should I walk infront of the window to show people someone's in here, will I somehow be blamed for these robberies, Should I stop my grandmother from sitting outside on the porch, should I answer the doorbell.. ahhh
I'm fucking calling people from my home phone and touching todays newspaper to get my prints on it to try and ensure an alibi. My mom has been home with me all day so she can verify I didn't go out, but I am still terrified they will blame me somehow. What if some of the cops outside my house looked in my window and saw something they thought was illegal and are setting up a bust right now?
I feel fucking crazy.
So I woke up today (at 4pm) with cops and like news trucks all outside my house. Apparently there's been a string of break ins in on my street. The robbers would wait for old people to leave their house and then go in.
This has made my ocd and paranoia go fucking rampant today. I've often worried way too much about what to do for home security, and am scared of being blamed for things I didn't do. I'm sure some of you remember that night in chat when I was freaking out trying to decide if I should have my porch light on or off. Well when shit like this happens, it tells my brain that all those paranoid thoughts were justified. That they were good thoughts to have to prevent shit like this.
So now I can't stop thinking of this shit. I was making such progress too, but it feels like thats all out the window. Do I answer the phone when it rings, should I leave my lights on, should I walk infront of the window to show people someone's in here, will I somehow be blamed for these robberies, Should I stop my grandmother from sitting outside on the porch, should I answer the doorbell.. ahhh
I'm fucking calling people from my home phone and touching todays newspaper to get my prints on it to try and ensure an alibi. My mom has been home with me all day so she can verify I didn't go out, but I am still terrified they will blame me somehow. What if some of the cops outside my house looked in my window and saw something they thought was illegal and are setting up a bust right now?
I feel fucking crazy.
You can tell them this, but in a different manner(if they know you have issues). Just say like "well with my basic issues I dont think I'd begin to be able to handle the pressures, responsibilities and stresses of starting and running a business." I dont know how your parents are but I'm sure they dont mean to make you feel that way, so try not to take it out on them.
Unless of course, your parents are terrible people.![]()
Take a deep breath and tell them in a calm and matter of fact voice. They'll judge you less on what you say and more on how you say it, so It's actually better to just tell them straight up that they're not helping you. It might lead to a further conversation, but as long as you stay calm they'll be ok. They're your parents, they're grown ups, they're not 2 year olds, you don't need to patronise them or mollycoddle them.
I love Depeche Mode and I love that song.
For fuck's sake, my father is still trying to micromanage be about school. I'm not going to work on anything, just to spite him. (Well, not really. Still, fuck him.)
Honestly, I think I understand his perspective more than he understands mine. I get his frustration, I do.It's really stressful/overwhelming when a family member means well and thinks they're doing what best for you. It can be really hard for family members to "get" when to just leave things be as they think they know you best and therefore what is always best for you.
I hope the two of you can somehow see eye-to-eye soon, or he can start to understand when to not interfere and just give you the time + space (or whatever you may) need.
I stopped taking my meds (effexor and adderall) cold turkey around 6+ weeks ago, maybe? Felt good after the withdrawal. Things felt reel and I was so full of incredible feelings and emotions. although I was super moody and emotionally everywhere, the good times at least felt real. I still am a roller coaster of emotion but I've evened out and now I'm incredibly depressed. I don't feel good, ever. What should I do? I can't think straight atm.
Thanks. I should take up mindfulness meditation again. It really helped. I need to keep to my schedule. Work and school help. I go out a ton too with friends but I get emtionally tired and cold and withdrawn halfway while hanging out. I've told some of them that I'm not myself atm. What hurts is that I feel like I'm slowly letting it affect my self esteem. They were just feels but now it's manifesting my thoughts and making it very hard to connect with people.Take up an activity that completely consumes your thoughts. Be it reading, painting, playing video games, whatever. The key to emotional turbulence, in my experience, is to learn how to come back to a baseline. Whenever I get stressed out about life (often), I crack open a book or go on a jog. Sitting around and letting your mind run in circles is not the way to go about emotional stability.
This said, I also recommend a rough schedule for your day. Not only does it make you feel self-important (I have a coffee date with myself every morning at 8am, damnit), it prevents you from saying "Screw it, I'm going to sleep all day," or "Oh my god remember that time in 8th grade! That's an awful memory I'm going to relive for no apparent reason,".
Be present with whatever you're doing and don't let what you think others think have any bearing on how you act.
Anyone have success with anti-anxiety meds? Any symptoms that make them a questionable choice?
Anyone have success with anti-anxiety meds? Any symptoms that make them a questionable choice?
Since I started working I find that my nerves are constantly shot and I get micro panic episodes. I find I have been reacting by eating compulsively again and it is throwing a wrench in my diet and exercise routine I have been working on.
I am currently seeing what doctors are on my insurance plan but wanted to read up on it first.
Augh. Gay pride is this weekend where I live.
*dives into the deepest part of his closet under a blanket*
Why not both? Cyanide ice cream.I want to reply to a bunch of stuff and be helpful, but Lyme disease is the fucking worst and the antibiotic makes you feel like crap and I'm tired and miserable and everything is the worst ever and I either want to be put out of my misery OR put to bed after some ice cream (depending on flavor availability).
Does your closet has extra-space? Because I really feel like joining you inside.
*sigh* I'll get straight to the point: I'm feeling depressed because of several things lately, and my sexuality is one of these things. Sometimes I'm 100% OK with who I am, but other times I really wish I could be heterosexual, just to make my life easier. The guys I met so far were manipulative douches who would jump on the first occasion to guilt trip me into doing what they want, and an other one who flirted with me flat out lied to me about being HIV-positive (and judging by his behavior and lies, he really wasn't planning to tell me that ~~ or that he already had a jealous boyfriend either, for that matter). Not to mention I'm pretty sure one of these guys is responsible for vandalizing my car - several times. I slept with a golf club under my bed for weeks, just in case he decided that the car wasn't enough.
So I kinda lost faith. I'm not expecting to meet a nice guy anytime soon. I know I shouldn't put everyone in the same basket, but really at this point I'm past hoping for a normal and healthy relationship. And even those who seem nice at first have some dark secrets which are real deal-breakers for me. And there is the HIV, something which scares me a lot.
In short: I'm sick of being lied to and used, I don't want to end up all alone with my cats feeding off my corpse but I'm now unable to trust guys at all so there is no way I will give anyone else a chance, and I really need a hug right now.
?My doctor placed me on wellbutrin and it has been a disaster. I am having massive mood swings, I'm constantly angry, and I feel worse than before. I absolutely refuse to take any SSRIs so this short experiment with antidepressants was short lived and it's now completely dead.
My doctor placed me on wellbutrin and it has been a disaster. I am having massive mood swings, I'm constantly angry, and I feel worse than before. I absolutely refuse to take any SSRIs so this short experiment with antidepressants was short lived and it's now completely dead.
Mind you I'm not a doctor, but that seems really overblown. Wellbutrin is also a stimulant, which could partly explain your bad reaction.Sexual side effects are widespread. My own doctor even said that he doesn't like to prescribe them unless he feels like they're absolutely necessary. Dependency is very high. It's not something I want to get involved with whatsoever. Read about the widespread side effects. I would rather be miserable, to be frank.