I always trick myself into believing some artifical change will make me feel better. I thought maybe once it warms up and is nice out again I will want to do all these outdoor activties and get back to working out but it never happens
If it helps you cope and brings you hope, it's a good trick.

Don't discount it! However, you should also try to make changes that you can build on. So that even when you're going through a rough patch, you will have a concrete "something" to remind you of your accomplishments.
And I know the motivation/inertia that happens when the time finally comes to actually "do" what you imagined what you were going to be doing. I think sometimes the best thing is to just force yourself and do it. Even if you suddenly think "no, that actually won't make me feel better", it's good to kind of "make your dream a reality" anyway. And then mark it down somehow. The more you do that, the more you feel you can make things happen, and maybe that will build confidence and even more hope for more ambitious things.
I think sometimes our emotions and our reality don't line up, so it's important to have things to look back on and remind ourselves what is reality. I draw a lot, and that's pretty much how I document my days (I kind of remember the mood or sentiments I'm in, what I was thinking, the problems I was solving just by looking at what I drew), so that even if I think I wasted my whole year, I can see that I actually made a lot of drawings and it's concrete and THERE. It's the same reason why people keep journals/diaries, I think.
And I'm rambling! But the point is:
- Just do it anyway. You dreamt of something good, and you want to make that commitment with yourself, even if it's a small thing like jogging --and if not that, then something that kind of resembles it.. like maybe you just stretch instead and walk up and down the stairs for a bit
- make a record of it / keep a score card
- build on it and aim for more because it's possible
I wish I was an American so I could get one and just end it. I'm not though. Even if I'm scared at the moment, I'd just force myself to close my eyes and do it. And hope it succeeds. There's no hope for me anymore.
If you can force yourself to do that, then you have the courage to do something else that's even better. Like asking for help. Loudly.
I know it's uncomfortable. I am not the type to ask for help because it scares me to and I hate feeling like I am a bother to people, but I like to remind myself that it is of no big consequence really and I should just do it. Whether it's your homework or other forms of counselling, just ask for it. And loudly if you need. It's okay to!
Also, there's always summer school or night school. I retook calculus in summer school for instance because my marks were awful (I... didn't like doing the homework and I didn't understand the basic concepts when they got taught... >__> ). You just do what needs to be done, and if it's not something you need to even pass, then that's okay too!
Whenever I am bogged by anxiety, that's what I try to remind myself. "Whatever I do, it's not a huge consequence, so I should do what helps me the most and hope it pans out, and if not, then it's not like it mattered anyway". That way, it kind of counterbalances the catastrophic mindset of "if I can't do this, I can't do anything, my world is ending, oh noo!". It's not ending! It's fine. Just do whatever, and whatever pans out, it's going to be okay and it'll be figured out from there. This is how I have lived most of my anxious life anyway! o___o It's not a perfect strategy, but .. IT'S OKAY!
For the last couple of days I have had this very uneasy, unsettling feeling... Something doesn't feel quite right and it is driving me insane... The feeling in chest is becoming annoying and it's making it hard to concentrate or find any sort of peace.
That does sound a lot like generalized anxiety to me. Like your body or brain is just too sensitive and all the sensations of being alive is "alarming" it. Not quite a panic attack, but a low hum of constant malaise. It could be the weather or diet or anything really.
I would just try to get very comfortable and take deep breaths and stretch to loosen the feeling in your chest. Maybe warm bath or low level of exercise might help too? Keep your mind and body occupied on low stress things and hopefully the feeling eases up in time.
Im kinda getting tired of the fact this thread is just a bullshit venting mechanism. I mean, people post depressing shit every damn day and no help is had, because it isnt capable of it. A cesspit of misery.
I do always get an uneasy feeling when I come to the thread and see a page or so negative echo-chambering because although venting is good, it's not so great when it seems like people are "encouraging" each other into it. I figure it's because the negative thought patterns are too overwhelming to override, but people naturally seek validation for their thoughts anyway, so it just becomes a reinforcing thing when too much of it happens.
This thread has helped a few people though. And people do try to post with helpful advice or kind words whenever they have the energy for it. It does take a lot of time to "craft" a post or response that can't be taken to a negative spin (which is probably why professionals get to make so much money for being trained to try to say the "right" things).
I know that it seems that some people never get the help they need, and it's like the words won't pierce through the darkness. It's really tragic, but I have a lot of hope. I know it may seem very repetitive. I think my advice gets repetitive, but it's something that probably NEEDS to be repeated. One day, the words will sink in. One day, the words will click. And in that moment of lucidity, something may change.
I remember a story I was told once while in class. And I think on it often when I do post in the thread.
I don't remember the specifics, but it was of a patient who had very severe depression and other mental health issues. He went through many, many psychologists and psychiatrists and all sorts of treatments and it seemed like things would never improve. But during one of his lowest points, he rummaged through his wallet and pulled out something one of his therapists form long ago scribbled. I don't exactly remember what it was, but it was probably something like "Hope" or "I believe in you". It wasn't much, but it stopped him from pulling the trigger and was a part of helping him climb back out of his spiral.
I think the poignant part of the story.. for me at least.. was that he hung onto this scrap for years. Some part of him hung on to this gesture. That therapist probably would never know how they affected him, that their words had ever gone through. It just goes to show that even if it doesn't seem like anything is working or helping, that day after day it's the same or worse, people may still cling onto the kindness and hope they are given without ever knowing it or showing it. And so, even when people have no hope, I try to hold that hope for them, and I try to give it as much as I can. I may never know of the outcome of my efforts, but I don't feel them to be in vain.
And I hope that no one else feels like their efforts are in vain either.
I have to cram for four finals next week, one of which is a course I didn't go to all semester for stupid reasons. Gimme a break... Then I'll be back trying to help... Like oomi said, it's not like we all don't have our own struggles :/ I'm still available on steam and sometimes in chat, which people have used to reach me, too. I'm just less able to reach out myself these days, due to stress & my general situation.
I'm just glad that we do have so many regulars who care, even when they're dealing with their own issues too! Good luck on cramming! I half-miss those days! XD
I hate when people say things will get better when they don't or problems are solvable death is permenant. I rather just choose death. Going to the gym isn't going to help at all. If there is anything good in this world let me die in my sleep tonight. I really wish I was never born. My parents were selfish assholes to bring any kid in this world. If you already have bad genes why make kids with the same bad genes to ruin their life.
You end up not choosing death though, so I think that means that you still have believe things can change. That you can fight whatever "fate" you believe you have. Maybe right now, all you have fuelling you is spite against your situation, and if so, it's better than giving up, so keep at it. I think eventually there will come a time when you will see a discernible difference your efforts have been making, it won't have to be spite any longer.
(Maybe you will even become a really obnoxiously proud jerk after accomplishing so much! lol)
No one gave a fuck about my early post. Why am I not surprised.
The thread moves too fast! When I read that post earlier today, I was actually a little shocked you would disclose so much, and then really saddened. I can't even claim to be able to sympathize with the pain and anguish you must go through. I hope you understand that kind of experience is definitely hard to respond to in an appropriate manner. Even now, I am kind of pussyfooting with the language! :I
I don't know if the perpetrators are still in your life, or what triggers those flashbacks, if they come often, or what is even going on through your head and heart, but I hope you've been able to work through some of it and even fought back in your own way to feel more in power and in control now.
(For example, someone like me may create some kind of revenge fantasy comic if I had no power otherwise to legally exact it--though I suppose the "healthier" thing would be to make a more nurturing/healing story, but I am only human and I like action scenes!).
Thanks for reposting for every new page!

I know you have so much going on too, but you're really dedicated and it's inspirational.
PHEW!
And this post took me over an hour to write, so I hope you know I think you all are worth the effort. ;D ~~ <3 <3