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I have schizophrenia and I'm also transgender. However, ever since I've been treated for schizophrenia I haven't had the body dysphoria since then. Am I still transgender? Is my transgender just caused from my schizophrenia? Does anyone else have experience with this?
 
If the way your boyfriend treats you feels like an extension of bullying I'd seriously re-consider that relationship. That does not sound healthy at all, and that type of "banter" or "humour" doesn't sound like it's on your wavelength at all.

I ended up talking to it about it, he said he didn't realize he was hurting my feelings and he'd work on it. I guess that's a start, but you have a point. I may need to just rethink things.

Today was a little better. Work was less exhausting and I feel like I have more energy to do stuff with the rest of the night.
 
Sorry if this isn't the right thread to ask, how do I fix my self-esteem issues? Is it even possible to gain self-esteem? any advice?
 
Sorry if this isn't the right thread to ask, how do I fix my self-esteem issues? Is it even possible to gain self-esteem? any advice?

I used to have horrible self esteem, now it's very high. So I guess I have to say yes, it's possible. For me personally, I found something I really enjoyed and was really good at (which I didn't even know I enjoyed or was good at before), and focused on it really intensely to the point that I was better than most people. For me this was math, for you it might be something else. So I went to college, changed my major to math, and just got super into it. Would study subjects outside of what was being taught in the curriculum, started doing competitions, and eventually this all paid off and I graduated #1 in my department. Finding something that I was undeniably better than everyone at, and having people constantly asking me for help and praising my ability helped.

I know it sounds vain, but that's what worked for me. Is there anything you are really passionate about and interested in?
 
Sorry if this isn't the right thread to ask, how do I fix my self-esteem issues? Is it even possible to gain self-esteem? any advice?

Have you tried going to the gym or looking into fashion? I've found that as I got into better shape and learned how to dress better I was able to get more over my self esteem issues. Though I don't know how much of your self esteem issues have to do with appearance... I know that's how mine were. I didn't want to look at myself in the mirror.

Looking at before and after pictures when you've made positive changes to your appearance feels good :)
 
Honestly it's hard just talking about it... I just feel like shit

If I'm passionate about something, I can't think about it right now.

My physical appearance? I don't know... I don't think I'm ugly, I'm not fat, I'm a bit underweight actually I think. clothes? I just go with the blandest thing possible. I have long hair and a beard, quite scruffy. I try to make it neater without shaving but it's hard to pull off, same for long hair, really hard to pull off. but I don't like how I look beardless and with short hair.

I'm extremely uncomfortable pretty much all the time, except when I'm alone basically.
 
I really want to make friends and also relationships... but I'm afraid I'm only looking for validation...
I don't know what I'm supposed to feel like.
 
Been off Paxil due to a doctor's orders (not my main one, the one in charge of it for therapy) and I became a wreck thinking about the cat we lost.

I want to see if I get better sooner than later. He was probably premature doing that before I got into therapy and just by asking me questions, though it sounds like some people have been really nutty on Paxil and I did feel at times like any feelings of sadness on my part were deadened while I still exhibited symptoms of depression. Nevermind the dizzy feelings I'd have.
 
Honestly it's hard just talking about it... I just feel like shit

If I'm passionate about something, I can't think about it right now.

My physical appearance? I don't know... I don't think I'm ugly, I'm not fat, I'm a bit underweight actually I think. clothes? I just go with the blandest thing possible. I have long hair and a beard, quite scruffy. I try to make it neater without shaving but it's hard to pull off, same for long hair, really hard to pull off. but I don't like how I look beardless and with short hair.

I'm extremely uncomfortable pretty much all the time, except when I'm alone basically.


Do you play music? Interested in foreign languages? Do you like to build stuff? Do you have any hobbies such as drawing, playing chess, or anything else?

I will second the fashion comment, but it can get expensive. I don't know if it works, but I do know that around the same time I was in school, I started hanging out with new people who were into fashion, and it led me to the same direction. Whether it helped with myself esteem or not I don't know, could have just been a coincidence.
 
I really want to make friends and also relationships... but I'm afraid I'm only looking for validation...
I don't know what I'm supposed to feel like.

All types of relationships are a two-way street. If you're only seeking approval from people, it's not a stable foundation. But being aware of that is very important because that means you can try and control it. What do you feel you need?
 
Do you play music? Interested in foreign languages? Do you like to build stuff? Do you have any hobbies such as drawing, playing chess, or anything else?

I will second the fashion comment, but it can get expensive. I don't know if it works, but I do know that around the same time I was in school, I started hanging out with new people who were into fashion, and it led me to the same direction. Whether it helped with myself esteem or not I don't know, could have just been a coincidence.

i'd like to be into fashion... but i don't know the first thing about it...

All types of relationships are a two-way street. If you're only seeking approval from people, it's not a stable foundation. But being aware of that is very important because that means you can try and control it. What do you feel you need?

Humm... it's hard for me to say as I had only few true friends and even fewer experience with someone (the first and only i had triggered this awful feelings I have today)

what I feel I need: attention, emotional support, someone to really talk to, affection. I feel bad if I don't get this from my loved ones.
 
what I feel I need: attention, emotional support, someone to really talk to, affection. I feel bad if I don't get this from my loved ones.

We all do, dude. It's hard-wired into us. Tell me about your friends (which I think is a good place to start). How do you feel about them?
 
We all do, dude. It's hard-wired into us. Tell me about your friends (which I think is a good place to start). How do you feel about them?

do you mean in general or specifics? I feel very differently about different friends.

My old childhood friend I have hangups over, sometimes he was nice and supportive, other times he was abusive (called me names, belittled me, nothing physical I think)

I have a great friend, who I met in college, she moved but I still stay in touch, she's great to talk to.

My current friends in college well... there's this girl and her friend, the girl I'm not sure I can call a friend after what happened between us (a fling)... (it's the reason I feel so shit in the first place), she's nice and mean well, but I have no idea what she thinks about me now, I tried to distance myself from her. I'd like to really talk to her again, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea. Right now it's hell, I'm afraid of running into her... I feel ignored when she's a room and I don't interact with her... that's why I distanced myself.

the other friend at first I wasn't interested in, I started to talk to her after I distanced myself from the other girl, she's nice and supportive, but she has problems of her own and of course she hangs around the other girl a lot, so I can't talk to her as much as I'd like. I'm not at all attracted to her which is great I think.
 
This is my first post in these types of threads. I think I started feeling down about six years ago. I sometimes get feelings that I am ultimately not happy but I am not exactly sure what would make me happy.

I have a girlfriend of four years. I would probably marry her but I am afraid to make her put up with my state of mind. I have told her a few times about how I get down and she tries her best but I keep the most of it to myself.

I have thought about seeing someone. I really suffer from extreme anxiety and paranoia. I literally think everyone is either talking shit about me, the worse case scenario is happening, or I am doing something wrong. I feel like I can't do certain things without being a fuck up. I really hate myself for it. I think it's going to take a lot of years off my life, honestly.

Part of me thinks I need a clean break from my town, my social media and anything like that and start clean.

I think there is something wrong with me for sure and some days I am just really, really down. I am not suicidal or anything but sometimes I am just really sad, you know?

Sorry for venting. I am just having a bad night.
 
I just wanted to post here that any members who are suffering from depression to the extent where they are having suicidal thoughts, please, please know that someone out there loves you and there's always another solution. Please share your problems and feeling of despair and hopelessness with us. We want to help you.

I say this because a good friend of mine just committed suicide this morning -- He suffered from depression for years, but was very good at masking it. Had I known he had such thoughts of suicide, I would have intervened.

I myself suffered from episodes from depression where I wanted to end it all. Not being able to feel anything never mind just sadness. I get it.

I felt completely gutted when I found out my friend Mike had killed himself. Not only because my friend suffered from much emotional pain, but because I experienced first hand what it would be like if I chose to off myself. Mike's family and close circle of friends in tears, crying inconsolably, completely devastated. Yes, he ended his pain, but inflicted so much more on those who cared for him and loved him dearly. It truly broke my heart.

Love yourself enough to seek help and let others help you. Please.
 
Sometimes I'm extremely jealous of people who were able to end it themselves. I have zero people in my life that would bat an eye if I just disappeared tomorrow. No friends, no family. Constantly alone but I put on a brave face for the rest of the world so they don't ask questions. It's best that way.
 
I just wanted to post here that any members who are suffering from depression to the extent where they are having suicidal thoughts, please, please know that someone out there loves you and there's always another solution.

I'm afraid that's not always the case. Sometimes you have to accept that you've done the best you could, things can't be fixed and it's time to move on to whatever's next (if anything).
 
Man, I haven't seen any friends since like November last year. It's crazy to think that just 2 years ago my whole life was dedicated to friends, having fun, drinking, partying and then I just get sick and become unable to leave the house. It's soul destroying, right now I'm starving but to scared to eat because for some reason I convinced myself I might vomit. Meanwhile, my best friend is having his 18th birthday party and everyone is there drinking and having fun, just crushing me watching everyone on snapchat partying and playing drinking games and I'm at home scared to fucking eat.....

LIKE WHAT IN THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME... what is the point of me fucking living when I can't even enjoy life, I really really want to die but I can't upset my gf like that but fucking hell, maybe if I break up with her then I will feel less guilt and be able to just end it.... I have this hope that things'll get better but they never do, I wont ever get over my OCD and fear of vomit. Fuck, I also think I am now addicted to unprescribed valium which YAY for me, another thing I will have to worry about. I think about getting my gun licence and buying one so I can just get it over with, I'm not the type that can swallow pills or hang myself, I need the death to be instant....

Anyway, all I want right now is to go to my friends party and hang out with everyone but I'm too scared to go without my gf and she has work early in the morning so she wont go with me... so another birthday of my friends that I've missed because I'm an idiot that can't be a normal person.
 
DJKhaled, are you nauseous a lot or just have a psychological fear of vomiting? It almost seems like anxiety + agoraphobia + an eating disorder or other contol based phobia are combining to make your life extra miserable right now. I have the first two really bad (can faint from the physical manifestation of symptoms) and have IBS, so I'm very familiar with fear of vomiting and nausea, or fear of loss of control, especially in a social situation.

If it is physical nausea, I highly suggest getting some kind of ginger and putting it in your stomach asap. Tea = water with spices in it. Zero or near zero calories and nothing short of norovirus will bring it up in my experience. I drink Triple Leaf (orange box) when things get bad, that stuff is an intestinal depth charge. You could also maybe try promethazine or ondansetron or something to help supress nausea and vomiting. Even doing a low and very short dose of something like dramamine might be an option for you, as long as you keep in mind that it might only be placebo and can wean yourself off dependence.

You probably know this, but Diazepam can cause suicidal impulses to manifest or increase. I'd suggest to stop taking it gradually if you can taper off, as suddenly stopping this medication can cause serious side effects. Seeking professional help in this matter is the best course of action.

See someone if you can, as soon as you can. If you cannot right now, try and find some coping strategies online. Things like meditation can be immensely helpful, or just having a more structured daily routine. Remember that small amounts of progress are still progress. Hourglasses don't get full all at once, but each grain of sand counts.

A ton of people suffer from similar problems, that's why help for them exists! I'd argue that having our own little quirks and problems are what does make us normal humans. Mental illness for me, it isn't something that can be cured completely or "got over", it is a constant companion that you have to work to live in spite of, rewire your brain around with medication and therapy, and eventually stop "listening to" if you can.

If you have the suicidal impulse, please don't buy a gun. Call a hotline when you feel it, as soon as you can. Even just talking about your problems and feelings with another living breathing person may help you out some.

Sometimes depression will literally suck all the joy out of your life (Anhedonia), like a gaping wound in your side. Going to a party or self medication is a bandaid. The right medication and therapy is stitches.

Still reading everything over here. I have a hard time replying to stuff I can't really relate to, but your thoughts and feelings are read and appreciated, MH GAF. Opening up can be hard. Thanks for being here.
 
It's a control based fear mixed with a stomach issue that the doctors cant diagnose. I get chronic nausea and I have some type of IBS I think.
 
I have reached a point where, I don't really feel sadness anymore. Like that part is gone. When talking to my counsellor, I really wanted to be sure I said exactly how things were. I wanted to judged with honesty etc. just to know what it is that I am supposed to do.

I feel like...

I want everyone who has, even one supporting member of family or friend, so let them know that they are awesome. Through years of wishing I could be adopted or live far away, I'm back where I am neglected.

There's no way I can finish Uni but I can do what I can.

It's so empty I guess, because it doesn't help anyone, but I wish I could share a bit of light somehow. Like, internet hug or something. For everyone in this thread who takes their time to help out. Everyone who chooses to do something like that, thank you for being awesome.
 
It's getting pretty hard guys.

Some times I'm fine, but other times I'm not fine.

I'll be driving down the street and then I'll feel a compulsion to accelerate off the road.

Or I'll be in bed and get the compulsion to put a plastic bag over my head and tie a belt around my neck, sealing the bag.
 
I wish I could offer some advice to the recent posters (Megalosaro, anyone who's into Dragon Quest is fucking baller in my books), but I'm at the extreme. I've been to this thread a few times since joining GAF, usually seeking advice, although I think I'll just vent this time.

It's been rough for me since this time last year. I had a steady job of three years, was living in a beautiful apartment with a woman I loved, and had an enjoyable side hobby that I was maybe too obsessed with. Somewhere along the lines though, I fucked up pretty bad and now I have no job, I'm single, homeless (couch surfing these days), and I've recently shut down the blog I've been working on for several years.

Naturally, my family has offered me aid, and I know if the role's were reversed, and someone I knew was having a bad time, I'd do everything I could to help them out. With that said, it's hard to accept other people's charity, and even though I can tell myself that it's what they want, I don't think I can keep being a drain on people, it's simply compounding the anxiety I already have.

To those who will no doubt suggest seeking help, I've been to several therapists over the last 8 years, some who have worked and some who haven't, some who were paid and others which were free. I've also been on a few different medications for both depression and anxiety. I just want to confirm to anyone reading that I have made attempts to help myself. Two years ago I even lost 150 pounds (from just over 300) in an attempt to fix my body image and get back some self-esteem.

So I think it's time to hang things up. I'm 25 and some would say that life is just beginning for me, but I feel like I've already lived as much as I'd like to. I'd prefer to just turn off and not have to worry anymore about things like loneliness, money, or other people. As someone who doesn't believe in the afterlife, the literal emptiness that death offers, and the grief of those left behind is a fair trade to achieve that.
 
Hey, I'm way into Dragon Quest, Krammy. You should stick around and we can all talk about how great it is. I mean, XI is coming (eventually)! I bought a PS4 just for it! We're getting the 3DS versions of VII and VIII in English! I don't even care (okay, a little) if it is digital only! We're probably getting Monsters: Joker 3! I'm an oddball that didn't like DQ:MJ2 though, so maybe you can just shun me. And man, what wouldn't you do to be able to play Slime Mori Mori 3 in English? That shit right there is the ultimate Klondike bar.

... Did any of that enthusiastic gushing about Dragon Quest help even a little? It made me feel pretty good for the most part (that part with no more Ricket Slime was kinda sad and mad).
 
I wish I could offer some advice to the recent posters (Megalosaro, anyone who's into Dragon Quest is fucking baller in my books), but I'm at the extreme. I've been to this thread a few times since joining GAF, usually seeking advice, although I think I'll just vent this time.

It's been rough for me since this time last year. I had a steady job of three years, was living in a beautiful apartment with a woman I loved, and had an enjoyable side hobby that I was maybe too obsessed with. Somewhere along the lines though, I fucked up pretty bad and now I have no job, I'm single, homeless (couch surfing these days), and I've recently shut down the blog I've been working on for several years.

Naturally, my family has offered me aid, and I know if the role's were reversed, and someone I knew was having a bad time, I'd do everything I could to help them out. With that said, it's hard to accept other people's charity, and even though I can tell myself that it's what they want, I don't think I can keep being a drain on people, it's simply compounding the anxiety I already have.

To those who will no doubt suggest seeking help, I've been to several therapists over the last 8 years, some who have worked and some who haven't, some who were paid and others which were free. I've also been on a few different medications for both depression and anxiety. I just want to confirm to anyone reading that I have made attempts to help myself. Two years ago I even lost 150 pounds (from just over 300) in an attempt to fix my body image and get back some self-esteem.

So I think it's time to hang things up. I'm 25 and some would say that life is just beginning for me, but I feel like I've already lived as much as I'd like to. I'd prefer to just turn off and not have to worry anymore about things like loneliness, money, or other people. As someone who doesn't believe in the afterlife, the literal emptiness that death offers, and the grief of those left behind is a fair trade to achieve that.


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You aren't incapable of happiness; after all, you achieved it once and then you fucked up. But we all do--its the way we become better people. Furthermore, it isn't rational to assume you will never reach that point of happiness again, even if the paths leading there are not yet visible. Tomorrow they may be, and those people who are willingly supporting you, you think yourself as burdensome to them, but they are invested in you and they clearly believe in you. Have you asked yourself what they would personally sacrifice in order for you to live and thrive? Shouldn't that say something about your qualities, that they feel you are better off here with the rest of us as opposed to otherwise?

I know I cannot understand, I certainly don't mean to suggest that. I'm just trying to point out that no matter how nasty the anxiety gets, the image of ourselves to ourselves it projects is so heavily determined by our fears of what we are or what we might be, that the hopelessness of it all constrains us into not believing in the possibility of things ever coming good, and that's just not the way it is.

Take the therapists, for example. You've seen several of them for little return. That doesn't mean that therapy cannot help you! They aren't robots themselves, remember, and sometimes its like anything else with relationships of any type: sometime they click, sometimes they don't, but there is surely a therapist out there *somewhere* who would allow you the chance to see your life from a fresh perspective that works for you.

Don't give up.
 
I'm living a nightmare. It's the worst feeling, and I want it to end. I just want to become numb, or sleep for the next 10 years. I don't want to face it. I can't.

We found out my Mom may have another tumour in her chest, which she's not strong enough to take treatment for, and there's nothing they can or will do.

I'm not close to very many people, and she's in the lead by the length of the longest highway in the world. I won't be able to live without her. I can't stand to see her like this. I just want to curl up in the fetal position and die.

She's too young. I'm too young. Why are some people so lucky?
 
I'm living a nightmare. It's the worst feeling, and I want it to end. I just want to become numb, or sleep for the next 10 years. I don't want to face it. I can't.

We found out my Mom may have another tumour in her chest, which she's not strong enough to take treatment for, and there's nothing they can or will do.

I'm not close to very many people, and she's in the lead by the length of the longest highway in the world. I won't be able to live without her. I can't stand to see her like this. I just want to curl up in the fetal position and die.

She's too young. I'm too young. Why are some people so lucky?

I'm so sorry to hear your Mother is in this situation :( I can't imagine how you're feeling right now. Just know that we are here for you.
 
Thank you. I appreciate it.

So much of my life, depression and anxiety is tied around her. I always hope for the best, and haven't really accepted things. Waking up each day feels horrible, because I realize what's going on.

Whenever the phone rings, I get worried and sometimes get an upset stomach, because I worry it's the hospital again. And we get lots of phone calls, it seems.

I don't think I can do it. I'm going to become a shell and not want to leave my room or even function.

I do pretty much everything for her at home, outside of cleaning her up, and took her to most appointments. Visit at the hospital daily or almost daily. I find myself not wanting to go because I don't want to face it, but I want to see her too.

What did I do to deserve this? Better question: What did she do? She was a phenomenal mother, friend, family member, etc. My best friend.

I wish someone would take me out back and put me out of my misery.
 
Thank you. I appreciate it.

So much of my life, depression and anxiety is tied around her. I always hope for the best, and haven't really accepted things. Waking up each day feels horrible, because I realize what's going on.

Whenever the phone rings, I get worried and sometimes get an upset stomach, because I worry it's the hospital again. And we get lots of phone calls, it seems.

I don't think I can do it. I'm going to become a shell and not want to leave my room or even function.

I do pretty much everything for her at home, outside of cleaning her up, and took her to most appointments. Visit at the hospital daily or almost daily. I find myself not wanting to go because I don't want to face it, but I want to see her too.

What did I do to deserve this? Better question: What did she do? She was a phenomenal mother, friend, family member, etc. My best friend.

My own experiences, as well as those of many others, have made clear to me that awful things often happen to the people who least deserve it. I'm sorry you have been dealt yet another bad hand. The only advice I can offer is focus on the immediate/the here and now. I realize that's incredibly difficult, and like me, you are probably prone to rumination and thoughts of 'what if'. etc...That sort of thinking just adds greater weight and additional worries to an already difficult situation. I know this will do nothing to solve your situation, but in my experience, it can at least help with some of the anxiety and stress. Try and take things as they come. Stay strong. You are resilient, and have proven your strength time and time again by getting through difficult situations.
 
I want to die. Why is it not allowed?

Because there is a virtually unlimited number of possible states you can be in, in the future, many of which would actually be good, and it would be a real shame to miss out on them simply because you struggle to fathom it right now because of the limitations of human perception.
 
Can you call those suicide hotlines if you're not suicidal, but just want to talk to someone?

I should probably do this when it gets really bad and not put my best friend down all the time. Over the years she helps a lot but when I'm no longer feeling down, I realise it really isn't great for her.

The people that work on these hotlines are saints.
 
Pretty much try to do as many activities as I can to distract my depression. None work. It really hurt now. Both my head and chest. Barely had enough sleep and been vomiting for sometimes.
 
im a total mess today. my mother was admitted to the hospital on Wednesday, so ive been there since i came out of work on Wednesday spending Thursday and Friday at the hospital. today i decided not to leave in the morning with my sister to the hospital because i still need to pack for my trip to japan on Thursday. Thinking about it last time i talked with my therapist about my trip i told him i felt something in my bones that my mother will do something to stop me from going to japan and that was 2 1/2 weeks ago that i told him this. i ended up falling asleep in the afternoon and not going to the hospital and i still have a lot of packing to go, this weekend is my last chance to pack since i have to work Mon-Wed. i think my sister is pissed i didnt go to the hospital today, i'll go tomorrow morning but i will have to go back home to pack. i am so f-ing tired of this life. i hope i somehow die soon. i really cannot take my mother and sister anymore in my life.
 
Currently in hospice right now listening to grandfather die. I'm an agreement with many of the posts in this page. This must be the right place for me. I wish I could switch places with him.

If this is the end result, this awfulness and then the memories you accumulated over your life just disappearing into nothingness, then what's the point of doing anything?

And I thought life sucked before this.
 
Currently in hospice right now listening to grandfather die. I'm an agreement with many of the posts in this page. This must be the right place for me. I wish I could switch places with him.

If this is the end result, this awfulness and then the memories you accumulated over your life just disappearing into nothingness, then what's the point of doing anything?

And I thought life sucked before this.

Life is about experiencing not preserving. Your grandfather is a lucky man for having become as old as he is and having experienced what he has experienced. See the beauty in that instead :)
 
This line from Chocolate Drops by Iggy Pop simultaneously makes me happy and sad.

Well there's no one to share that empty chair, well okay

Just trying to take things day by day, I heard Alice Cooper's How You Gonna See Me Now and just broke down crying because it made me feel so bad about what I put my family through with my attempted suicide.

My dad is mostly angry about everything, and my mom has been my only bit of support aside from visiting the crisis center recently.
 
My own experiences, as well as those of many others, have made clear to me that awful things often happen to the people who least deserve it. I'm sorry you have been dealt yet another bad hand. The only advice I can offer is focus on the immediate/the here and now. I realize that's incredibly difficult, and like me, you are probably prone to rumination and thoughts of 'what if'. etc...That sort of thinking just adds greater weight and additional worries to an already difficult situation. I know this will do nothing to solve your situation, but in my experience, it can at least help with some of the anxiety and stress. Try and take things as they come. Stay strong. You are resilient, and have proven your strength time and time again by getting through difficult situations.

Thanks, good sir.
 
Life is about experiencing not preserving. Your grandfather is a lucky man for having become as old as he is and having experienced what he has experienced. See the beauty in that instead :)

Thanks, Condom. I wish I could think like that and see that as good enough. But I don't. :(

Comparatively I know he is lucky for making it that long. But that's not comforting. That seems like the cruel joke of life that someone could be in a state struggling to breathe likely scared likely pained about to evaporate into nothing and be considered lucky.

And now the circle of about 5-6 people I've deeply cared for in my life is just getting a lot smaller.

The name made me smile though so thanks for that.
 
i wish i could be a totally different person with a normal life

Decided to start up Facebook again looked up an old friend and yea my life really really sucks.
 
Life is about experiencing not preserving. Your grandfather is a lucky man for having become as old as he is and having experienced what he has experienced. See the beauty in that instead :)

Thanks for this, Condom. Sometimes I lose sight of things and get so caught up in preserving that I am no longer experiencing. It's a delicate balance, for sure.

This line from Chocolate Drops by Iggy Pop simultaneously makes me happy and sad.

Well there's no one to share that empty chair, well okay

Just trying to take things day by day, I heard Alice Cooper's How You Gonna See Me Now and just broke down crying because it made me feel so bad about what I put my family through with my attempted suicide.

My dad is mostly angry about everything, and my mom has been my only bit of support aside from visiting the crisis center recently.

I hope you can forgive yourself, RoyaleDuke. I'm glad you're still with us.

Suviving Schizophrenia is a (US/NZ) documentary, not that long maybe 25mins, where three people of various professional backgrounds share their experiences around the diagnosis, the impact of, etc.

Have also been messing around a bit with the SAM app, which was developed by/in collaboration with a team from the University of West England, described as a self-help anxiety app. Haven't spent a heck of a lot of time with it yet. Maybe some folks have tried it. Free app.

Thanks for the recommendation humbugs, I haven't really messed around with self-help apps before. I'll be sure to try it out.

I wish suicide wasn't considered a sin.

If it is the only barrier keeping you with us, Chewie, then, at least for the time being, I am thankful it's doing so. I'm so sorry that things are so difficult presently, and I have nothing I can say that can capture the gravity of what you're facing but I think the advice I give myself every day and night does somewhat apply: one step at a time. We must take everything one step at a time. Just one small present moment after another, instead of facing down the aggregate of the entirety of life and feeling overwhelmed.

Thanks, Condom. I wish I could think like that and see that as good enough. But I don't. :(

Comparatively I know he is lucky for making it that long. But that's not comforting. That seems like the cruel joke of life that someone could be in a state struggling to breathe likely scared likely pained about to evaporate into nothing and be considered lucky.

And now the circle of about 5-6 people I've deeply cared for in my life is just getting a lot smaller.

The name made me smile though so thanks for that.

I'm sorry for your difficulty, Lothar, there is nothing easy about the suffering or loss of a loved one.

I do wonder, though - can that circle of people not be expanded throughout our lives?

i wish i could be a totally different person with a normal life

Decided to start up Facebook again looked up an old friend and yea my life really really sucks.

What is a normal life?

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This line from Chocolate Drops by Iggy Pop simultaneously makes me happy and sad.

Well there's no one to share that empty chair, well okay

Just trying to take things day by day, I heard Alice Cooper's How You Gonna See Me Now and just broke down crying because it made me feel so bad about what I put my family through with my attempted suicide.

My dad is mostly angry about everything, and my mom has been my only bit of support aside from visiting the crisis center recently.

It took me a while to really move on after my lowest period a year back. What matters is that you are still here with us, and that you have found the strength to get help. I'm glad you have been able to open up with your mother and that she is a source of support for you as you work on getting better. One day at a time.
 
It is fine to be shy at any age, I'm pretty sure everyone is scared of rejection on some level when making new connections with other people. I know I am, and I'm almost 40. Keeping in mind if this meetup group is like the ones I've gone to, there are going to be some people who won't open up more until they get a sense of permanence from you, as they're probably used to seeing newbies who ditch after a few meetups, as Fall Into The GAF already pointed out.

What kind of activities are going on at these meetups? Can you jump into a game with people and use that as a jumping off point? Asking someone how their food/drink is? Complimenting someone on a shirt from a game/show/etcetera that you like? Can you maybe just focus on one person for a set period of time to kind of put social anxiety blinders on? Is it a StreetPass group where you can retreat into your 3DS a bit if things get overwhelming? There is absolutely no shame involved in vocalizing discomfort or needing time to regroup, even jamming to the bathroom or retreating into your phone for a minute if you get sensory overload may help.

Exposure therapy for social anxiety only works if you keep doing it, which is the part I have a hard time with, due to transportation/scheduling conflicts, since meetups around me usually happen on Saturdays. (Oh, and by the way, textbook social anxiety there, including the overwhelming negative feedback loop about how you "blew it" at the end of the day, bonus "points" if it gave you insomnia, but I'm not a doctor, so talk to one as soon as you can! And by the way, I don't think you did blow it, and mental illness doesn't really have a scoring system, just in case the quotes didn't make that clear.)

No particular activities. They just meet at a small bar/cafe where they have booked a table and just have fun for a few hours.

The problem isn't that I don't know what to say. As mentioned in my original post, at some point they started to talk about video games, and I wanted to join in so badly, but I just couldn't do it. Some strange fear is keeping me from doing so. It's like when you're about to dive into a pool from a tower, you take a run-up, but in the last moment before the jump you're like "woah, wait a minute" and you grab the railing. That's precisely how it feels. A few times I was about to join in, so I nervously waited for a moment when nobody was talking so I wouldn't interrupt anyone, but in the moment I actually opened my mouth, I suddenly felt a lump in my throat. "Woah, wait a minute."

No, I didn't have any insomnia. I was drunk as fuck. Pathetic, really. Spent almost the entirety of the following day on the couch, just staring at the wall, suffering from a bad hangover and daydreaming how amazing the evening could have went if I weren't, well, me. I would probably have done the same without the hangover.

Regarding the PHQ score: No, of course mental illness isn't a score on some scale. I just felt my result might have been worth mentioning.

Well, time sure flies: The next meetup is on the coming Saturday. I don't want to go. I really don't. And if I don't, I will spend the week after it regretting not going, but still.
My mood tends to swing frequently, so maybe on Saturday I'll be super excited for it, but I doubt it.
If a genie in a bottle would magically replace the attendees from last time with completely different people, I'd probably go. But I don't want to have to face the same guys again.

You're the only one judging what you are "supposed" to be, Ambitious. My knowledge of the social code may not be exhaustive, but it's strong enough for me to confidently say that first impressions can be redefined and you are not a social pariah.

I agree with the general sentiment others have expressed that social skills are just that, skills, a skillset, one that we must continually train and develop and that can be developed further at any time in life. There are sometimes when I'm around people and I can just "flow" through conversations and social situations but most of the time I'm using skills I've learned to navigate through heaps of social anxiety.

I hope you can keep at it and keep challenging yourself and keep open to what it teaches you and how you can continue to grow. It is uncomfortable, yes - but we can rarely grow, personally, without a great deal of discomfort.

I quoted this post because I would feel terrible for simply ignoring it, but I don't really know what to reply. I mean, I agree with what you say, but I can't think of a proper response right now.

But I'd like to thank you for trying to help so many people in this thread.

i wish i could be a totally different person with a normal life

Decided to start up Facebook again looked up an old friend and yea my life really really sucks.

Yeah I've stopped doing that. I don't have a Facebook account because I care about privacy too much, but a few years ago I created a fake account because I needed it for a group assignment for an university course. Apart from other members of my group, I added a few other acquaintances.

I hated being confronted with their awesome lifes all the time. All the pictures of them going out with friends, travelling, or just being together with their significant others. Couldn't deal with that. I deleted the account a few weeks after we finished the assignment.

One day at my previous job, I was a bit bored and decided to google my highschool classmates from back then. Turned out that at least one of them had already married. Fucking hell. I have never had a relationship in my entire life, and this guy is already married? I was mad the entire day.

But the worst decision in this regard was going to the class reunion about two years ago. The evening started off kinda nice, but hearing about the careers of the others devastated me. Like always when stuff like this happens, my mood was constantly shifting between anger, sadness and complete apathy.

I haven't had any contact to any of them since then nor have I ever googled them again or visited their Facebook or whatever, and I intend to keep it that way. Well, at least until I have gotten my shit together, which I don't expect to happen anytime soon.


Can you call those suicide hotlines if you're not suicidal, but just want to talk to someone?


Is that so? Well that's nice. But personally, I'd never do that. I feel like I'd waste their time which they could use to help someone with bigger issues. I feel similar about posting in here, by the way.
 
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