Because it's easier in the short run and our minds and bodies absolutely hate change.
Thanks for playing TF2 with me Colette and I think I saw ClassyPenguin in there too and I probably got blasted a few times! Hopefully can play again sometime.
How many of yall play it?
Wait, which is DepGAF Tf2 server?
I want to play tf2 with you guys.
Edit: Dang it first post. Here are some swimming piglets.
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Wait, which is DepGAF Tf2 server?
I'm crossing my fingers and toes for ya!I'm in contact with another person through a dating site. *fingers crossed* This lead might actually go somewhere.
I think I have a binge eating disorder. I've gained like 10 pounds in three weeks in response to stress. I eat even when I'm not hungry to the point of feeling the need to puke. I've had this problem before, but this is the worst it's been in 5 years.
I'm in contact with another person through a dating site. *fingers crossed* This lead might actually go somewhere.
I know this sounds dumb but could you take a walk whenever you want to eat those doritos or something instead?
I think I have a binge eating disorder. I've gained like 10 pounds in three weeks in response to stress. I eat even when I'm not hungry to the point of feeling the need to puke. I've had this problem before, but this is the worst it's been in 5 years.
I think I have a binge eating disorder. I've gained like 10 pounds in three weeks in response to stress. I eat even when I'm not hungry to the point of feeling the need to puke. I've had this problem before, but this is the worst it's been in 5 years.
Thanks, but I'm in Texas.Where you at? If its in the north east I have a handful of duders that I could try and hook you up with that are totally cool.
To the people who follow a bunch of us dgaffers on twitter, I am so fucking sorry.
Hey guys, thought I'd stop by and post an update:
This is not a good update. In fact, this is probably the worst thing that could be happening since my stay at the hospital. I've been off my medication for a few months now, hoping I'd do well without it. I'd stopped seeing my therapist and for a while, things seemed good. I was happy and functioning without medication. The past few weeks, however... Things have taken a bad turn. In fact, when I think back on it, things have been getting worse for months. My mood is extremely inconsistent. I go from happy to sad, from joyful to irritated, within seconds for no apparent reason. My level of motivation has lowered significantly. I have trouble engaging in and contributing to conversation. I'm shorter in conversation and generally more rude and less enjoyable to talk with/be around. Anxiety is a pressing issue with nearly every god damn thing now. Phone calls alone give me bouts of anxiety and heart palpitations. I'm becoming who I was before I'd admitted myself to the hospital, all because I thought I could do it without my medication.
It has become apparent and, by now, without saying that I'll need to live on medication for a very long time in order to be normal. My brain requires the balance the medication brings, and without it, it's a mess. The hope I'd had after leaving the hospital was simple: to take medication until I felt good and wean myself off. Well, this didn't quite go as planned, and my depression isn't something temporary as I'd suspected early on. My therapist, when I'd brought up going off my medication, was approving of my decision but I feel he's merely testing me and whether or not I'm truly depressed. It would explain why he'd mentioned telling the staff to keep my name in the system. He knew there was a chance I'd relapse, and I am relapsing.
The pending thoughts of not wanting to live have become pressing in the back of my mind the past few weeks. These thoughts I've been fighting off for so long have returned, only because of my irresponsibility and carelessness with the medication. I'm ashamed of myself for working so hard and putting myself in the hospital just to have me go back to where I was.
I'll soon contact my therapist and psychiatrist to set up appointments. I'll start having counseling sessions again, and I'll take my medication regularly like I'm supposed to. Please, if you're fighting depression, don't go off your medication like I did. It feels horrible... To see and feel how it would to be happy and normal, and have it stripped away. I apologize for the rant.
Just wanted share my experience with helping my mom out with depression.
Here is a short back story on what happened. My mom had eye surgery back in Dec 12. After the surgery she had complications with eye irritation and took a while longer to heal. She would lose sleep, worrying about her eyes thinking that she might go blind. Then she started to eat less and less. Once the eating problems started it created this endless cycle, I can't sleep because I can eat, I can't eat because I'm worried that I can't sleep.
It progressively got worse where she would only sleep 1 hour a day, sometimes no sleep for 2 days etc. My brother and I would have to keep her company during the night. After several months she was so emotionally broken. It was hard for everybody because everyone has there own families to take care of while at the same time we had to make time to watch over our mother. Also note my mom is single, parents been separated for 20 years
During the whole duration of her condition we did seek treatment, from her normal doctor to a psychiatrist. At first we thought it wasn't bad, we thought she was acting about her "going crazy" to get our attention. My nephew was born about a month after her eye surgery, so a lot of attention when toward the newborn. Unfortunately it took her to when she was at her lowest where we took it very serious. She was diagnosed with anxiety depression then to psychosis. It was so bad we actually had to commit her for a week in the hospital.
Today my mom is doing way better then her lowest point. She is back to work and driving again. We still have to bring her to see the psychiatrist periodically to see how shes doing. She is still on medication.
Hopefully my story is inspiration for others. I've seen someone very close to me hit a really low point, low enough where I thought there was no hope, to back to where she's almost at full strength again. There were days were it was super hard on us, where we wanted to give up. I'm fortunate enough that I have my brother to help me out when it got too much for me and visa versa.
Hartelijk gefeliciteerd met je verjaardag, to our own FillerB!
(Hopefully that is a birthday greeting)
Happy Birthday you Gummy filled alligator thing!
Is it a common feeling amongst people who suffer from depression or anxiety to feel like you're constantly comparing yourself to others? Because I literally can't stop feeling that way. What can I do to reaffirm the belief that I'm actually an okay person and that I don't need to be like someone else who is more well liked, more cared for, to be happy? And is it common to feel like you can't really be happy for others?
Is it a common feeling amongst people who suffer from depression or anxiety to feel like you're constantly comparing yourself to others? Because I literally can't stop feeling that way. What can I do to reaffirm the belief that I'm actually an okay person and that I don't need to be like someone else who is more well liked, more cared for, to be happy? And is it common to feel like you can't really be happy for others?
<3 you guys. And that is a completely accurate greeting Bagels.
I have to wait two weeks to get back on my medication. This is going to be hell...
I have to wait two weeks to get back on my medication. This is going to be hell...
Is it a common feeling amongst people who suffer from depression or anxiety to feel like you're constantly comparing yourself to others? Because I literally can't stop feeling that way. What can I do to reaffirm the belief that I'm actually an okay person and that I don't need to be like someone else who is more well liked, more cared for, to be happy? And is it common to feel like you can't really be happy for others?
*flops around like a fish out of water*
Don't worry little clam, I'll help you. *Throws Wilson back in the water*
Going off medication can be a sneaky bugger. If you were taking it regularly, it's built up in your system to therapeutic levels over a period of time. So even when you wean yourself off of it, unless it has an extremely low half-life, you still feel okay for a while after as it slowly breaks down and starts to completely remove itself from your body.
As hard as it is, you're doing great in noticing these things and acting on them. I had a huge problem with medication for years and would never really stick with anything due to certain types of side effects I would not tolerate and a general unwillingness to keep trying different medications. I went in and out of the hospital the first time I had serious problems many, many times because a) I was fairly functional, despite my issues, so the mental health wing at the hospital had no issues sending me out to make room for more seriously ill people and b) because once I felt a bit better on whatever pill they had sent me off with, I slowly (or sometimes abruptly) stopped taking it once I felt more normal or when certain bad side effects kicked in at around a month of use.
Hang in there, Turtle! Good to hear from you, even if the news isn't great. We've got your back during this crappy time. <3
You're going to get through this at the end though.
Fuck being sick, fuck allergies, fuck me and my no-motivation, fuck it all. Someone should be miserable with me.![]()
Fuck being sick, fuck allergies, fuck me and my no-motivation, fuck it all. Someone should be miserable with me.![]()
*high-five* Joining you in the no-motivation, fuck it all feeling
I feel sick but it's just lousy under-the-weather feeling, nothing specific.
And congrats Femmeworth!
I'm in a real bad way... I know something is wrong with my brain right now. People think I use depression as an excuse but I don't know.
I'm lazy as all hell... I just want to do nothing all day. That's what I want from life. Do nothing then die, or bring death on myself, either way.
I've never felt right about anything in life, never had a dream, never had aspirations. I never saw any professions and thought, "that's what I want to do!"
I jump from thing to thing trying to find an easy way out, one that doesn't involve work that somehow supports me... I'm a piece of shit basically. I make excuses, crave pity, and try to figure out why I am the way I am...
I can't tell you how many times I've been told to "man up" throughout my life. I've heard it so often it just floats right on by.
Thought it was slightly positive: