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anyone got any tips to help with anxiety?
In order of usefulness in my experience:

Physiological sigh: inhale as much as you think you can, then inhale some more. Pack your lungs. Hold it for 5-7 seconds, then slowly exhale and don't stop until you're empty. This does some shit with the limbic system and SNS that I don't remember because I'm not a doctor but basically it tells your body it's bedtime. Never do this while driving, you will get lightheaded.

Diaphragmatic breathing: look it up. Essentially just making sure you're breathing using your diaphragm rather than the muscles surrounding your ribcage. Inflate belly.

"Field-based vision": I can't remember the proper term for this right now. Basically consciously broadening your field of view as much as you can, trying to focus on both sides of your head at once. I don't remember why this works but it's pretty well researched.

Chew gum. This works because your limbic system pays attention to your body to determine what you're feeling and this basically tells it "well we're eating so we must not be in danger". Smiling works similarly.

Open body language and talking with your hands. This doesn't work for me because it just makes me feel like an Italian (yuck) but it works for some people.

Also regularly meditating and running (or other low-intensity steady-state cardio) have been repeatedly proven to be very helpful for anxiety but that doesn't help in the moment.
 
In order of usefulness in my experience:

Physiological sigh: inhale as much as you think you can, then inhale some more. Pack your lungs. Hold it for 5-7 seconds, then slowly exhale and don't stop until you're empty. This does some shit with the limbic system and SNS that I don't remember because I'm not a doctor but basically it tells your body it's bedtime. Never do this while driving, you will get lightheaded.

Diaphragmatic breathing: look it up. Essentially just making sure you're breathing using your diaphragm rather than the muscles surrounding your ribcage. Inflate belly.

"Field-based vision": I can't remember the proper term for this right now. Basically consciously broadening your field of view as much as you can, trying to focus on both sides of your head at once. I don't remember why this works but it's pretty well researched.

Chew gum. This works because your limbic system pays attention to your body to determine what you're feeling and this basically tells it "well we're eating so we must not be in danger". Smiling works similarly.

Open body language and talking with your hands. This doesn't work for me because it just makes me feel like an Italian (yuck) but it works for some people.

Also regularly meditating and running (or other low-intensity steady-state cardio) have been repeatedly proven to be very helpful for anxiety but that doesn't help in the moment.
Thank you. This is my first week of work so far, and while I am not doing too bad I can notice that I am lagging behind due to difficulty paying attention.

It seems to me that it steems mainly from anxiety of the "Will I do good on this profession? It seems easy enough! I must study, and they are offering me a chance to get better, while I solve problems alongside a team & they are willing to be helpful and welcoming." I don't know, it's pathetic in a few ways, and I need to man up and face the fact that nothing will go wrong.

Tragic, in fact. Yet the anxiety is there.
 
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Really bored and anxious at this 4th of July party.

Want to leave but trying to be more social and get out more, anyone got any tips to help with anxiety?
Propranolol. Kills the physical spiral of increased heart rate, shallow breathing, sweats, all that crap. Once your body stops freaking out, it's way easier to keep the mind calm. Get that adrenaline and noradrenaline response to fuck
 
Propranolol. Kills the physical spiral of increased heart rate, shallow breathing, sweats, all that crap. Once your body stops freaking out, it's way easier to keep the mind calm. Get that adrenaline and noradrenaline response to fuck
Not keen to take beta blockers unnecessarily.
Similarly to taking benzos, people who drink, weed smokers etc it risks becoming a crutch.
I’ll have to learn to cope.
Appreciate your comment anyway 🤛🏻
 
I think probably my life has just been so uniquely gay and retarded that few people have relevant experience or helpful advice, and I'm probably out-of-book as far as the counselor/therapist script goes and I just have to figure it out on my own and stop giving a fuck what other people think about it.
God some of the posts on here resonate a little too much for me.
Wish my life was more here:
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Instead of here:
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I really do think I'm on the cusp of "something" though. It could be something really awful. Or it could be the best thing that ever happens in my life. I think I'm at the climax of whatever I've been dealing with for about a decade. I'm either going to drown or swim. I let life get away from me for a very long time. I feel so behind on everything. I know nobody is really doing great right now. But I want more than what I've settled for. I want to be treated better, I want to treat myself better. I want to feel like I can be happy like I was as a kid without putting poison in my body. I don't see the point in living most days on an objective level. But I also feel like me dropping out would be a giant slap in the face to a lot of the people who actively helped me and saw some good in me throughout my life.
The modern world doesn't make it easier to not feel obsolete, weird and undesirable for a lot of people.
I'm trying to find a way to really accept myself and stand my ground like I did not too long ago. I miss that guy who was confident and knew he could do whatever he set his mind to.
It's a very thin line for me to not become some grandiose narcissistic sociopathic asshole or someone like Chris who's so tone deaf they don't care what people think or about others... and being a great person who knows their self worth and fights for it in spite of the world seemingly whispering the opposite to them every day.
Oh well. I just have to let it go. I have to make a drastic change. I have to let "me" die or I'm going to be stuck as this miserable person the rest of my life, just like the several other miserable people I've known who wanted me to be just like them.
Something feels different now from any other time. I really think this is the end of a very long chapter for me. It's going to be the hardest thing I've ever done, but it I can make it through this... if, I think I'll be just fine.
 
A close relative is experiencing really bad brain fog apparently.
Some fam came over there to check on them and help with appointments, and because I am currently very far I can only know what's going on if they tell me about it.

So far a bunch of tests and no real diagnostic.
"at least it's not parkinson's" they said while we wait on some spinal test or whatever
I'm trying to avoid the intrusive thoughts.
 
It seems to me that it steems mainly from anxiety of the "Will I do good on this profession? It seems easy enough! I must study, and they are offering me a chance to get better, while I solve problems alongside a team & they are willing to be helpful and welcoming." I don't know, it's pathetic in a few ways, and I need to man up and face the fact that nothing will go wrong.
Replace your impostor syndrome with brilliant conman syndrome. Speaking from personal experience, it works wonders.

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I have a very nice expensive pair of keens, Im just on my feet a lot more now. I think my aftermarket insoles are worn down, do you have any reccs for a really good pair? I'm very willing to drop money on anything that goes between me and the ground.
A buddy of mine swears by New Balance “Composite Toe Calibre Industrial Boot.” I wear Shoes For Crews Cambridge, but that’s better for indoors. For insoles, I like Dr Marten’s. But any decent brand is fine, IMO. Any insoles that are less than $10 are meh, but I see no need to spend more than $20.

I’m an old bastard, so my knees and calves aren’t as limber as they used to be. Stretching, just normal bending over to touch your toes for 30 seconds for 3-5 reps makes a big difference.
 
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A close relative is experiencing really bad brain fog apparently.
Some fam came over there to check on them and help with appointments, and because I am currently very far I can only know what's going on if they tell me about it.

So far a bunch of tests and no real diagnostic.
"at least it's not parkinson's" they said while we wait on some spinal test or whatever
I'm trying to avoid the intrusive thoughts.
Neuro consult ASAP. “Brain Fog” is so nebulous.

I have no idea how easy it will be to apply that in practice but it's worth a shot

Imposter Syndrome is a good thing. It shows self awareness, which a lot of people lack. One can take the opposite way too far where they think they’re The Shit with nothing to show for it. Listen to criticism, take it to heart without getting assmad, improve. Ask for advice and tips, admit where you seem to be faltering. A lot of jobs are pretty rote, even highly demanding jobs with exacting skill sets. I always tell people: “it’s all about memorization and repetition.” You can be a master plumber with 15 years of experience and still encounter situations out of your wheelhouse.

Be humble, but also be confident in your abilities. Everyone has their faults and blindsides. It’s by learning from your mistakes that you get better, so own those mistakes and think how you can prevent or mitigate them in the future. When I fuck up, I openly and readily admit it. If there’s something I’m unsure about, I speak up and ask for advice. It helps me and often helps others that are too scared/insecure to speak up.
 
some ppl will forever disgust me for what they do & how they are, but i will go on and continue to improve myself and my life. without ever letting such idiots near me again.

it will forever be like that right?
these assholes hurting and using you, painting themselves as saints and allknowing woke wonderful friendly people.

i bet you make up the wierdest shit about me and what truly went down. just to spin yourself as the good guy.

got all of those ppl i used to call friends under your hands now.
me out of the picture, i won't speak a fucking word to them again.

they act like they care at first, to get info, get drama juice.
none follow up on what they always chitter about. they replace you in no time. prolly even parttake in making up shit now.

and never, did i see YOU taking responseability on the things you did to me. enjoy your woke life. you can lie to all of them, still you did this.

but it all served as a good reminder, to be vary who to trust ever again. i rather be around a few, than these fame seeking people with their pretty outer shells. they are so scared of being real, yet almost all of them have skeletons in the closet :)

stupid asshole, and everyone who believes you.
 
Never heard a worse piece of woo. I get it on some level... but there are absolutely places/stages you'll find yourself in that are the spiritual equivalent of quicksand.

If anyone ever tells you small town America is where people are kinder and you can get some peace of mind away from the rest of the world, it's because they're most likely a pipe dreaming high fluten faggot who wants to larp as a southern conservative because they had an argument with their trans best friend once about what is the best dressing for salad.
I am so ready for this move.


On a brighter note, it's amazing how much damage I can do in a single day with a working vehicle and some lack of fucks to give. Got a LOT done within half a day. Car prices are insane right now, and I get worried about loans/financing but honestly I just need to bite the bullet and get one. A car is a man's soul. He just dies without it.
For any of the depressed doomers (besides myself) on here that bitch relentlessly about the fall of western civilization and the utter despair at doing anything to face the future who possess a running car:
I have no sympathy for you faggots.
I probably could have cured my depressed spiral within good time if I had my own apartment and a vehicle. People don't understand the difference it makes. A car is literally freedom to do whatever you want with your life.
So I want to make it known for the blackpilled nihilists with a home and car to come home to after a long day who still see the world as this bleak and empty place:
You're no different from an attractive white girl talking about how much lonely and fat she is on social media.


Despite how negative I'm sounding, I saw someone today from my past who gave me a very sobering wake up call. Without powerleveling too much, This person still hates me for an event that happened over two years ago in which she was quite literally trying to bring physical harm to me. This person is truly rotten and I didn't want her "approval", but it was amusing seeing someone who literally had enough going on that she could have turned their life around still bitter and vitriolic over a perceived slight. The scariest thing was that I could relate. I looked at this person who was so pale and disgusting and had nothing but contempt for people and saw a very faded reflection of myself. I drove off and thought for a good while "That's going to be me if I don't let go."
The joke is that sums up every shitty person in my life. They had houses, money, time and family/friends. But they were all miserable because they never let go of the memories of the people who hurt them, who in turn were hurt, who in turn... in an endless cycle. That doesn't make it right by any stretch. But I can't help but pity most shitty people from my past the older I get. They got everything in life except the very fundamental thing needed to process anything as being good.
I get it's not some grand miraculous epiphany. I know hurt people hurt people. But what was different today was seeing how terrifying I could be if I let that be me.
I don't know how I'm going to do it. It's hard to think of the people who actively sabotaged/made life hell for me and not want to actively grind their face into cement on a daily basis. But whenever I start getting to that point, I'm just going to remember how disturbing the sights of those people are so I can jolt back from becoming exactly like them.
 
I'm chipping away at this miserable post-viral feel I have rn.

I almost feel a touch bad for all the times I made fun of long covid people. I feel fucking weird and that I have to work extremely hard for a drop of good-brain-feels. Almost zero energy.

Everyone I know who had this sickness feels the same as I do and they all have very different circumstances in life... But after being sick with whatever this was they're struggling with a "hopeless" feeling and their brains just feeling off.

I feel better than I did yesterday but this better fucking stop soon. I'm eating very healthy, take a fuck ton of vitamins, and am physically active af so I just don't get what more I can do other than take brain altering drugs which I wanna avoid.
 
I feel like I'm on a trampoline. I'm at the apex, waiting to come down to bounce up again, anxious for every day to pass, but hesitant to let them and not panic.
Probably doesn't help that a certain medication fucked me up.
Woman moment ahead:
birth control made my periods 10x worse and made me bleed 4 fucking times in a month and I'm told this is fucking normal. Idc if it is, no. I'm getting dizzy and hysterical from mood swings. Rn I just want to scream and cuss out doctors, whatever entity made humans even HAVE periods and break something.
ANYWAY, on top of that, had another family member die, makes 3 in 5 years. Not a lot for many people I'm sure, just... hard, since I was close with 2 and the 3rd was still immediate family. February is a cursed month for me now.
Positives are I talked to my cousin for the first time in nearly a year, downside is her family is going through shit.
Another positive is I'm going to visit my inlaws that I like.
Bad news is part of the visit is seeing grandparent in laws I love suffering. One from Alzheimers, the other general depression and brain damage from stroke.
I'm trying to focus on being excited to see the family, go to a nerdy ass fair with a shittily made LARP dress I made, and see husband meet with his bestie for the first time since we got together.
Been listening to Blue Octobers' "jump rope". Give it a listen if you're down bad, it unironically helps a lot.
 
I have no idea how easy it will be to apply that in practice but it's worth a shot
That's literally just believing in yourself worth a damn.
Listen, don't listen to people who tell you imposter syndrome and doubt are good for you and don't think that you can fake everything in your life and paper over your life. Those are the ways to failure. Look at what makes you insecure, face it honestly and just work on it. God put that in you because he knew you could refine it better than anyone else with time. Just take that one challenge in yourself and you can ascend higher than anybody.
 
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