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My dog is being very sweet. I’m still retarded but he can’t tell so 

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That's a good attitude, actually. I also try to realise that I'm probably over-worrying. Those important people probably read my requests, think about them, answer, and then forget about it all 10 minutes later. Which is a freeing thought."do I want to be a bother or do I want to be fired?"
Since the last time I posted in this thread about being tired and anxious, I've proceeded to see a psychiatrist in private. While I'm yet to be given a proper diagnosis for anything, I wound up being prescribed antipsychotic medication for various things that I brought up with the doc the first couple of times. Effectively, I've been all but fully diagnosed as a fucking schizo.
At first the meds did help, though now it's much of the same story; I'm constantly fatigued, and it's gotten worse now that my dosage of one medication has doubled and I can hardly function without needing to lie down or sleep in the middle of the day. Sure, I have less intrusive and pestering thoughts, though I seem to have much less thought in general, just more weight induced by the meds.
I don't know how much better things may be, but I hope to get off of these and get myself back in order otherwise after about three weeks when I see the doc again. This isn't working out well for me so far.
I posted earlier how I was doing very well, moved close to brother and father and got a job in the new town. Things have only gotten better, I immediately made friends with my neighbours, and we have RPG tabletop (Twilight 2000) game night a few days a week. Also there are two new babies with shining blue eyes in the immediate Antikainen family. Feeling very blessed ngl.
My dog is being very sweet. I’m still retarded but he can’t tell so![]()
Have been having health issues for a while now, but have been dealing. Finished work today and now suddenly my marriage of almost a decade may be ending and I'm so depressed I can't function. May end up not being the case but I'm just waiting at this point and it's miserable. Add that with my health problems ans I've got such a real worry that I may have a panic attack that leads into a heart attack I actually let a few friends know to check on me just in case later.
I'm glad to hear you're getting better. If you don't already have a SAD lamp, I'd recommend picking one up. Regular lamps won't do, you need some of that sweet UV light. They work wonders.I've been doing better than I had been in the winter. Had a major shower thought today realizing just how bad the winter screws up my mental health.
Shit. That sounds like a rough time. There are days where you feel like the world is collapsing and all you can do is hold on. The sun rises tomorrow.Have been having health issues for a while now, but have been dealing. Finished work today and now suddenly my marriage of almost a decade may be ending and I'm so depressed I can't function. May end up not being the case but I'm just waiting at this point and it's miserable. Add that with my health problems ans I've got such a real worry that I may have a panic attack that leads into a heart attack I actually let a few friends know to check on me just in case later.
Since the last time I posted in this thread about being tired and anxious, I've proceeded to see a psychiatrist in private. While I'm yet to be given a proper diagnosis for anything, I wound up being prescribed antipsychotic medication for various things that I brought up with the doc the first couple of times. Effectively, I've been all but fully diagnosed as a fucking schizo.
At first the meds did help, though now it's much of the same story; I'm constantly fatigued, and it's gotten worse now that my dosage of one medication has doubled and I can hardly function without needing to lie down or sleep in the middle of the day. Sure, I have less intrusive and pestering thoughts, though I seem to have much less thought in general, just more weight induced by the meds.
I don't know how much better things may be, but I hope to get off of these and get myself back in order otherwise after about three weeks when I see the doc again. This isn't working out well for me so far.
I'm glad to hear you're getting better. If you don't already have a SAD lamp, I'd recommend picking one up. Regular lamps won't do, you need some of that sweet UV light. They work wonders.
Also, the fact that it's abbreviated SAD is fucking hilarious.
Keep trying at it. If you got something to love to do, just tell them to go fuck themselves and JUST DO IT.Been working on a book for the past few months and sent it to an editor. Got his evaluation a couple days and he absolutely tore it to shreds.
I guess it's to be expected when writing, but I can't help but feel incredibly discouraged and frustrated with myself.
Take it as you learning a better way to write, and your future works will be much more improved for it.Been working on a book for the past few months and sent it to an editor. Got his evaluation a couple days and he absolutely tore it to shreds.
I guess it's to be expected when writing, but I can't help but feel incredibly discouraged and frustrated with myself.
That's seriously the best thing you can get as a writer. It stings, but you won't know what flaws to work on without it. It's sort of why fanfic writing (while it may be good to get in practice) is really ultimately terrible for your development, because most fanfic sites are a ludicrous hugbox where people just melt down when criticized about anything.Been working on a book for the past few months and sent it to an editor. Got his evaluation a couple days and he absolutely tore it to shreds.
It's hard to get published. I'd try submitting it to multiple editors and get more feedback. You don't want to rely on the advice on one person.Been working on a book for the past few months and sent it to an editor. Got his evaluation a couple days and he absolutely tore it to shreds.
I guess it's to be expected when writing, but I can't help but feel incredibly discouraged and frustrated with myself.
Antipsychotics absolutely fucking suck for a long time. I've seen people turn into absolute husks until they find a regimen that works. Hang in there, my guy. Statistically, it gets better.
Follow up on this. Wife admitted to actually going out with a male coworker alone when she's been telling me it's her group of coworker friends after work. This after me making it clear that the worst thing she could do to me is cheat. Leave me, hate me, whatever. Just don't cheat. She seems to want to fix things, and I'm going to try, but I'm crushed. Apologies if this is TMI.Have been having health issues for a while now, but have been dealing. Finished work today and now suddenly my marriage of almost a decade may be ending and I'm so depressed I can't function. May end up not being the case but I'm just waiting at this point and it's miserable. Add that with my health problems ans I've got such a real worry that I may have a panic attack that leads into a heart attack I actually let a few friends know to check on me just in case later.