I think people with mental health issues are the only group who are shamed for taking medication to treat their illnesses. You never see anyone shaming people with diabetes for needing insulin but if you need prescription medication to treat depression you’re a wuss.
Just focus on getting better. Use any means possible to improve your health and your life. If meds make that possible then so be it.
Honestly truth, today I was struggling. I was supposed to schedule an appointment for a refill months ago but I keep stopping myself thinking "Nah, only wusses take meds. I can probably tough this out", and all that's been happening is that I've been getting worse and worse in mental health and having more and more episodes. I know I'm hurting myself, I'm not that dumb, but the invisible pat on the back from psych skeptics for being "One of the good mentally ill ones" is a bit too addicting. But like, I'm ruining my life, I'm not happy, I know what's good for me and yet I avoid it for social validation. I should call them today, I really should.
Rivers can reverse course. There’s one in Cambodia that does so seasonally and the Amazon used to drain to the west, to the pacific.
It does tend to take some sort of seismic shift to make it happen.
#pedantry, anyway. Or perhaps you prefer the way it flows.
Feeling the time slipping away from me and not feeling like I'm getting anywhere.
There are friends I want to meet up with, but life keeps getting in the way. Lack of time, money, energy.
I guess this is just adult life
Telling someone how you’re really feeling or sharing your plans is a way to sabotage the ultimate goal of your depression. It’s the best way to protect yourself from the illness.
Yeah I know, sometimes I do want to talk simply because it's so heavy carrying this load by myself. But since I don't want to sabotage my "ultimate goal" and raise any suspicions about my suicidal plans I keep quiet. (And no, I'm not gonna commit seppuku within the next few weeks. I will be here for a few months more at least)
I know you might not want to feel like you’re burdening them, but it is nothing compared to the despair they would feel thinking they could have done something to keep you here.
This is what burdens me the most. I know how selfish it is to put them through that, I'm the one who gets to sleep forever while they are left alive in darkness and despair.
The most urgent thing you should do is make life changes that remove you from what’s causing you stress and making you miserable. Dare to dream of a better life for yourself.
I can't. That's the main issue. I need to stay with abusive family member so I can earn some money (I'm lucky if I get 8000kr a month, it's that bad...) and take care of my pets. I would honestly rather be homeless but I can't leave my pets behind.
Har du psykiatrimottagning där du bor? Typ affektiv mottagning? Be om remiss från Vc eller se om du kan skicka in en egenremiss. Din historik med tidigare inläggning borde vara tillräckligt skäl för att bli inskriven där.
Allt detta förutsätter att det fortfarande finns någon del inom dig som vill må bättre och har hopp om ett liv där du mår bra. När du nämner dina husdjur, nära och kära så låter det som att du fortfarande har noder som knyter dig till livet. Om du inte längre orka försöka för din egen skull, gör det för deras.
Och om du försvinner, vem ska jag snacka skit om Rejbrand med?
Bor lite avlägset just nu, psykiatrin finns 2 timmar bort med kollektivtrafik. Men jag vill inte så det är inte aktuellt ändå att söka via VC eller egenremiss. Är rädd att råka ut för en lika hemsk terapeut som den jag berättade om. Tror att jag är för instabil för att hantera en sån situation och jag vill inte riskera att i ett impulsivt ögonblick hänga mig eller nått direkt efter ett vårdbesök. Vill ha alla förberedelser klara, och husdjuren säkra i ett nytt hem. Det finns en del i mig som vill må bättre och konstant dagdrömmer om det liv jag vill ha. Men jag har sakta tvingats inse att det är ouppnåeligt.
Hatar den här jävla världen och samhället dessutom. Det är inte kul att vara så medveten om hur jävla knullade vi är av eliten som styr allt. Äkta demokrati existerar knappt ändå. Och jag har varit öppet TERF:ig i vissa sammanhang, framförallt gällande medicinska ingrepp på barn med könsdysfori och konsekvenserna har varit både sociala och karriärmässiga. Ändå tynger det så på mitt samvete att jag inte vågar vara ännu mer öppen och högljudd. Trots socialstyrelsens rekommendationer finns det fortfarande en liten grupp läkare i Sverige som ger barn pubertetsstoppare och konträra könshormoner. Det hela är så sinnessjukt att jag nästan blir galen bara av att veta att det pågår
Ja, mina få nära och kära samt husdjuren är de enda noder som knyter mig till livet, de är anledningen till att jag fortfarande lever. Utan dem hade det redan varit över. Jag skäms över att ens erkänna det; men i mina allra mörkaste stunder känner jag nästan någon slags bitterhet över att de existerar, eftersom de gör att jag fortfarande lever "mot min vilja" s.a.s.
Rejbrand var ett underhållande kaninhål att trilla ner i tillsammans med er men det händer inte så mycket mer runt honom just nu, i längden är han nog en ganska tråkig lolko haha
And I'm just a retarded radfem in my mid 30s shitposting on kf as well. This site is more diverse than many leftist spaces that pride themselves on diversity. I find that fascinating. True free speech and not isolating oneself in echo chambers is extremely important but our overlords do everything they can to ruin places like this.
Sex is overrated and I think everyone (male and female) should try a month of celibacy and no masturbation. Not for religious reasons or anything, I don't have the energy right now to explain why I think it's beneficial but try it. And don't shame yourself too hard if you fail, masturbation is natural, but can easily become an addiction.
Edit: and no porn. seriously, no porn, ever
I can explain it. We've more or less fucked with our dopamine receptors with how modern humans live: we get bombarded constantly with easy ways to get a dopamine rush, either through gambling, masturbation or similar.
TLDR - many are porn brained, whether they know it or not. Gooning isn't just a meme, it's become a weird lifestyle.
GERDs getting worse. Sometimes i feel like there's an elephant on my chest, burns like a motherfucker sometimes and i get trouble breathing sometimes. I'm getting fatigued often and it's even getting in my way during work
I'll have to go to the doctor. I'm not even old and fat, this is not fair
Are you in any bostadsköer? Maybe try to get a cheap second hand rental close to your job if you can’t get a first hand apartment in the near future. I’d get in contact with socialen and apply for financial aid for rent and bills if your salary isn’t enough. If you’re going to end it anyways it can’t hurt to try, right?
The first sentence is you. The second one is your depression. Your hopes and dreams are 100% guaranteed to fail if you’re dead. As long as you’re here, things can still turn around. Things might look bleak right now but 2-3 months from now they might be different, but in order for that to happen you’ve got to ask for help.
I'm fucking angry that the pain in my back and hips has grown significantly worse despite all the stretching my doctor insists that I have to do to make it magically go away. I can't even sit or stand for more than 10 minutes without the pain flaring up and causing me endless misery. I've been doing my best to power through it, but all it does is make me tired and miserable. I have another appointment with the stupid cunt in two days and I intend to see about getting an MRI done to see what the fuck is up with my spine, beyond the scoliosis, that has been causing me so much grief.
It's been a little over 2 years and I'm still both depressed and livid about my uncle's death and the circumstances around it.
Around Thanksgiving 2023, he had a stroke. In typical fashion with my Dad's side of the family, he refused to go to the hospital until a week later when his face started drooping.
They found an aggressive brain tumor.
Went into surgery and got most of it removed but it was deemed terminal because it's a type that tends to quickly grow back.
During his recovery he had speech/movement therapists come to his house... Sick with fucking rona. I get the medical industry is shitty about sick leave and whatnot but maybe don't go to a cancer patient just out of surgery's fucking house when you're sick.
He caught it and it quickly ravaged his body and killed him, just before(after?) Christmas.
Made worse by his wife deciding to become a greedy fucking whore cunt; trying to squeeze money out of family and close friends for shit that he bought decades before she was even in the fucking picture (something he would not have wanted). Lied about not getting his pension from a previous company he worked at. Sold all his shit and ran off to another state. Not her first husband that died and she reaped all the benefits from. Keeping this vague cuz I don't want to go into extreme detail, just know I fucking hate that stupid hag and hope she gets what's coming to her.
I miss that man. Scary motherfucker but if he liked you, he was the goofiest teddy bear. Had a heart of gold and would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it.
I held off on posting here because I knew shartyfags will spam my profile but idgaf anymore. I'll just quit if they do. I'm also half certain that someone I knew IRL is stalking me here.
I'm about to turn down a great job offer straight after graduation (2 days in person, stupid easy work) because it would mean likely having to live at home with my abusive family. No I'm not andy ditch (yet), but I haven't stayed there for more than maybe a month within the last three years and even that was pushing it. It's very likely that they'd only get more invasive if I were to be at home, even with my own car. This is an hour from the nearest "city," and said city is equidistant to the job location
I'm so used to independence, from being able to be my own person who doesn't have to listen to others just to live. My choices are to give up any autonomy I had for 50k a year, or lose all that money to rent (most likely, it's a tiny town so there's barely anywhere to stay without again having to commute - I'd only have a car if I stay at home).
My friends say I can go anywhere and do anything, but that doesn't feel remotely true. I'm stuck and can't break free, and anyone who could've helped is gone from my life now. I feel like I'm about to run into a brick wall, and the best case scenario is wasting away months of my life just trying to get by. Is this adulthood?
I pray it doesn't happen. In Spain things are already troublesome with current law since if your gf wants to fuck you over they can report you without evidence to have you preemtively arrested, put a restraining order on you to evict you from your house and also pay her 400 eurobux a day in expenses.
Sure, most women won't abuse this but there are always snakes in the grass. And i've met a guy that had to deal with a vindictive ex that reported him twice
Horrible. I'm sorry about your friend. This will hurt the nation on a long run, not only on birth rates, but on importing people who don't have a matching culture to our """nation""", since men will get weaker than they already are. (really, Brazil is more like an Empire, there is no ethnicity that ties its bind).
I held off on posting here because I knew shartyfags will spam my profile but idgaf anymore. I'll just quit if they do. I'm also half certain that someone I knew IRL is stalking me here.
I'm about to turn down a great job offer straight after graduation (2 days in person, stupid easy work) because it would mean likely having to live at home with my abusive family. No I'm not andy ditch (yet), but I haven't stayed there for more than maybe a month within the last three years and even that was pushing it. It's very likely that they'd only get more invasive if I were to be at home, even with my own car. This is an hour from the nearest "city," and said city is equidistant to the job location
I'm so used to independence, from being able to be my own person who doesn't have to listen to others just to live. My choices are to give up any autonomy I had for 50k a year, or lose all that money to rent (most likely, it's a tiny town so there's barely anywhere to stay without again having to commute - I'd only have a car if I stay at home).
My friends say I can go anywhere and do anything, but that doesn't feel remotely true. I'm stuck and can't break free, and anyone who could've helped is gone from my life now. I feel like I'm about to run into a brick wall, and the best case scenario is wasting away months of my life just trying to get by. Is this adulthood?
What the fuck, shouldn't you speak to a moderator if this is a big deal?
As for the sensation of home being a prison - I know how it is. It all depends on the mood swings of a feel family members, and it can quickly turn into disaster.
Now when I talk to a white person, it's less so a constant pang in my gut that they're superior and I should apologize and more so a shrug of "Ya, they're superior. When one of them dies it's bad, when one of me dies it's good. Death isn't all that bad anyway.". Just like a big "Oh well" for me now.
Had a very "candid" conflict conversation with someone at the end of the work day today. Long time coming and I think it resolved OK but put me in a right foul mood and I'm still stewing.
Then had a freaking hour commute home, and then once at home I'm carrying a tall cup of cold coffee to the kitchen to empty it, slip on unnoticed vomit the cat kindly left on the wood floor right in my walking path, do a cartoon-quality crash to one knee with ALL of the coffee going up in the air out of the cup and straight down square on top of my head - then all over the floor and my phone which was also now on the floor. On the one hand, hilarious physics, but on the other, fuck me.
I want to get more involved in local gaming groups and shops I don't normally go to. But I really don't want to play Warhammer to do it. Spring is here and that feels like pressure to advance, to make new things in life and to just be whatever my next version is. I hate booking things in advance, I'd rather do stuff as I feel like doing it and not have to book a table in case something comes up and I have to cancel it.
I might take a break from the internet but I kind of need it to find out what events are happening here. I made a major decision recently and living in a post-decision world is very freeing but also very uncertain. I think it was the right decision but it's a major life change and I need to figure out who I am after a decade of being someone else.
I keep trying to relapse but I genuinely just don't want to starve myself again, I just don't. Ugh, I wish I had the discipline I did as a teen. I think I only could cause my life was so awful, I didn't care to add on another stressor. But things are looking up now, and I wanna eat good food and have fun outside. Here's hoping life goes downhill again?
A childhood friend invited me to their birthday party and I really don't want to go because we have become very different people and I already know politics will be brought up and I don't know if I can pretend to be a lib for more than 2 minutes dawg. I REALLY don't want to go, I have nothing in common with the people that will be there, but I *need* to go, or else I'm just out here burning every single bridge in my life. I already lost enough friends. But at the same time these people aren't my friends anymore.
Any advice on how to be pleasant in a social setting that you don't want to be in and making a good impression on people so they don't leave you? Thanks
I keep trying to relapse but I genuinely just don't want to starve myself again, I just don't. Ugh, I wish I had the discipline I did as a teen. I think I only could cause my life was so awful, I didn't care to add on another stressor. But things are looking up now, and I wanna eat good food and have fun outside. Here's hoping life goes downhill again?
Why has everybody around me spontaneously lost the ability to a) competently drive a car and b) do their fucking job in a way that doesn't upend my day?
As a damn dirty fencesitter, I find I get a lot of mileage out of vague phrases that anyone would agree with and are technically the truth. "yeah man, shit's getting out of control," "I just don't know who/what to believe anymore," "feels like we're living in bizarro world," and so forth. "I don't really know much about that, I should probably do my own research" is a versatile out. "Thinking about it stresses me out" is understandable and discourages further discussion of the topic. Steer conversation toward hobbies, media, and other common ground when possible.
I hope you have a nice time if you do end up going. Sometimes these things end up being a lot more chill than expected. If nothing else, it might offer some insight on whether continuing to pursue a friendly relationship with these people is a productive thing to do.
If you want a free drawing i'm willing. A lot of time i don't know what to draw and i struggle to come up with something. If you can bear with my style we could arrange something.
I held off on posting here because I knew shartyfags will spam my profile but idgaf anymore. I'll just quit if they do. I'm also half certain that someone I knew IRL is stalking me here.
I'm about to turn down a great job offer straight after graduation (2 days in person, stupid easy work) because it would mean likely having to live at home with my abusive family. No I'm not andy ditch (yet), but I haven't stayed there for more than maybe a month within the last three years and even that was pushing it. It's very likely that they'd only get more invasive if I were to be at home, even with my own car. This is an hour from the nearest "city," and said city is equidistant to the job location
I'm so used to independence, from being able to be my own person who doesn't have to listen to others just to live. My choices are to give up any autonomy I had for 50k a year, or lose all that money to rent (most likely, it's a tiny town so there's barely anywhere to stay without again having to commute - I'd only have a car if I stay at home).
My friends say I can go anywhere and do anything, but that doesn't feel remotely true. I'm stuck and can't break free, and anyone who could've helped is gone from my life now. I feel like I'm about to run into a brick wall, and the best case scenario is wasting away months of my life just trying to get by. Is this adulthood?
Genuine advice: work there for a few months to collect paycheck you'll use to skip town with later. You can't do that with no cash. You already endured 18 years, do it for 3-4 more months
I keep trying to relapse but I genuinely just don't want to starve myself again, I just don't. Ugh, I wish I had the discipline I did as a teen. I think I only could cause my life was so awful, I didn't care to add on another stressor. But things are looking up now, and I wanna eat good food and have fun outside. Here's hoping life goes downhill again?
Ugh, I wish I had the discipline I did as a teen. I think I only could cause my life was so awful, I didn't care to add on another stressor. But things are looking up now, and I wanna eat good food and have fun outside. Here's hoping life goes downhill again?
