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Am adhd and autistic, so i never had a lot of friends, but i kind of learned to keep going with it.
Right now, i am very tired, but also hopeful because all my essay writing training is starting to show up.
My dreams, such as writing novels and creating an entire video game about my personal universe, seem to be more and more feasible on reality.
Also, my social training allowed me to meet some very nice persons, not in social standarts, but genuinely for me.
So I am as always lonely, tired and silent, but the world seem always to show more and more colours to me, which is nice.
(also maybe just because i stopped drinking the social media crap and the worldnews junk food, but hey, it’s what gives us the most anxiety for no reason, so why bother)
Remember when Elmo asked and everyone dumped their collective grief him? Ya, it’s only gotten far worse.
I’m having a panic attack at the moment. ._. This feels so weird. It’s like my soul is trying to throw up. I have an urge to run, and I feel this immense dread like something awful is about to happen but I’m trapped in this agonized “before” moment where it never comes. Thank you for caring and asking CheeseToastie, and your avatar is adorable btw!
Not great. My depression and anxiety have left me bedridden in the last few days. I feel worthless and like the whole world either doesn’t care or despises me. I don’t know which is worse.
I also suffer from dissociation and feel like I don’t know who I am as a person, it’s like I am being pulled in different directions, and it’s a real struggle.
Been there. I know it’s easy to say, but have you sought medical help? Medication did wonders for me.
I hope you come out of it soon, because I know what that pit feels like. hugs
Thanks! I have gotten medication and no longer suffer from daily panic attacks. I got diagnosed with a bunch of stuff a year ago, including AvPD, which means that I have severe social anxiety.
So far, it feels like the only response I have gotten from the doctors has been, “Tough luck; that’s your life now.”
I am trying my best to come out of it, but it’s difficult.
That’s bullshit! Keep looking for better doctors! I had the same trouble getting the runaround until I found one who gave a shit.
Don’t give up!
I hear you Tropper. We’re here, lean on us
I made a phone call. I’m proud of myself.
A bit hopeless but trying to keep it together in spite of all the socio-political problems.
I think that’s all we can do right now
Awesome, thanks. How are you?
Thanks for asking! I’m good today just got up and I’m gonna train in an hour. Exercise days are always good days!
They definitely are, I’m glad you got to get some workout done. Your reply also reminded me to get off my own ass and give some love to my core, so, thank you for that.
Haha you’re welcome 😊
In the dumpster, six days ago i was involved in a pretty severe work related accident which landed me in the hospital. Crushed right leg plus three broken ribs and a collapsed lung. So my mental health is rough right now.
Shit, that sucks. What’s the outlook for the leg?
The leg is pretty good, but it will take a long fucking time for the ribs to cure.
Really? They usually heal pretty fast, you must have injured them badly.
I crack a rib or two about once a decade, just to remind myself I’m still alive. Had my break for the 2020s a few weeks ago, and I’m still feeling it with every deep breath or cough. It’ll go away soon, it always does.
Good luck, brother. Get the nastiest pitbull lawyer you can find, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity to fuck over an evil insurance company, which is a very satisfying feeling, trust me.
Take that company for everything you can dude. If they are like 99% of companies they will try to limit things you are entitled to. Might even want to talk to a lawyer.
My union (Dansk Metal) is taking the case and theyll drag everyone through hell and back, so no worry. Dansk Metal is one of the most powerful unions in Denmark and will stop at nothing.
you can’t make me, and, doesn’t matter anyhow. Reading the news is enough to give you depression, and no amount of sunny disposition is going to make the next four years of existing any less shit. Assuming it ends in four years at all.
I’m so fucking tired
I’m gonna be honest and say I’m doing great man. For some weird reason, I always am.
I see from the rest here that I should probably not take that for granted.Wish everone an epic Sunday!
I’m at the point even my anger and sadness got bored and fucked off and I just don’t really feel or think at all.
And that’s what’s fucking scary to me.
Being desperate and sicker was worse physically and exhausting, but at least I believed in something. Now I just don’t fucking care.
I just heard people applaud a fucking sunset. I’m circling the drain.
I’m going great outside of one thing. I miss my soulmate. It’s been over 2 years. My heart is still empty. I’m dating again but I feel hollow.
Best wishes. You are still grieving. That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t date at all, it just means you need to allow yourself to continue grieving even while you move forward with your life. You deserve happiness.
It’s unduly long and complex but made worse that we are still friends and were it not for a specific situation we may still be together. Took me 40 years to find my soulmate only to have them taken away because life told us it was not time and here I am now stuck with not being able to move forward because why would I be able to love another when the one of my dreams is still there within arm’s reach.
It sucks. I’m at least blessed with 3 kids from a previous marriage which give me joy and I have a career I love. I also have many around me who I love and I feel they love me back. It’s just that final puzzle piece. I know where it is. I want to complete my puzzle but I can’t because it’s not possible right now.
Sigh.
I’m mixed.
I’ve had depression off and on, it cleared up early last week but came back this weekend.
I went to a friend’s and we went for a walk and played Uno with their kids and it made me feel a bit better, but I spent most of the weekend just laying in bed.
I’m stressed about Canada’s election. And the tariff mayhem and how that’s going to affect my job. I tried diversifying my finances, but seeing my assets drop hurts.
My wife is starting a new diet with her gym, so she’s doing all the cooking lately and honestly I’m missing that creative outlet.
I don’t know, just a lot of headwinds right now. I’ve been very lucky, but it’s rough out there.
You’ve got a lot going on from day to day food to finances to the bigger picture of politics. It’s bound to ground you down.
