Depression and Anxiety Thread

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Hide you cards and cash with somebody else, a trustable person ideally.

Sweat it out.

Have you discovered a cause?
For me it’s boredom and loneliness.
I guess that's the root.

I've been feeling empty these days. I have anger issues that I'm trying to keep in control and most of the time I'm improving which is really great but I don't know how it came to this. To be clear I'm not an angry drunk, I usually just fell asleep almost immediately after a night of booze.

I'm just horrified right now but at the same time I feel like I'm slowly spiralling. Couldn't even read books or even play video games anymore. It's weird.
 
Feeling numb is a normal experience for depression, which you’ll be aware of if you’ve been through it before.

That’s usually the point when I double my dose of meds for a few days to stop it spreading into despair.

If you’re drinking to feel, the boozing is just temporary anaesthetic. It won’t have any benefit once the last drink is done. And taking a depressant when depressed is a poor idea.

I managed to see alcohol for the poison it truly is, which has helped me stop boozing almost entirely. I now consider it as filthy as pop and won’t drinking it readily.

It takes some self realisation but I’m sure it’s helped untold people get a handle on alcoholism and binge drinking.
 
Feeling numb is a normal experience for depression, which you’ll be aware of if you’ve been through it before.
Yeah, I guess I wasn't prepared to go through it again. I'll try laying off drinking again. Gonna be tough.
 
Yeah, I guess I wasn't prepared to go through it again. I'll try laying off drinking again. Gonna be tough.
Keep the faith in yourself. If you can’t outright quit, which is very difficult, reducing your intake might be a more manageable goal.
 
Thanks for sharing such an important reminder about mental health. Keeping the faith in ourselves can make a world of difference. Your suggestion about reducing intake is spot-on – small steps can lead to big changes. Also, if anyone needs more support or resources, check out fherehab.com for some helpful insights. Remember, you're not alone in this journey!
 
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"It's the most wonderful time of the year." It can also be the most stressing and most depressing. Be sure to get help you may need as well as go through any forms of therapy and healing if you feel down around this time of year. One thing to remember in all of this is that we all are fighting the same battle, so don't feel as if you're alone. You surely have the power to overcome these odds with love and support. Pain isn't forever. Failure isn't forever. You WILL pull through this one way or another.


Don't let depression and/or anxiety win.
 
I don't look to New Year's Resolutions, but do try to find help for your depression and/or anxiety in the upcoming year. Of course, be sure you're stable mentally for the remainder of this year.


Don't let depression and/or anxiety win.
 
"It's the most wonderful time of the year." It can also be the most stressing and most depressing. Be sure to get help you may need as well as go through any forms of therapy and healing if you feel down around this time of year. One thing to remember in all of this is that we all are fighting the same battle, so don't feel as if you're alone. You surely have the power to overcome these odds with love and support. Pain isn't forever. Failure isn't forever. You WILL pull through this one way or another.


Don't let depression and/or anxiety win.
Thanks, John. Stay blessed.
 
Happy new year, GTPlaneteers! It's a new year, so that means you should set your mind towards starting anew and not letting the low points of the previous year cross into the new year. Remember to seek help from others if people nearby are available. And most of all...


Don't let depression and/or anxiety win.
 
The New Year always brings a sense of looming dread for me, as it reinforces that I've wasted another year not progressing, not making improvements and just generally being a miserable sod. I'd ignored all my friends from June until last month and purged everything (Facebook, Instagram, etc.) to deliberately make it as hard as possible to get a hold of me. Suffice to say, none of them noticed. No socialising besides work and with family for more or less six months. The days were filled with going to work, coming home, playing games for a few hours (more to kill time, rather than enjoyment) before laying in bed wondering why I'm even on this planet.
Yep, the exact same situation. Absolutely nothing has changed. What's the point of any of this? Work, relationships, hobbies, its all just meaningless. I truly don't see how people can be happy with their lot in life; I envy them, but I don't understand them. The good moments are just fleeting distractions from the cold harsh reality, which is that its all going to be for nothing in the end, so why even try? I'm so tired of it all, but there's an element of security of staying in a crappy situation that you at least understand, so I don't want to make an effort to better myself - better the Devil you know and all that.

Rambling here. I'm sure I'll snap out of it and go back to bottling it up. It's worked for 10+ years, so why stop now?
 
Yep, the exact same situation. Absolutely nothing has changed. What's the point of any of this? Work, relationships, hobbies, its all just meaningless. I truly don't see how people can be happy with their lot in life; I envy them, but I don't understand them. The good moments are just fleeting distractions from the cold harsh reality, which is that its all going to be for nothing in the end, so why even try? I'm so tired of it all, but there's an element of security of staying in a crappy situation that you at least understand, so I don't want to make an effort to better myself - better the Devil you know and all that.

Rambling here. I'm sure I'll snap out of it and go back to bottling it up. It's worked for 10+ years, so why stop now?
When was the last time, if there was, that you didn't feel like this for a prolonged period?
 
2015 maybe? My social life was a lot better, I had a tinge of optimism as I was coming to the end of my teenage years and my job, while worse, felt like less of a waste of my time, as I had other things to look forward to outside of it. I wouldn't say I was overtly 'happy' during that time either, but I felt at peace of sorts and content with where I was at, and signs that a bit of applying myself in certain areas could turn things around.

Fast forward nearly nine years and I'm now rapidly approaching my 30s, with a dead end job, stuck with my parents still, enough cash to put a deposit down on a place but not enough income to afford a mortgage (and anxious about renting in a bad area / from a bad landlord), friends who I don't feel I relate to anymore, no stories to share, no passions or vested interests. I'm just... here.
 
Fast forward nearly nine years and I'm now rapidly approaching my 30s, with a dead end job, stuck with my parents still, enough cash to put a deposit down on a place but not enough income to afford a mortgage (and anxious about renting in a bad area / from a bad landlord)
How about a house-share?

When I got my first 'proper' job in London, I got a room in a shared house and it went OK (but it wasn't exactly perfect). After 6 months, I moved in to another house, and ended up living there for 5 years. It varied from being awesome (for around 3 years) to being a bit of a hassle, but in general it was a great move as it allowed me to live and work in London where I met a ton of great people.

Don't get me wrong - it is far from perfect, but late 20's/early 30's is an ideal time to house-share; it's a good way to live independently without breaking the bank, and in my case it allowed me to save for the deposit on my flat. I was 37 by the time I could afford to buy my own place (though I also rented my own place from aged 32).

House-sharing can also open up a wealth of possibilities in terms of where you might live and work. I got a job in London and found a room about half a mile from work, so I didn't need a car or public transport. Granted, I lived with my auntie and uncle for 2 months while I looked for somewhere to live, but if you don't have family who can help, you can always stay in a B&B or a short-term (like 3 months) lease while you look for something.


friends who I don't feel I relate to anymore, no stories to share, no passions or vested interests. I'm just... here.
To coin a cliched old phrase, Rome wasn't built in a day - but you can start to work on these things.

Since I've had my own place, I've gradually rediscovered a lot of interests that had fallen by the wayside while I focused on my studies, my work and my relationships. Now I choose to be single and live alone, but I am still quite socially active, and my family live nearby too, so I don't feel isolated in any way by choosing the single life - but you don't even need your own place (or to be single 😅) to cultivate your own interests.

However it is important (for me anyway) to devote time to 'personal' interests - playing guitar, songwriting, cooking, gaming, snooker etc., all stuff that I used to do when I was younger but neglected for many years. It takes time for interests and skills to build, but it's relatively easy to set aside time to develop new (or indeed old) interests - but it won't just 'happen', you have to make it happen.

Songwriting is a very personal and solo pursuit for me, but while it mostly involves me beavering away alone in my flat, it has also led to me becoming part of a community online and sharing stuff with people all over the world, not to mention various offers to join bands or to collaborate with people. It's kind of like gaming - it doesn't need to be entirely solo/anti-social; hobbies can be a great way to meet like-minded people, either online or beyond. Ultimately, doing stuff that involves other people - either just for a bit of interaction, or because your skills/knowledge might end up helping other people in some ways, can be very rewarding and a great use of your time.
 
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How about a house-share?
Its a similar situation to renting where I'd be antsy about the people I'd end up with. A few friends and I were considering sharing a flat, but then the pandemic hit, various factors changed for everyone else and it just fell by the wayside. I'm not against the idea of moving away, though I feel a shake up like that would kind of exacerbate my feelings of being alone, even if the living situation is vastly different.

Reading your comment actually gave me the idea to look up houses or flats, and actually working out the finance side, I think I'm a bit better off than anticipated. I'll have to properly look into all this at some point, but the cig packet maths mean that I may have originally overestimated what I'd have been paying / what I'd have left, instead of what could be possible after a bit more saving (one big advantage of not doing anything with my time - lots of money sat around not doing anything).
To coin a cliched old phrase, Rome wasn't built in a day - but you can start to work on these things.

Since I've had my own place, I've gradually rediscovered a lot of interests that had fallen by the wayside while I focused on my studies, my work and my relationships. Now I choose to be single and live alone, but I am still quite socially active, and my family live nearby too, so I don't feel isolated in any way by choosing the single life - but you don't even need your own place (or to be single 😅) to cultivate your own interests.

However it is important (for me anyway) to devote time to 'personal' interests - playing guitar, songwriting, cooking, gaming, snooker etc., all stuff that I used to do when I was younger but neglected for many years. It takes time for interests and skills to build, but it's relatively easy to set aside time to develop new (or indeed old) interests - but it won't just 'happen', you have to make it happen.

Songwriting is a very personal and solo pursuit for me, but while it mostly involves me beavering away alone in my flat, it has also led to me becoming part of a community online and sharing stuff with people all over the world, not to mention various offers to join bands or to collaborate with people. It's kind of like gaming - it doesn't need to be entirely solo/anti-social; hobbies can be a great way to meet like-minded people, either online or beyond. Ultimately, doing stuff that involves other people - either just for a bit of interaction, or because your skills/knowledge might end up helping other people in some ways, can be very rewarding and a great use of your time.
I did consider getting back into drawing, as that was something I used to enjoy (even if I was never very good), as well as writing. If I could somehow channel all my frustrations into those I think I'd be golden! Gaming is what I fill most of my evenings with, so for the past couple years it feels more like a routine than something I actively enjoy. That said, I do occasionally fire up an older game every few months that I've played through many times and usually enjoy it; I guess its the familiarity more than anything.
 
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If I could somehow channel all my frustrations into those I think I'd be golden!
Don’t take this as a viable solution, because it certainly isn’t for everyone, but cannabis at microdoses can induce hyper-focus which can be trained on something you enjoy.

Personally, I’ve been able to manage my life better and channel my creative energies into game development, my main hobby, as well as focus on the things I can do, rather than the crap I have no influence over.

If you’re really struggling to find acceptance for the mundane cold reality that is the struggle of life, make a game out of it. If your current “level” is low, what harm could it do to introduce some challenges into your routine? You might find yourself levelling up.
 
November-December last year was a bad period. Somehow my mental issues kicked into overdrive. I was drowning in extreme anxiety most of the time. I usually don't snapped at my friends but this one time I did at one of them. It was just about a small issue and he seemed to understand what I'm going through but holy hell, I don't want that to happen again. I think it's the booze, I drank quite a lot last month but I feel like there's something else, I just don't know what. Seasonal depression maybe ?
I feel much better now that I cut down the drinks but that was some scary times for me.
 
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drowning in extreme anxiety
I think it's the booze
In your own words.

Alcohol is pure poison. We are not meant to consume it. It causes havoc with physical and mental functions. And as we all know, it can become one hell of a mistress.

I’ve got two cold ones in the cooler right now, I know it’s against all my common sense to have even bought them.
But it’s Friday, I’m tired from work and I need the distraction.

I stepped down from Prozac use a few months ago. Weed seems to be a more effective (although expensive) replacement for keeping me on a level playing field.

Now that I have a reasonable handle on my alcoholism, I see it’s always the booze that puts me in a bad mental place when I do touch a small drop.

Alcohol usage may reduce anxiety at the point of consumption (it did for me), but is it worth the days and weeks of feeling less than okay that follow?


Analogous to that, I did some thinking on the topic of harmful consumption last night.

I smoke (heavily) because I somehow think it gives me autonomy and sovereignty. It’s also how I acquire alone time and punctuate my free time throughout the day. It’s a middle finger to my sense of common sense. Nobody should inhale smoke. Our bodies aren’t made to do that.

So despite thinking that I smoke because I have the freedom to do so, I really don’t. I’m imprisoned into thinking so by the addiction of nicotine itself and I’m anything but autonomous when an addictive drug has hijacked my brain for the past 20 years.

I came to recognise that my increase in tobacco is a response to a spike in the death drive. Slipping on a noose or biting a bullet is extreme and socially unacceptable. Smoking ensure deteriorating health but bares none of the hallmarks of suicide. I’d give myself 5 years, if I’m very lucky, if I continue my current habit.

I’ve got the Samaritan’s number on standby for help. But I don’t know how to start that conversation.
 
I’ve got the Samaritan’s number on standby for help. But I don’t know how to start that conversation.
Starting the conversation feels like a big obstacle, but really...

"Hi my name's Shem, I've kept your number in case I need help, but I don't know how to start the conversation...."

... does the job. If you're asking them for help, just let them help you.
 
Starting the conversation feels like a big obstacle, but really...

"Hi my name's Shem, I've kept your number in case I need help, but I don't know how to start the conversation...."

... does the job. If you're asking them for help, just let them help you.
The addicted part of me really likes smoking and I’m not sure if I can reason myself into it.

I also can’t see how a phone call will help me break a daily habit of 20 years without radical (and physical) intervention.

^That’s the addiction trying to talk me out of it.

I’ll try and contact them this weekend, if they’re open. What’s the worst that could happen?
 
I also can’t see how a phone call will help me break a daily habit of 20 years without radical (and physical) intervention.
It won't.

If you don't want to stop, you won't -- supplant one addiction for another, it doesn't matter... but at least be honest with yourself about it.

If you don't want to get better.. you won't.

Addiction is the worst kind of comfort.

Become uncomfortable....
 
If you don't want to stop, you won't -- supplant one addiction for another, it doesn't matter... but at least be honest with yourself about it.
I’m trying to be as honest with myself as I can, but a part of “myself” has been hijacked by the addiction.

Last year I made an effort to quit. I had a day alone and I typed out a long essay on why I smoke in an attempt to rationalise it.
Then I gathered up and threw out all my smoking paraphernalia.
It felt like preparing for suicide, like I was killing part of myself (the irony).

Honestly, there’s little comfort in smoking for me now. I can only imagine it’s what long term junk users feel when the take it hit. It’s hell, but I’m powerless to stop myself.

The damage I’ve already done to my respiratory system in the last few months is evident.
 
Have you tried your family doctor/GP?

Not sure what the services are like in Thailand?
I would need behavioural therapy for a rehab doctor, which is widely available here, if you’re a wealthy Californian coke-head pop star.

Alternatively, I think there are temples that offer a place for people trying to rehabilitate, but that’s only for locals.
You could at least try e-cigarettes, they reduce damage to the respiratory system by a significant amount.
Vaping and electric cigs are banned because big tobacco pressured the government.

I feel like the only release from this addiction is in death.
 
I feel like the only release from this addiction is in death.
And everyone would remember you as that dude who died over freaking smokes, people would be laughing their butts off.

Start to work out in a gym. A lot of people have replaced their addictions of much MUCH harder stuff with a workout addiction. Don't think too much about it, just do it.

In my teens, when I was on the brink of becoming an alcoholic, I visited a gym and started working out, I set myself some serious long term goals and that helped me get off of that stuff. Still love working out.
 
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I would need behavioural therapy for a rehab doctor, which is widely available here, if you’re a wealthy Californian coke-head pop star.

Alternatively, I think there are temples that offer a place for people trying to rehabilitate, but that’s only for locals.

Vaping and electric cigs are banned because big tobacco pressured the government.

I feel like the only release from this addiction is in death.
Could you try psychologists who are based in the UK and do Zoom sessions with them?
 
And everyone would remember you as that dude who died over freaking smokes, people would be laughing their butts off.
I'll always remember Shem as someone who did some cool stuff on a bike.

As I said earlier... we've all got to die of something.
 
Once I’m dead I’ll hardly care what people think of me.

The UK health systems are at capacity and as a nonresident I don’t think I’d be eligible, even if I felt comfortable using it.

My headstone according to Matski : “Loving father, husband and biker”. I like that.

Although I’m off of pharma meds for the first time in my adult life, I don’t feel at all depressed, but my death drive is steadily plodding me towards the end game and I don’t think there are any meds that can sort that out.
 
The UK health systems are at capacity and as a nonresident I don’t think I’d be eligible, even if I felt comfortable using it.
Not for NHS services, I'm talking about private psychotherapy.

The prices can be pretty reasonable (note I'm not talking about psychiatrists - they are borderline extortionate now).
 
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