Mental Health Thread • Page 467

great way to cap off a horrible slow weekend at work where I made no money: getting food poisoning and having to call out!! I feel so guilty calling out too even tho my manager is cool as shit and I’ve made clear repeatedly I will not call out unless I absolutely have to I still feel awful having only been here for two months and already needing to call out but I am legitimately very sick

 

The last half hour has been a roller coaster. My dad found out he needs another surgery on his arm to correct a floating bone and the plate they put in after the dog bite. I guess he was pretty emotional about it because it's been five months of healing and not having full use of that arm/hand, and this will extend that healing period by 3-4 months. Then, the District Justice called and told me parents that the neighbor pleaded guilty, so no need for the rescheduled hearing. I would imagine him admitting to criminal responsibility should make the civil suit go over well. Someone also told my mom that they are looking at moving, which means whatever happens to the dog, they will feel safe being in their own yard again, which would be a major win. Not confirmed yet, but we'll see. It's a lot of information to digest, and it's emotional, but surgery aside, it's all good stuff I think. I hope. It does make me want to drink 1000 beers though.

 

Update on the above^ The cops are useless and filed the wrong charge for my dad's attack, which occurred second, meaning the dog has evaded the "dangerous dog" label and they get to keep it. Absolutely unreal. Makes me wonder if the neighbor knows someone over there. So basically, my parents get to be afraid to step into their own yard for the foreseeable future. I told them they should go after the state. I'm just so angry for them and I hate how much they're going through because of this asshole. Their lawyer said it is possible the insurance company could force them to do something with the dog, but it's unlikely. None of this will really matter if they move, but I'm worried something will happen and that won't come into fruition.

 

That is miserable, I'm sorry. Would they be comfortable carrying pepper spray (or something a little more lethal) with them? It really sounds like this dog is extremely dangerous.

 

Oh yeah, they are gun owners (not nuts) and my dad has been carrying his revolver around while he works outside. The problem is that 1. he shouldn't have to do that and 2. the dog broke his dominant wrist, and it's not healing correctly, hence the second surgery. He would have to shoot at it left-handed, which he could do, but the whole situation is making him nervous and depressed. I wish I could do more for them.

 

Yeah, it's crazy that he has to think about that at all, but I'm glad he has some means of defending himself. I've started carrying pepper spray when I am out in the neighborhood with my kids just because I don't trust all the dog owners here.

Hoping for a peaceful resolution for them.

 

Thank you for the kind words and well wishes, friend. It means a lot right now. I've tried to redirect their emotions toward sthe fact that they'll have their first grandson in a little over four months, but I think their concern now is that they won't even feel safe taking him in the yard.

 

Haven't felt this genuinely depressed in a long time.

 

I’m here to talk to if you need support!

 

My grandma passed away Monday night and I am not ok and feel like I never will be. Her health hasn’t been great but she seemed stable. Then my aunt had to bring her to the hospital Monday and she seemed ok so my aunt left for the night. Shortly after she got the call that she was gone. It was just so fast and I was going to see her last weekend but my mom needed to use my car while hers is in the shop so I didn’t go. I did talk to her on the phone and the last thing we said to each other was I love you so at least I have that but I wish I could have seen her. We are the stereotypical Italian family so she was the heart and glue that kept us all together. I visited just about every week and she of course cooked us lunch and she’d tell me all her stories about her childhood. I grew up living 2 mins away so her house was always my second home. The whole family went to her house yesterday and it was rough. My brother is getting the house but I don’t think I’ll ever get to used to going over and her not being there, sitting at the kitchen table with her coffee, asking if we all ate and what we want her to cook. This is the first major loss for me. Everyone else passed when I was very young so this is really tough.

 

Haven't seen much of any change while on Zoloft after two months. just met with my doctor and we're going to try going up and i'll also be contacting some psychiatrists she recommended to find someone who may be better equipped to find something that will work for me. She suggested mood stabilizers, like lithium, but wants me to see a psychiatrist and get their thoughts.

 

i recently switched to a psych from having my GP manage my meds and I highly recommend it based on that experience. GPs are so hit or miss on that stuff, which isn’t really a knock on them, but they’re naturally going to be of a different mindset than a psych.

 

like one of the things that prompted me to switch was telling my GP i thought i might have ADD or ADHD in the least drug seeking way possible and as part of that i mentioned sometimes having periods of hyper focus and the doc was like well that obviously means you don’t have an attention disorder. which like you can just google adhd and hyperfocus and see that’s not true lol. i was completely open to not having adhd, i just wanted to consider it.

anyway the psych gave me wellbutrin immediately which is used for both ADHD and depression with ADHD-like symptoms and it’s been great. don’t see why GP wouldn’t have at least mentioned it considering it’s not habit forming and doesn’t require an ADHD diagnosis and is used for “depression causing focus issues” as much as for ADHD. except that he was just out of his depth and/or thought i just wanted adderall

 

Those losses never get easier when they happen. I'm sorry you're going through it, and I'm glad you got to connect with her when you did.

 

Got a rejection email at 11pm last night for some relatively junior position I interviewed for in the afternoon. The interviewer did bring up being a bit overqualified but like cmon. (I applied because it’s for a company I’d have been happy to work for and it’d be a decent pay bump.)

can’t even fucking get this job. I’m tired and falling apart. I can’t keep this up

 

Anyone else here just hit an anxiety and depression wall constantly?

Lately I’ve been finding the more open and honest I am with people, the more I feel I weird them out and make them want to distance themselves from me. I feel like the more fake and surface level I am, the more people want to be around me and I’m realizing I can’t operate like that anymore. People I thought were my friends aren’t anymore and that’s so incredibly disheartening.

I’m not sorry for trying to be real with people and talk about mental health and not bottle things up. It just really sucks knowing people’s true colors and that they don’t give a fuck because I’m not “normal” and can slide stuff under a rug and act like I “have it together” all the time. I feel like now is the time for me to just disappear for a while. I’m too weird for everybody.

 

Sometimes art can open old wounds. Sometimes though it’s a good process for getting through something you thought was over.



Foxing’s new album is so good. However the song Cleaning TW is about a dogs passing. The lyrics just absolutely bring me back to when we put our girl down. She was only five. She had lost her ability to walk and use the restroom on her own. She was a good girl and didn’t deserve what afflicted her nor the consequences of it. I miss her and I forgot how much so until I heard the song.

 

I’ve been avoiding my feelings on her and my fathers passing. Grief is a terrible thing but I also feel better

 

Since I decided to take something for my ADHD (adderall), one of the many positives it’s brought me is my reading ability. Reading has always been my favorite hobby, but I’ve been really slow all my life. I can get really into a book, but a lot of times I have to reread pages multiple times because my mind wanders and I lose focus. But I’m on my ninth novel this year so far and and that’s even with movies/games in the mix too. I got distracted and quit a certain book two years ago, but I picked it up yesterday and I’m past where I quit before and loving it.

Part of this bothers me like the rest of my pill cocktail has for many years: without my prescriptions, I would not be who I need to be. What if something happened with my insurance and I couldn’t get refills? How would I function in society?

I love the difference they make in my life, but my reliance makes me hate who I’d be without them.

 

I agree. I absolutely love my psychiatrist and owe all the things to him. I spent my adolescence trying a bunch of different meds that thankfully didn't have negative side effects but also never helped. He listened and found a great med regimen for me pretty fast. I no longer get the Sunday scaries so badly that I'm immobilized with anxiety and I can also sleep which is such a godsend. He figured out in a few weeks/months what I needed vs various PCPs on/off for over half my life

 

This is me as well. I don't know if I've actually finished a book since college, which feels embarrassing. I love movies so much and study them and they inspire me to write, so I try to convince myself that's just as valid, but I did miss reading for a long time, so I joined our local horror book club. I've taken on a leisurely pace where I just make sure I read 10 pages (or one chapter) every day and it's really helped reading feel more enjoyable and less like something that might take away time from other things I enjoy!

 

Life sucks, what u want me to do.

 

Respectfully, are you a bot

 

No offense, but are you a boomer?

 

No