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https://www.covidmentalhealthsupport.org/the (((mods))) here with an important message, afterwhich we will return you to the rest of the excellent op posted:It is important to remember that SA's community is not designed to provide therapy or psychiatric advice, nor should it be a substitute for valid professional psychiatric care. If you feel like you need help, we strongly recommend that you seek out professional help through some resources that we have listed below: im mentally ill poster chokes mcgee. i first started reading cspam when i was about 36. by 38 i got really obsessed with the concept of "trump" and tried to channel it constantly, until my thought process got really bizarre and i would repeat things like "ed balls" and "i love making GBS threads inside cum assholes" in my head for hours, and i would get really paranoid, start seeing things in the corners of my eyes etc, basically prodromal schizophrenia. im now on antipsychotics. i always wondered what the kind of "ironic" style of cspam humor was all about; i think it's the unconscious leaking in to the conscious, what jungian theory considered to be the cause of schizophrenic and schizotypal syptoms. i would advise all people who "post" Trump to be careful because that likely means you have a predisposition to a mental illness. C-SPAM Mental Health & Depression Omnibus Thread https://twitter.com/Papapishu/status/746803108949409793 what the gently caress is this lol People come to cspam and especially the trump thread for the nihilistic lmaos but there's still a lot of deep anxiety, fear, and hurting behind those jokes. We're all trying to make sense of a completely senseless world that seems to be in its death throes. However, if you don't go further than posting the maniacal laughter of despair, there is a very good chance it will destroy you. Please do not do that. There is still life outside these forums. Some of it is still pretty nice. okay so now what Take inventory of the things in life that make you happy—stuff not related to the thread. If you find it lacking or (worse) don't care about what you have I highly recommend seeking support. I did not. Story about what catastrophe befell me will follow. I expect the people who aren't coming in here to shitpost to be looking for help with depression. Consider if you have bipolar as well. If you've gone on repeated uncontrollable rampages of anger/shopping/sex/creativity, especially coupled with frequent insomnia, chances are very good you do. Treating bipolar with depression meds alone is a very bad idea so you'll want to be sure of that. how to help Here are some common modalities used to combat depression/anxiety/grief. If you decide on a treatment plan, you will most likely want a little bit of all of them. Therapist: This is the cornerstone. A therapist will give you a safe space to vent where a single word will not breathed to anyone unless you literally say you have plans to kill yourself or someone else. They will probably be able to help with (healthy) coping strategies or life goals. In addition, many will be able to apply strategies like CBT (cognitive behavioral therapy) and the like to help with self defeating thought processes. Make sure they're licensed. You want either a licensed therapist, social worker, or psychologist. Everything else is probably garbage. Psychiatrist: You may need pills. You may not. They will not rob you of a piece of yourself like you were lobotomized. They're not some evil horrific brainwashing attempt by the illuminati although some of the side effects are not fun, to say the least. It's also more of an art that a science and will take a few months of tinkering to find the right cocktail and there's a ton of different drugs for each category. A good psychiatrist will listen to you when you complain about side effects and ask about medications. They will then change or keep what you have based on feedback. If they just write a prescription, then tell you to shut the gently caress up the next time you see them because they know better, fire them immediately. Group Therapy: This has by far worked best for me. Basically, you get a bunch of people in the same room with the same problem with the understanding nothing said there leaves and get them talking about their experiences. It's incredibly liberating to see heads bob knowingly while you describe something you thought was a dark secret shame. Someone else has gone through it, too. You're not alone. Meditation: Or mindfulness, or whatever. Get an app or just plop down somewhere and concentrate on your breathing for a while. It calms the mind, relaxes the body, and for those of you with bipolar, can stop the internal screaming for a little bit. Warning: If you have PTSD, this may not be for you. Relinquishing control over your train of thought for a while can end up in bad places. Nutrition: As dumb as it sounds, make sure you're eating regularly. This can be hard to remember to do during severe depression (or severe mania). Get enough calories and try to eat lots of protein and less sugar. Also, take some fish/flaxseed/algae Omega-3 oil and a multivitamin. It's good for you—especially the Omega-3, since it gets converted into DHA (among other things) which helps your brain meats function. Sleep hygene: Only you can know how much you need and when. If you're dragging every day, you probably need more. On the other end of the spectrum is oversleeping. If you're waking up after 14 hours feeling gross then you definitely need to get moving and probably get more sunlight. Consider a HappyLight for 30 minutes a day if it's overcast or dark out. It makes a huge difference. i'm broke and don't have health insurance NAMI can provide group therapy. In addition, many places will have specific support groups going, i.e. depression, bipolar, autism, etc. Vet appropriately before attending. Flee immediately if anyone starts suggesting weird poo poo or pushing unlicensed "therapists" on you. Online apps are available. I'll not link to/recommend individual ones for now since I don't know poo poo about them, but deffo check out this link and this other link for some starter recommendations. Many communities will have sliding scale psychiatrists and therapists, it's just a matter of finding them. Also, the waiting list may be enormous. Still, it's better than nothing. Out of pocket everywhere else is expensive as poo poo but most places I've seen will cap it at $125 a visit and psych meds are cheap through GoodRX. It's still horrific but at least you won't be on the hook for thousands after going to a hospital. cspam specific poo poo For gods sake disclose all your illicit substances to your psychiatrist. They may disapprove but they won't refuse treatment or release that info to anyone. If you're smoking trees or shotgunning an entire bottle of jack each day they need to know so they don't put you on something that will kill you. I mean you shouldn't be doing that stuff in excess anyway, it's self medicating, but I'm not your mom so w/e everything is awful get me off of this planet Please do not commit suicide. Suicide sucks. Your last thoughts will be filled with regret: the people you're leaving behind, the life you could've had, the conditions that drove you to this point of incredible pain where there was only one way left. If you are feeling suicidal, call: * Your therapst (if you have one) * A close friend or family member (if you have one) * The Suicide Prevention Hotline is always there for you. If you have the insurance, go to a mental hospital immediately and request a voluntary stay. Most stays will last a week, and if you checked yourself in, you can check yourself out at any time (but don't do that). You can get a note at the end saying you were under medical care which will probably keep you from getting fired (but probably not paid either). If your company offers it and you can afford it, consider taking short term disability afterwards. How Suicidal Posts Are Treated In the interest of transparency and after discussions with mods/admins, here is the way it will be handled:
Some of this is CYA for the forums because lmfao why would you think we're professionals. Some of it is to encourage you to seek help. Remember that the above is not punishment for wrongthink and instead an attempt to straddle the line between getting you help and not getting our pants sued off of our legs and directly onto our heads. hey guys i think i'm finally gonna troll the mental health thread, wish me luck i expect a certain amount of shitposting and general cspam dumbassery and would be disappointed if we didn't get it. however please don't: * Encourage suicide, even indirectly and/or for yourself. I understand people are hurting and have been there myself. However, this is a group environment, and we have to be mindful of others. * request info on dosages of any kind of drug. (why would you ask the internet about this lol) Neither SA nor myself can do this, it's a liability and you will be probated, probably. Talking about dosages and your experiences on them are fine, just don't ask for which ones to use. * tell people not to see a therapist, psychiatrist, mental health professional. if you want to share your experiences with any of those not working that's fine. if you want to say it's bullshit that's also fine. just don't tell people not to go. * tell people all meds are terrible or to stop taking them or not bother to start * espouse self medication over meds—drinking, pot, heroin, etc. * make fun of anyone's mental illness (especially me you shitheads) * post lol nothing matters and don't bother trying and bullshit like that * generally be a dick towards anyone genuinely hurting and in need of help ok post questions or w/e I'll do my best to answer them Somebody has issued a correction as of 19:01 on Sep 2, 2021 |
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Pills and Books and poo poo Recommended Reading this isn't a beardo pipe smoking  marxist D&D list you'll buy once and then never read, this is actual life advice. these books are very good, please read them if you need help working through things.
Pills Pills Pills  You may need some of these. It will probably take months to get everything right, and you'll take some along the way that will make you feel really lovely. Tell your psych doc immediately if a pill's side effect is intolerable. You'll know after a couple of days, believe me. (especially if you get akathisia  )The right psych drug cocktail is magical. You won't see green unicorns or anything but you will feel like an actual goddamn human being when you find your sweet spot and that moment is incredible.
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thehandtruck has the 411 on getting a therapist: thehandtruck posted:Saw a few posts asking 'How do I find a therapist?' and "How do I know they're good" so I wrote some stuff: Life Advice from Lastgirl posted:I stopped going online for a while, I turned off the news and it really helped my perspective tremendously. Words of DBT Wisdom From Bearded Whiteguy tl;dr: DBT is real real good for personality disorders, ptsd, and bipolar go get some right away Bearded Whiteguy posted:OP, thanks for making this thread. I think we as a community (and culture) need to be a lot better at discussing and working with mental illness. Bearded Whiteguy posted:Ok, it's Sunday morning and I have some time to drop some links and theory. One of the biggest leaps in psychological theory was created by Marsha Linehan, a psychologist who suffered from Borderline Personality Disorder. Some of you may be familiar with this disorder (or even have it), so you may know how difficult it is to treat... except it's actually not. For a long time, psychologists and psychiatrists just refused to put in the work to properly study and treat it. Enter Marsha Linehan who developed a therapy model that not only gave her the ability to live not only a normal life, but an extraordinary one. It's called Dialectical Behavior Therapy, or DBT and it has shown to be extremely effective in treating personality disorders, MDBP, addiction, and depression/anxiety disorders. It does this by being skills and empathy based. DBT therapy was created by someone who never received proper empathy or understanding when she was seeking out help, so she designed her theory around it. *extremely jeb! voice* please read Somebody has issued a correction as of 23:45 on Dec 6, 2022 |
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which usually makes you feel better, or at least less bad. If you don't know you have bipolar and you take these long term, poo poo's gonna get wild. Examples include sertraline (Zoloft), fluxontine (Prozac), and Paroxetine (Paxil).
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a month for the good stuff. Sometimes a five minute brain break really helps. Caveat emptor if you have PTSD or badly intrusive thoughts. It may help settle you, or it may make even more space for those thoughts. Only you can know for sure.
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Chokes' Adventures in Mental Health In August 2018 I suffered a mental breakdown. I've had bipolar 2 all my life and have been med compliant and relatively stable, but after several catastrophic life events and a constant stream of climate change news and fat orange pisshog electronically screaming in my ear 24/7, I began to really break down emotionally. After enduring two months of this, I finally snapped on (I poo poo you not) Halloween 2018, went into the stairway at work, typed out a note, and attempted to hang myself with my hoodie. It didn't come anywhere near working, but I wasn't going to give myself another shot. I called my wife and had her check me in to a private mental facility. I'm telling my story now in case anyone else has to go through this and needs an inkling of an idea what to expect. First up, I had to go over everything that happened and all my thought processes during the attempt to the doctor, with my wife in the room, which was one of the hardest parts of all this. Then, I had to turn over everything but my wedding ring (for obvious reasons). My sweatpants didn't have drawstrings, so I got to keep those. Once they'd taken me from the public to the secured area, they had to do a further search: nothing invasive, just proving I wasn't hiding things in my clothes. Hilariously, there were no rooms available, and they had to use isolation. Yes, that isolation: metal walls, metal slab with restraints and everything. They apologized profusely insisting the entire time that I wouldn't be staying there at any time or in any form. Even with everything that had just happened, it was still a level of hilarity I could appreciate. After clearing me to join the general population, they took me to my unit: Unit A. I found out later it was the high functioning, mostly-compliant ward—almost all suicide attempts. There were many whispers of Unit C, the violent/non-compliant ward, and to be careful not to get sent there.  (It was a total bogeyman, by the way. You had to gently caress up really hard to get transferred.) The first night was hell on Earth. I didn't know where I was, what was going to happen to me, I was separated from my wife for an indeterminate amount of time, and my brain was basically broken to the point where my actual personality was barely there. I found out two things right away: It was always loving freezing, and I wasn't allowed to loiter in hallways. I eventually got a blanket and was herded into the TV room, which was some comfortable couches, a big TV with a bunch of movies and channels, and some tables by a little kitchen area. They were watching Deadpool that night, which helped. We also had a rec room down the hall with coloring, puzzles, and other such creative things. After taking a seat and huddling in, one of the other patients was nice enough to come over and talk to me. She had been there a few weeks on involuntary and did her best to cheer me up and let me know what it was like around there. It helped immensely, as did calling my wife to make sure she knew I was ok. Between that and the trazedone, I was eventually able to get to sleep without crying.First full day was incredibly rough. Firstly, you're kept on a strict schedule to control you from oversleeping, which would impact treatment for depression. The problem with this is, you're still a patient, and they need to take your vitals regularly. And when's the best time to take baseline vitals? That's right, 5 AM! But wait, there's more! The enforced breakfast time is 8AM, and they will loving let you know at 7:15AM to get your rear end out of bed. (I mean they're nicer about it than that, but not by much.) Then, you get to stagger into a literal line at the door in your pajamas, half asleep, freezing your rear end off, and wanting to know what the hell you've gotten yourself into. The lineup, of course, is to make sure nobody's managed to escape, because that would be bad. It's also a count of who's actually showing up for breakfast. Missing breakfast regularly does not say good things about how your treatment is going. The food was actually good at the place I went, and they accommodated my vegetarian diet, which I was really shocked about. After that is morning meds, then you go into all day group therapy. Yup, all day: 9 AM-4 PM. It varies a little. 10AM is rec therapy, which was run by a tiny tattooed girl with turquoise hair who liked game shows. I was also pulled out of my first group session to meet with my assigned psychiatrist one on one, who did a pretty significant adjustment to my meds (which started helping almost immediately). I also got an honest to gods cranial nerve exam. It is not as relaxing as the ASMR ones, I assure you. We also had two courtyards group was sometimes held in, one of our own and one we shared with (GASP) Unit C, and we'd get an hour of what was basically recess. Giant Jenga was a particular favorite. The shittalking over it was incredible. After getting through day one, the rest was a little easier, though still massively disorienting and unreasonably cold. I got lucky being in a highly compliant ward, because everyone in there was super chill, open, and friendly. They were also possibly the most interesting group of people I've met in my life, including the world's sassiest Vietnamese woman and a woman who was a PhD in indigenous studies in Uruguay who had no only visited tribes but spoke their language. I obviously can't and won't share their stories, but after having constant group all week, it got to the point where we could recite each other's backstories and what landed us here without breaking a sweat. And you know what? It felt good. You had this group of people who accepted you for who you were, at your worst, because jesus christ we were all at our worst. Fun stories: * One of the techs was an incredible rear end in a top hat about waking people up for vitals. He would turn on the lights without announcing it and then make fun of people who were basically stunned and whimpering from it. Apparently he added an extra creepy "GOOD MORNING YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL" for said PhD who apparently responded "WHO ARE YOU WHAT'S GOING ON AND YES I AM" * In one of the rare WHAT NEWS FROM THE OUTSIDE WORLD moments, they were playing actual music on a speaker in the courtyard during one of our rec sessions. I requested and got a St. Vincent song, the first vestige of anything linking me to my outside world before. I was told while singing along to it that I had a beautiful singing voice, which I was not aware of  * We located a book of mad libs, and I immediately warned everyone it would degenerate into every word being "penis." Despite the what-the-hell reaction, what's the first thing that happened when we did one? A result of, and I am quoting directly: "They were determined to built the slipperiest snowman anyone had ever laid their vaginas on." I did try to warn them. * Pens were at a premium and were technically contraband since we could hurt ourselves/others with them. When one was found left behind or fallen in a couch, we would shush each other and determine who got to smuggle that one into their room. We also had one or two people very good at stealing and hording snacks when no one was looking. Our ward had a perpetual disapproving note that the staff has been finding snacks and writing utensils in people's rooms on the wall by the front desk. I don't think anyone actually cared. * Cake baking shows were our go-to for down time. Not British Baking, sadly, but food network poo poo. I really came to hate the diva british lady on that show.  * A case worker from another ward came by and noted all the laughter, saying how we sounded like a fun group. I responded cheerfully with, "Well, it's because we're mostly suicide attempts!" She was horrified. We thought it was hilarious. * One guy got added to our ward because he seemed like a fairly affable outgoing meathead, although announcing himself as a "fiscally conservative socially liberal" republican immediately made me hate him. It turned out I had good reason. We all started noticing his affect slipping from time to time and generally being way too aggressive about personal space and volume, even while friendly. Turned out he eventually punched a hole in the wall of his room and flipped his poo poo so hard they almost called a code blue, i.e. get security/the police. Fortunately they got him calmed down without further drama. Needless to say, he got moved to Unit C. * One night, we got to shoot the poo poo with a tech and ask him for crazy stories. Worst he saw in Unit C was a guy poo poo himself on the go---just let it out his pant leg and kept right on truckin'. Worst in Unit A was a guy who apparently dove behind the counter, ripped off his clothes, and screamed GIVE ME MY MEDS!!!!!!!!!!!!! (To be fair, he wasn't wrong.) * I finally asked why the temperature was so low and got an interesting answer: it reduces hostility and keeps people from falling asleep or staying still for too long. I can see the first but I call bullshit on the second. I can't stay awake when it's 60 loving degrees indoors. Anyway, I was very lucky in that my wife visited me on all three visitation days like clockwork, and I called her the nights we didn't see each other. It was really heartwarming to see some of my ward homies go to visitation and light up, like a really big genuine smile, seeing their loved ones again. The ones who came back even worse than before were the hard ones to watch. One girl's family hosed her up so bad on a visitation she got moved even deeper into Unit C, where it's basically your rooms and hallway and that's it---that's where people who literally will not comply with anything whatsoever are taken. It was really heartbreaking because she had just started to warm up and open up to our little family.  That's the other thing about it: as much as we knew about each other, we got really close. So, when one of us got their release date and commenced with the ceremonial stripping of your bed, there were cheers and hugs all around, and we genuinely missed them. There were always new people rotating in, of course, and I did my part while I was there to pay things forward: invite them over during breakfast, make chit chat in between group, that sort of thing. Just generally making me feel welcome like the woman did when I came in. When the time came for me to leave (one week later), I was shocked at how genuinely crushed I was to be separated from them. I knew I wasn't going to see them again, but also that I didn't want to exchange contact info. The hospital works because we're all just first names. I don't want to screw with that. When I was finally released, I discovered that the doctors had been handling everything about my case themselves because my case worker didn't have a single goddamn clue. I saw her twice: once when I was admitted, and once when I was being signed out. Besides being completely useless for post hospital care (she gave me a worksheet of triggers to fill out and a recommendation to a therapist who was dicey at best), she brought my wife into the ward while discharging me. This is a massive HIPAA violation, not to mention taking someone into a restricted area with mental health patients is a terrible idea. There is no world in which my wife should have been back there, ever, and I'm still pissed about it to this day. The first thing I demanded after we left the hospital was a large fry and coke from Wendy's, then a two hour nap with my cat. I was still on short term disability for two months after I got out. It hurt. It hurt to do anything. In the first week, it was a good day if I could get off the recliner and go for a 10 minute walk around the apartment complex, which would wipe me out for the rest of the day. I couldn't do much of anything that required concentration or creativity and was incredibly fragile emotionally. Fortunately, I found a local bipolar support group I could share my experiences with, which helped a lot. The scary thing was, nearly everyone I talked to said I was bouncing back insanely quick: Walking around the first few days, staying med compliant, trying to set one goal a day I could do, actually going places by the end of the second week, etc. If that was bouncing back quick, I can't imagine what the alternative is. So, that's my story. I want to emphasize the moral here: I am a privileged person, with decent health care, short term disability, and a wife who loves and understands me very much, and I know that. I'm very thankful for it. And yet, in spite of that, I fell down and hit the ground hard, and those four months will forever remain a nightmarish nadir of my life. The thought of someone having to go through that without all the resources and privileges I have loving horrifies me. If you find yourself having suicidal thoughts (ideation), please find a therapist and talk through them. But, if you find yourself actually making plans, that's the time to check yourself into the hospital. We had two days before my attempt where it was 100% clear I was at the end of my mental rope. I saw my therapist, and I thought I could come back from it afterwards, because who goes to a hospital before the attempt? I was a humongous dumbass, so learn from my mistakes. The instant suicide sounds like a great idea and you know how you want to do it, it's time to get help. Finally, if you can, please help those of us out who end up in places like that. Donate your time to mental health awareness (NAMI is great!). Donate things like playing cards or books to local psych wards---we really appreciate those, especially cards. (Mileage varies on whether or not we get to keep them, though.) And if you see someone suffering from depression, say something. Don't think they'll work it out or that it's none of your business. They may tell you that, but they may also be genuinely surprised to find someone else cares. Chokes McGee has issued a correction as of 07:12 on Feb 28, 2019 |
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Is it cool if we post personal experiences? I've gone through a lot of treatment and while I won't say I'm cured I'm now stable and happy
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quote:hey guys i think i'm finally gonna pull the trigger Not attacking, just highlighting how lovely a lot of our throw away phrases are
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I disagree with the anti GP prescribing psychiatric medication point, considering how less people have access to a psychiatrist than a general practitioner. Depression is both underdiagnosed and undertreated, people need whatever help they can get and doctors didn't go to med school for nothing, they can help.
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Bilirubin posted:You literally just posted a section against suicide, and still used this language. it's a reference to a really poor attempt at trolling I made that backfired in my face. in retrospect it was not the wisest decision and will be edited
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Blanketspace posted:I disagree with the anti GP prescribing psychiatric medication point, considering how less people have access to a psychiatrist than a general practitioner. Depression is both underdiagnosed and undertreated, people need whatever help they can get and doctors didn't go to med school for nothing, they can help. I agree it's better than nothing but I still don't recommend letting them handle it long term unless you absolutely have to. Almost all my experience with GPs prescribing psych medicines have been "here's an SSRI check back in with me in a few weeks." Psychiatry requires a lot more tinkering than that.
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Captain Billy Pissboy posted:Is it cool if we post personal experiences? I've gone through a lot of treatment and while I won't say I'm cured I'm now stable and happy Absolutely, since I just barfed out a huge post about my hospital stay. I fully encourage it.
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 this sub is cringe enough without a bad E/N thread
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Autism Sneaks posted:
ain't nobody forcing you to post here chief
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Autism Sneaks posted:
hey its my balls please eat them
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I hope everyone in this thread has a good day today and tomorrow with lots of trump* lols and bestowed upon us and more chuds tripping over their dicks *I hit random keys to try to misspell trump and that is what actually came out, gently caress I'm having a hard time this week sharing my usually organized living space with too many people but I finally got some time to myself and ignored them and now my work project's code is organized as hell to make up for it, so that's my good mental health story today
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Also, great work on the OP, you put a ton of effort in!
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i depress people when i sugar coat how awful my life is, i am worried that if i told them the truth they'd lock me up
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Dumb Lowtax posted:I hope everyone in this thread has a good day today and tomorrow with lots of trump* lols and bestowed upon us and more chuds tripping over their dicks all words come out trum pnow turmp
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my brains are irreparably broken lmao
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Dumb Lowtax posted:Also, great work on the OP, you put a ton of effort in! ty. I've started work as an actual volunteer for NAMI and if posting all this stuff helps even one unironic death crew poster realize there's a better way than my job here is done Zyla posted:i depress people when i sugar coat how awful my life is, i am worried that if i told them the truth they'd lock me up One of the groups in the hospital was about boundries, you have to set them sometimes and that includes not offering information to casual acquaintances do you have a therapist you need to tell that poo poo to a therapist
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Low Desert Punk posted:my brains are irreparably broken lmao
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yep i got two therapists actually 
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Zyla posted:yep i got two therapists actually gj remember they can't force you to do anything unless you say the magic words "I want to kill myself" or "I want to kill someone else" in a clearly non-joking manner so get that poo poo off ur chest
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op I didn't read but im going to walk in to a black hole while naked and pissing everywhere
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Chokes McGee posted:gj yeah i know how to play the game. i just often have the problem like mr burns and his many illnesses. Everything gets stuck in the door all trying to pile in at once. it my poo poo:  i often forget to bring up really important poo poo because theres so much other poo poo going on i cant think of how to isolate it
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Zyla posted:yeah i know how to play the game. i just often have the problem like mr burns and his many illnesses. Everything gets stuck in the door all trying to pile in at once. make a list beforehand, then toss it in the trash at your therapists
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Poniard posted:op I didn't read but im going to walk in to a black hole while naked and pissing everywhere 
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My last therapist was clearly connected to the mob in some manner. He was a stout Italian man who always wore an unbuttoned shirt. His office was in his massive house that always had two sports cars parked outside. I miss seeing his wife/mistress doing yardwork in her sports bra. Anyway im looking for a new therapist. Group therapy sounds interesting
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hey chokes im glad youre doin better hey everyone else chokes is good people
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trgbh
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https://twitter.com/SeanWithersDraw/status/1094533252499435520
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Every time I start thinking about the implications of climate change I have to stop because as much as I think that we all sort of deserve to die the actual-factual breakdown and dissolution of human society will entail a ton of pain and horror. And y'know, the idea of that just sits at the back of my head buzzing around like flies on poo poo almost every day. When I was a kid driving outside of the city during the summertime meant that your car got plastered with insects. Now no matter where I drive, whether around my hometown or across the Canadian prairie, my car comes out clean on the other side. And I look at it and realize that we're going to die. Anyway, trumo. What a guy!
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Feb 10, 2019 12:39
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This is like the weightlifting thread but for your brain
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Feb 10, 2019 12:50
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I could probably benefit from therapy but personally I believe it’s better to have never needed the help, to avoid the stigma of mental illness
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Feb 10, 2019 16:48
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I've considered therapy but I'm also worried about dumping all of the existential horror I experience on another person, even a trained professional. I'm sure they've "heard it all before" but I'd rather not chance pulling someone into hell w/ me. Irrational?
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Feb 10, 2019 17:05
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Like "lol Donald Trump is president and we're all dead or worse w/in decades" isn't much of a conversation
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Feb 10, 2019 17:06
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J. P. Beagley posted:I've considered therapy but I'm also worried about dumping all of the existential horror I experience on another person, even a trained professional. I'm sure they've "heard it all before" but I'd rather not chance pulling someone into hell w/ me. Irrational? Therapy helps. And there are therapists who specialize in existential dilemmas. Get therapy.
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Feb 10, 2019 17:26
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Dom is Here posted:My last therapist was clearly connected to the mob in some manner. He was a stout Italian man who always wore an unbuttoned shirt. His office was in his massive house that always had two sports cars parked outside. I miss seeing his wife/mistress doing yardwork in her sports bra. Anyway im looking for a new therapist. Group therapy sounds interesting Eeeeey how does dat make ya feel paisano
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Feb 10, 2019 17:32
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J. P. Beagley posted:I've considered therapy but I'm also worried about dumping all of the existential horror I experience on another person, even a trained professional. I'm sure they've "heard it all before" but I'd rather not chance pulling someone into hell w/ me. Irrational? worrying that contact with you will contaminate others, therefore you draw further inward upon yourself, is about as close to a quintessential depressive cognitive feedback loop as you can get, yes. so: irrational. 
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Feb 10, 2019 17:49
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depression carries with it a kind of "mask" that you throw on because you're trying to maintain that socially mandated false front all the loving time which is utterly draining to keep up, which means you have no energy left over for yourself, which means those insides get worse and worse, which means the mask needs to be held up more rigidly and tightly than ever, which gets harder than ever every single day, which leaves you with less energy, which means you feel emptier and more isolated that ever, which means the mask is more important than ever, and on and on and on and on and on and on and at some point you hit crisis. and you throw that mask up with the ease of slipping on fitted gloves because a lot of people, even though they truly care, don't really know how to engage with someone clearly Not Feeling It incorrect: "are you okay?" [mask goes on] Yeah! Sure! correctl: "what's wrong?" [mask slips, because now you must Show Something] Um. Well,
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Feb 10, 2019 17:56
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Former DILF posted:I could probably benefit from therapy but personally I believe it’s better to have never needed the help, to avoid the stigma of mental illness This is an understandable concern but keep in mind literally no one needs to know if you don't want them to. Doctor/client privilege owns Refusal to talk about it is a million times worse though you'll just rot inside until bad things happen
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Willie Tomg posted:depression carries with it a kind of "mask" that you throw on because you're trying to maintain that socially mandated false front all the loving time which is utterly draining to keep up, which means you have no energy left over for yourself, which means those insides get worse and worse, which means the mask needs to be held up more rigidly and tightly than ever, which gets harder than ever every single day, which leaves you with less energy, which means you feel emptier and more isolated that ever, which means the mask is more important than ever, and on and on and on and on and on and on and at some point you hit crisis. Yeah you learn to hide it just so you can function outwardly like a normal human being and that hurts like hell. Depression is so much more common than people think because talking about it is seen as a sign of weakness or just whining, but when it's an epic effort to get out of bed in the morning and take a shower, it's incredibly obvious it's not a personal weakness. One of the things that pisses me off most about mental health is it's still a medical condition that needs treatment. If I told you I had diabetes and had to take insulin no one would blink an eye, but I tell them I have bipolar and have to take Lamictal and suddenly I'm a ticking time bomb to them
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