Aww boy, Scribble. I’m sorry. I hope your ok.
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Aww boy, Scribble. I’m sorry. I hope your ok.
I hope you both are feeling better.
Having never taken
Medication of this type, I hope all of you that are switching or feeling off start to feel better.
Medication of this type, I hope all of you that are switching or feeling off start to feel better.
I can relate to everyone suffering anxiety, I finally gave in and saw the doctor about it, having left it about thirty years longer than I should.
The crippling fear of something, anything, coming from somewhere, anywhere to do something terrible, somehow, out of the blue, has been with me for as long as I can remember. And the worst thing I can do is relax, because when I relax I’m off guard, and subconsciously I notice that my defences are down, and before I know what’s happening, I can’t breath for the grip of panic, about nothing.
So now I’m on meds. I’ve yet to see a change in my anxiety. Yesterday I thought I had the same virus that the asthmatic wife and boy have been on steroids for because i couldn’t breath. Turned out to be a Panic attack. I’ve had a hell of a weird run of dreams though.
The crippling fear of something, anything, coming from somewhere, anywhere to do something terrible, somehow, out of the blue, has been with me for as long as I can remember. And the worst thing I can do is relax, because when I relax I’m off guard, and subconsciously I notice that my defences are down, and before I know what’s happening, I can’t breath for the grip of panic, about nothing.
So now I’m on meds. I’ve yet to see a change in my anxiety. Yesterday I thought I had the same virus that the asthmatic wife and boy have been on steroids for because i couldn’t breath. Turned out to be a Panic attack. I’ve had a hell of a weird run of dreams though.
Positive vibes to all who need them.
I haven't been prescribed any medication but I'm not adverse to a tipple or two. Can't say I rely on it but I like it. That being said I'm married to someone who has had several months of depression and anxiety. The depression medication took a while to work. Say three months? The anxiety relief I recall was a little quicker. He benefited zero from counselling, in fact I personally think the guy he spoke to was a dick. I have to seriously wonder about some of those in the medical/psychiatric fields. They seem to come at an approach purely from themselves and not that of the individual and circumstances of another.
What factored for my loved one was lack of sleep. Just getting some restorative sleep made a world of difference.
Hope you guys receive all the support and the right kind of support you need. You deserve it and need to realise that. You are worthy and must take care of yourselves.
What factored for my loved one was lack of sleep. Just getting some restorative sleep made a world of difference.
Hope you guys receive all the support and the right kind of support you need. You deserve it and need to realise that. You are worthy and must take care of yourselves.
If you need anything we're here for you. You are not alone.
Thank you guys for the support. It comes in waves but it’s been particularly difficult lately
I can't know what you're going through but if positive vibes help at all they're on the way.
The vibes are helping
I’m starting to feel better. Though it’s been a fuzzy clouded week
Tribble, if you feel bad, come online. We are from all over the world, so that there's always someone here you can talk with.
I have no experience with paranoia. Could you explain what it feels like? (Only if that's ok with you)
Butters, I think you are very curageous to face your anxiety. And the other day you even caught it when it was sneaking up to you. That's a huge step forward, I think.
My depressions have gone completely since I take that Diabetes med but the anxiety is still there. However, with everything going wrong lately I've started to get used to catastrophies and the anxiety got much less now. I don't panic anymore, I'm just scared. Maybe it'll be the same with you after you've been attacked by all sorts of fears? You know, a bit like looking at a fear of spiders, for example, and thinking "that's supposed to be a fear? Duh! I've had much bigger ones!"
{{{{{everyone}}}}} I think you are all far braver than you give yourselves credit for. It takes a lot of strength and courage to come out and speak openly about your problems. I once read that "someone who doesn't know fear is not a hero. A hero is someone who is scared and overcomes his fear". To me you all are heroes!
I have no experience with paranoia. Could you explain what it feels like? (Only if that's ok with you)
Butters, I think you are very curageous to face your anxiety. And the other day you even caught it when it was sneaking up to you. That's a huge step forward, I think.
My depressions have gone completely since I take that Diabetes med but the anxiety is still there. However, with everything going wrong lately I've started to get used to catastrophies and the anxiety got much less now. I don't panic anymore, I'm just scared. Maybe it'll be the same with you after you've been attacked by all sorts of fears? You know, a bit like looking at a fear of spiders, for example, and thinking "that's supposed to be a fear? Duh! I've had much bigger ones!"
{{{{{everyone}}}}} I think you are all far braver than you give yourselves credit for. It takes a lot of strength and courage to come out and speak openly about your problems. I once read that "someone who doesn't know fear is not a hero. A hero is someone who is scared and overcomes his fear". To me you all are heroes!
@boohbarbodendron thank you so much for your kind words, and for sharing.
Paranoia is a part of my disorder that is probably the easiest for me to understand but the hardest to recognize. When it’s happening I don’t realize what it is, it feels like I’m experiencing a natural reaction to whatever is going on. On one of my bad weeks a few months back that I’ve had to work on a lot was when I spent a few days rooting through my attic because I thought someone was living up there. I sat up there in The middle of summer, with no air conditioning, going through boxes and crawl spaces trying to find this person. A lot of that time i don’t remember, maybe I blacked it out or something, but I lost a few hours each day. Turns out no one was there and it was just an idea I formed because the door was cracked. My family talked to me extensively about this and after a while I began to understand that it was something I created in my head. It took me a long time, and it often happens that way. I can look back and see things differently, but I can’t identify when I’m actually in it. I don’t remember most of last week, I just know that it was bad and I wasn’t allowed to be by myself. I can put together pieces of it, but it’s cloudy.
I think the most confusing thing about paranoia is that I can’t recognize it, so I can never tell if my feelings are real. I’ve been in and out of therapy and on and off medications for about five years now. Sometimes I don’t take my medicine, quite often actually, and I feel normal for a while. The last month or so, I felt fine with no meds. Then last week happened and I realized maybe I need to re-evaluate again.
I don’t know if that makes any sense. I’m still learning how to interpret my feelings about all of this. I’m trying not deny it anymore and I go through these waves of clarity where I need to talk about it.
I have close friends that still don’t know. They see that I shake a lot and go off the radar at times but they don’t ask and I’m kind of glad it’s that way. I’ve come in here to write posts about this, wanting to talk about it but it still feels like I’m opening a door that I don’t want to open. There’s a chance I’ll read this later and freak out, delete it. That’s not unlike me, unfortunately.
I don’t blame you for the TL;DRs, I hate posts that are this long.
Paranoia is a part of my disorder that is probably the easiest for me to understand but the hardest to recognize. When it’s happening I don’t realize what it is, it feels like I’m experiencing a natural reaction to whatever is going on. On one of my bad weeks a few months back that I’ve had to work on a lot was when I spent a few days rooting through my attic because I thought someone was living up there. I sat up there in The middle of summer, with no air conditioning, going through boxes and crawl spaces trying to find this person. A lot of that time i don’t remember, maybe I blacked it out or something, but I lost a few hours each day. Turns out no one was there and it was just an idea I formed because the door was cracked. My family talked to me extensively about this and after a while I began to understand that it was something I created in my head. It took me a long time, and it often happens that way. I can look back and see things differently, but I can’t identify when I’m actually in it. I don’t remember most of last week, I just know that it was bad and I wasn’t allowed to be by myself. I can put together pieces of it, but it’s cloudy.
I think the most confusing thing about paranoia is that I can’t recognize it, so I can never tell if my feelings are real. I’ve been in and out of therapy and on and off medications for about five years now. Sometimes I don’t take my medicine, quite often actually, and I feel normal for a while. The last month or so, I felt fine with no meds. Then last week happened and I realized maybe I need to re-evaluate again.
I don’t know if that makes any sense. I’m still learning how to interpret my feelings about all of this. I’m trying not deny it anymore and I go through these waves of clarity where I need to talk about it.
I have close friends that still don’t know. They see that I shake a lot and go off the radar at times but they don’t ask and I’m kind of glad it’s that way. I’ve come in here to write posts about this, wanting to talk about it but it still feels like I’m opening a door that I don’t want to open. There’s a chance I’ll read this later and freak out, delete it. That’s not unlike me, unfortunately.
I don’t blame you for the TL;DRs, I hate posts that are this long.
Thanks for sharing @TribbleEater. I'm sure it was hard to do. You have friends here who care what happens to you.
Thank you @Gary Mitch-HELL I really appreciate that. 
thanks for explaining! That sounds a lot like my anxiety fits. I suddenly get scared by something completely harmless (for example a heating malfunction) and it feels life-threatening. The difference is that intellectually I am fully aware that the panic is triggered by something that's really not scary at all but I can't control my feelings. It's like being remote-controlled. It's so irritating to feel so helpless towards one's own mind.
It's getting better but I still drop back again 2 steps for every 3 I take forward.
It's getting better but I still drop back again 2 steps for every 3 I take forward.
But the paranoia and the anxiety it's totally understandable. I mean if I thought someone was living in my attic, I freak out and try to trap them it go and search for them, and if my furnace didn't work, I'd freak out about that too.
Maybe everyone isn't all that different.
I freak out that my alarm isn't set for work each night, I always check it every night.
And sometimes its shut off, like tonight.
Maybe some people just freak out more or for longer than others. Maybe some people are just more sensitive to things.
Everyone is different.
Maybe everyone isn't all that different.
I freak out that my alarm isn't set for work each night, I always check it every night.
And sometimes its shut off, like tonight.
Maybe some people just freak out more or for longer than others. Maybe some people are just more sensitive to things.
Everyone is different.
I was diagnosed with low-level paranoia and ruminations about 15 years ago or so and was prescribed Risperidone. I took it for about ten years or so with mostly no issues unless I couldn't fill my prescription (thank you, American medical industry) and then I went full-on psychotic, and I mean no-holds-barred.
I've finally been able to wean myself off of it over the last year or so with a doctor's help, so I'm back to my base level, but the thing is, there is is that base level paranoia. Nothing as you experience and describe, @TribbleEater, but enough to get me into trouble...a lot.
I've finally been able to wean myself off of it over the last year or so with a doctor's help, so I'm back to my base level, but the thing is, there is is that base level paranoia. Nothing as you experience and describe, @TribbleEater, but enough to get me into trouble...a lot.
^I'm glad you're doing better.
you got away from these meds almost all on your own? Wow! That's impressive. You must have a lot of willpower and self-control. Did you try stopping the meds all at once or did you reduce the dose gradually?
I agree that there is a base level of paranoia. From the POV of a biologist it is actually something very useful: fear protects us from doing something dangerous and the memory of something unpleasant keeps us from repeating it. It only seems that sometimes this mechanism gets out of control to a certain degree and as Nakita Akita said: everyone is different and reacts different.
I think this wide spectrum is precisely what makes a therapy so difficult. There's not one that fits all but each of us has special needs and requires a customized treatment. And this is where we here in this thread have an advantage over your average psychologist: we have the practical experience. We know the problem from an insider's pov, not from outside, and this way we can help each other and complement medication and classical therapy. And by helping each other we help ourselves, too, without even noticing it. The very fact that we are talking openly about such extremely sensitive and personal issues is imho a sign that we are mending. Maybe we won't make it fully, but we're a lot better off than those who hide at home with their problems and let them take over all of their lives.
I agree that there is a base level of paranoia. From the POV of a biologist it is actually something very useful: fear protects us from doing something dangerous and the memory of something unpleasant keeps us from repeating it. It only seems that sometimes this mechanism gets out of control to a certain degree and as Nakita Akita said: everyone is different and reacts different.
I think this wide spectrum is precisely what makes a therapy so difficult. There's not one that fits all but each of us has special needs and requires a customized treatment. And this is where we here in this thread have an advantage over your average psychologist: we have the practical experience. We know the problem from an insider's pov, not from outside, and this way we can help each other and complement medication and classical therapy. And by helping each other we help ourselves, too, without even noticing it. The very fact that we are talking openly about such extremely sensitive and personal issues is imho a sign that we are mending. Maybe we won't make it fully, but we're a lot better off than those who hide at home with their problems and let them take over all of their lives.
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