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Mental Wellness Support Group

It has wrecked my life in so many ways. Professionally worst of all. Honestly, I'm not sure there's much of a place for me...Too much left to do in too little time.

I’ve often thought that George Gobel got it right when he asked “Did you ever feel that life is a Formal and that you are a pair of brown shoes?”

I can’t get out of my own way at times. The song from The Alan Parsons Project—The Show Must Go On? That’s ours. Brave heart.
 
Like Barclay, I suffer from social anxiety disorder, severely. Have since childhood. The portrayal on the show is somewhat accurate and somewhat inaccurate.
I think people misunderstand social anxiety, particularly its scale and how universal it can be. It induces counter-intuitive behaviour, sometimes.
I think people misunderstand social anxiety, particularly its scale and how universal it can be. It induces counter-intuitive behaviour, sometimes.

It has wrecked my life in so many ways. Professionally worst of all. Honestly, I'm not sure there's much of a place for people like me in a capitalist society.
I'm quite smart (I don't say that to brag, it's just one of the few things about me I don't doubt) and I have a decent degree (Master's in Computer Science), that should open doors to many job opportunities.
... but those things are meaningless when I can't handle job interviews. Of course, with that came periods of long-term unemployment, which any recruiter asks about, expecting answers that aren't "mental illness".

I'm currently doing a PhD. In Belgium, that means I'm currently gainfully employed. Not getting paid as much as someone with a Master's in CS gets in the private sector, but still paid decently. I'm in my last year, though, and I'm failing. Too much left to do in too little time.
Even if I had the time, I've been depressed lately, which has hampered my progress a lot. Some days, I can force myself to work 10-12 hours, others I don't want to do anything and look forward to the (official) end of the day... where I still don't want to do anything. No work, no recreation of any kind, just eat and sleep. Even struggled to find the motivation to rewatch Star Trek, at times!

So, that'll be another stain on the CV, "spent the last few years failing a PhD, writing mediocre articles that collect very few citations".
There have been victories in the past few years, overall, I've managed to give (mediocre) presentations at conferences, which is something old me wouldn't have thought possible. But those are victories by my standards, and they take me way too long to prepare compared to my colleagues: for them, preparing a presentation is a matter of hours, it takes me days. For them, conferences are a joyful opportunity to meet familiar faces and keep informed on who is doing what, for me they're a font of constant anxiety that only abates when they end.
In fact, almost everyday is a struggle against social anxiety (and against the stress of the workload - I might be failing, but I'm going to give it all on this last chance), even in covid times when everything is done remotely. I'm so tired of that. Decades where almost everyday is filled with anxiety left me exhausted. I just want some semblance of normalcy, but I'm not going to get it. The routine many people dread, I would welcome!

When the funding runs out, I'll be back in the hopeless situation I was in a few years ago, unable to find work.
I have a small nest egg, but with no source of revenue, it'll fade quickly, and then I don't know what I'll do. I don't see a solution, and I'm so tired.

I've seen the sentiment "productivity doesn't define your worth" upthread... but in a society where it defines whether you have a roof over your head and food in your belly, the message sent is clear: it does.

it is getting better for you and all of us.. seeking help like you are here is so important --- besides letting you see where you stand ... asking others allows others to provide experience strength and hope for you... and we do..--- There was a center I went to several times a week near me ... they had a social anxiety group that borrowed the facility once a week at night for about an hour or two... about 10 or so people with social anxiety would gather and they had a course to follow it was like a 3 month course once a week.. this helped them improve their social anxiety... things like this exist.. it is out there I can't find Belgium things as I am in the states.. there are online things for social anxiety that help,.. to get clues about how to deal--- what to do.. --- https://www.verywellmind.com/best-online-anxiety-support-groups-4692353 this is a link out here in usa mostly it does not seem international but a list of online groups for social anxiety the top 7 best groups or resources that are ... I don't know if I can find the 3 month course material but that is out there too... this is a very real problem -- there is help...(the meds advised to lesson social anxiety are a last resort and effect cognitive abilities and are addictive as well.)

I came here to post one of my memes so I will ===

Living formula ---.jpg
 
I'm currently doing a PhD. In Belgium, that means I'm currently gainfully employed. Not getting paid as much as someone with a Master's in CS gets in the private sector, but still paid decently. I'm in my last year, though, and I'm failing. Too much left to do in too little time.

In my experience most PhD's run over time, especially in science subjects. I ran over time. If you can pay the fees (or maybe your supervisor can help you out with those) you can usually go part-time and take as long as you need.

Even if I had the time, I've been depressed lately, which has hampered my progress a lot. Some days, I can force myself to work 10-12 hours, others I don't want to do anything and look forward to the (official) end of the day... where I still don't want to do anything. No work, no recreation of any kind, just eat and sleep. Even struggled to find the motivation to rewatch Star Trek, at times!

The mental health toll of post-grad study is woeful underestimated. In my final year or so I'd work long hours and I'd still berate myself for every moment I wasn't working on my thesis. By some miracle or measure of ingrained stubbornness I managed to finish, six months late, despite being an emotional wreck.

So, that'll be another stain on the CV, "spent the last few years failing a PhD, writing mediocre articles that collect very few citations".
Does anyone, seriously, check the number of citations a paper receives? If you say you've written X number of papers, is anyone going to check the citations?

There have been victories in the past few years, overall, I've managed to give (mediocre) presentations at conferences, which is something old me wouldn't have thought possible. But those are victories by my standards, and they take me way too long to prepare compared to my colleagues: for them, preparing a presentation is a matter of hours, it takes me days. For them, conferences are a joyful opportunity to meet familiar faces and keep informed on who is doing what, for me they're a font of constant anxiety that only abates when they end.

Well done on those presentations. Days of preparations seems reasonable to me. For one presentation I must've taken a couple of weeks to prepare, creating the projector slides (never trust a laptop powerpoint presentation to work smoothly. ;)) and then days going over and over what I was going to say until could do it without notes. That one went well (at least from my point of view, I probably bored the pants of my audience) next time I thought I knew my subject well enough not to put as much prep in... that was a mistake.

It's not a failure to not enjoy conferences, they were never my favourite occasions, either. I don't think I ever learnt anything relevant to my research at a conference.

In fact, almost everyday is a struggle against social anxiety (and against the stress of the workload - I might be failing, but I'm going to give it all on this last chance), even in covid times when everything is done remotely. I'm so tired of that. Decades where almost everyday is filled with anxiety left me exhausted. I just want some semblance of normalcy, but I'm not going to get it. The routine many people dread, I would welcome!

When the funding runs out, I'll be back in the hopeless situation I was in a few years ago, unable to find work.
I have a small nest egg, but with no source of revenue, it'll fade quickly, and then I don't know what I'll do. I don't see a solution, and I'm so tired.

I've seen the sentiment "productivity doesn't define your worth" upthread... but in a society where it defines whether you have a roof over your head and food in your belly, the message sent is clear: it does.

I'm not sure what else I can say. But please be kind to yourself, congratulate yourself on deciding to take that last chance and for every minute of work you put into your PhD and be understanding when you can't find the will to do anything, we all have times like that.
 
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Thanks everyone for your comments. I've read them all.

I did get professional help for a while (before the PhD), it helped in some respects, but not in others. Haven't tried medication (yet), though.

In my experience most PhD's run over time, especially in science subjects. I ran over time. If you can pay the fees (or maybe your supervisor can help you out with those) you can usually go part-time and take as long as you need.

Fees aren't much of a problem, in covid times it's just registration fees for conferences, but no travel expenses. Expense budgets are underspent as a result. The problem is that, each year, a committee decides if the candidate can continue or not.
Anyway, I'll see how it goes, but the constant pressure is really getting to me.

And my problem goes so far beyond the PhD. It's been like that for as long as I remember. For instance, I can't navigate social occasions sober (I'm not an alcoholic, nor in danger of falling into alcohol abuse, I rarely drink, no worries there - but I do drink quite a bit at parties).
 
That dementia related image above has an interesting timing to appear on the board.
My last living grandparent, my grandmother passed away 1st of April last year. It was leap year last year but still a year ago. In her later years she suffered among other things from dementia.

What a stupid disease, it robs you of what you are.
 
"I asked a friend who has crossed 70 and is heading towards 80 what sort of changes she is feeling in herself?

She sent me the following:

1 After loving my parents, my siblings, my spouse, my children and my friends, I have now started loving myself.

2 I have realized that I am not “Atlas”. The world does not rest on my shoulders.

3 I have stopped bargaining with vegetable & fruit vendors. A few pennies more is not going to break me, but it might help the poor fellow save for his daughter’s school fees.

4 I leave my waitress a big tip. The extra money might bring a smile to her face. She is toiling much harder for a living than I am.

5 I stopped telling the elderly that they've already narrated that story many times. The story makes them walk down memory lane & relive their past.

6 I have learned not to correct people even when I know they are wrong. The onus of making everyone perfect is not on me. Peace is more precious than perfection.

7 I give compliments freely and generously. Compliments are a mood enhancer not only for the recipient but also for me. And a small tip for the recipient of a compliment, never, NEVER turn it down, just say "Thank You.”

8 I have learned not to bother about a crease or a spot on my shirt. Personality speaks louder than appearances.

9 I walk away from people who don't value me. They might not know my worth, but I do.

10 I remain cool when someone plays dirty to outrun me in the rat race. I am not a rat and neither am I in any race.

11 I am learning not to be embarrassed by my emotions. It’s my emotions that make me human.

12 I have learned that it's better to drop the ego than to break a relationship. My ego will keep me aloof, whereas, with relationships, I will never be alone.

13 I have learned to live each day as if it's the last. After all, it might be the last.

14 I am doing what makes me happy. I am responsible for my happiness, and I owe it to myself. Happiness is a choice. You can be happy at any time, just choose to be!

I decided to share this with all my friends. Why do we have to wait to be 60 or 70 or 80, why can't we practice this at any stage and age?

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Not doing well. Loneliness has brought imaginary friend back. I'm the only person he talks to. He knows i'm not real but he doesn't care right now. Hasn't told anyone in his family so he has to pretend to be okay around them.
 
Not doing well. Loneliness has brought imaginary friend back. I'm the only person he talks to. He knows i'm not real but he doesn't care right now. Hasn't told anyone in his family so he has to pretend to be okay around them.


I wish you well. My mother has dementia and sometimes sees spiders.

Gonna have to make an appointment w/ her neurologist to possibly increase her dosage, be well.
 
Not doing well. Loneliness has brought imaginary friend back. I'm the only person he talks to. He knows i'm not real but he doesn't care right now. Hasn't told anyone in his family so he has to pretend to be okay around them.

things can get like this it is possible to ground oneself out of the situation (sometimes) using the five senses with physical triggers or stimulations to bring oneself back to stableness-- I find when the unreal voices/people are talking to me I can kinda shake myself out of these things and force myself to be fully present in the here and now when this happens-

I wish you well. My mother has dementia and sometimes sees spiders.

Gonna have to make an appointment w/ her neurologist to possibly increase her dosage, be well.

I Have been getting "fake" spiders lots specially in the dark it helps to add light to my environment and this sorta blanks out the spiders they seem so real when it is dark at nite and I lift my head from my pillow to see a pillow of bugs and stuff all crawling around where my head was--

I have had for the longest time, like probably over 15 years, a giant spider from a Halloween decorations a thing I keep out --- I feel it keeps the real spiders in awe of my apartment and they might leave me alone.. but I have also captured the real spiders at times ---

When she starts getting the brooms out to go after the "spiders" and wants to know why... I do not see them too it drives me nuts. But I now have more understanding.

Again, be well. :)

so yeah I have to use bright lights to make the spiders disappear -- they are kinda dark and black things with legs like hairs and just moving like they do--- it is hard ---

I did have "extra" hallucinations the other nite trying to get to sleep--- the place between sleep and wake spot during my day- the hallucinations were just a fog of faces upon faces of people I have never seen.. people or monsters or animals all morphing into each other but the general shape of a face over and over seemed like over 100 different faces usually one at a time- atop the last one changing into the next one--- it was weird and I thought I had been dosed will a hallucinogen that day but eventually fell asleep ,.. I was ok and had not been dosed by anyone not even the pizza from the pizza place because my gf had the same pizza and was fine.---
 
things can get like this it is possible to ground oneself out of the situation (sometimes) using the five senses with physical triggers or stimulations to bring oneself back to stableness-- I find when the unreal voices/people are talking to me I can kinda shake myself out of these things and force myself to be fully present in the here and now when this happens-



I Have been getting "fake" spiders lots specially in the dark it helps to add light to my environment and this sorta blanks out the spiders they seem so real when it is dark at nite and I lift my head from my pillow to see a pillow of bugs and stuff all crawling around where my head was--

I have had for the longest time, like probably over 15 years, a giant spider from a Halloween decorations a thing I keep out --- I feel it keeps the real spiders in awe of my apartment and they might leave me alone.. but I have also captured the real spiders at times ---



so yeah I have to use bright lights to make the spiders disappear -- they are kinda dark and black things with legs like hairs and just moving like they do--- it is hard ---

I did have "extra" hallucinations the other nite trying to get to sleep--- the place between sleep and wake spot during my day- the hallucinations were just a fog of faces upon faces of people I have never seen.. people or monsters or animals all morphing into each other but the general shape of a face over and over seemed like over 100 different faces usually one at a time- atop the last one changing into the next one--- it was weird and I thought I had been dosed will a hallucinogen that day but eventually fell asleep ,.. I was ok and had not been dosed by anyone not even the pizza from the pizza place because my gf had the same pizza and was fine.---
For me it isn't hallucinations. I know my friend isn't real. It's just I feel so sad and empty I don't care. I would rather believe a lie than be so alone and be myself. I hate being me. I have failed at so much I can barely stand it anymore.
 
I Have been getting "fake" spiders lots specially in the dark it helps to add light to my environment and this sorta blanks out the spiders they seem so real when it is dark at nite


It is at night when she "sees Them" even after turning on the lights, during the day all is well.
 
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