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I mean, if you have anxiety I would say it's not unusual. I usually have to manage my panic at the dentist office, less at the doctor's office.
Again, not uncommon as depression usually comes with less energy or interest, and anxiety often disrupts sleep patterns.Feeling a mixture of depression ,anxiety and,fatigue.
It won't surprise me to find that it's a common occurrence among anxiety patients.
Absolutely. I felt that way at my worst.
Would depend greatly on the situation, and potential triggers. Creative impedance is something commonly felt by multiple creative people because creativity is not something that can be turned on but often strikes from out of nowhere. My wife will have weeks of noncreativity and then sit down and spend a solid day writing out, and crafting various scenes even for later use and not relevant to the current project.
But, beyond that, I would hesitate to speculate further without details of the triggering event, save that it's possibly an anxiety symptom or feeling like you have to force creativity, which in turn creates less creativity. A cycle of anxiety, as it were.
COVID seems to have gone by in a blur. Ask people about the last couple of years, and they don’t remember much.
https://abcnews.go.com/amp/Health/people-forgetting-covid-pandemic-memories/story?id=97996741
I don’t understand your impedes ability to be creative. If I want to be creative, I have to do the activity regularly.
Feeling super guilty right now
A friend asked me for a favour like a year ago, and I never got around to it. It was taking a piece of jewelry in for repairs because she lived out of town.
On Sat she messaged saying the jewelry store is now open Sat, so I was like, great I'll actually be able to get it done.
I went to do it and... it wasn't where I had noted I put it.
Now, I'm in the middle of moving. I've been packing for 3 weeks. I 95% expect I packed it away in the early days with other valuable stuff I didn't want to lose but I honestly can't say that with 100% certainty.
I've searched everywhere that's left, but I'm very much a "man searcher". I've lost my glasses when I'm wearing them. I've lost my phone in my hand. But today I got access to the last likely place I may have put it, outside of already packing it, and it wasn't there.
I saw her this evening so I told her. I still expect I'll find it when I unpack from the move but, as of now, I don't know where it is. I asked her who got it for her (fearing it was a deceased family member) and it was her husband. So, shitty, but not as bad as it could have been. Not as good as if she had got it herself. I told her if it doesn't appear when I unpack I'll either replace it (if her husband has the details still) or give them the money to replace it themselves/get something else. Whichever they prefer.
I feel super shitty about it. This friend has been very good to me through some dark periods of my life. And now I either misplaced or lost something important she trusted me with.
There's nothing more to do except keep an eye out for it, but it still sucks.
A friend asked me for a favour like a year ago, and I never got around to it. It was taking a piece of jewelry in for repairs because she lived out of town.
On Sat she messaged saying the jewelry store is now open Sat, so I was like, great I'll actually be able to get it done.
I went to do it and... it wasn't where I had noted I put it.
Now, I'm in the middle of moving. I've been packing for 3 weeks. I 95% expect I packed it away in the early days with other valuable stuff I didn't want to lose but I honestly can't say that with 100% certainty.
I've searched everywhere that's left, but I'm very much a "man searcher". I've lost my glasses when I'm wearing them. I've lost my phone in my hand. But today I got access to the last likely place I may have put it, outside of already packing it, and it wasn't there.
I saw her this evening so I told her. I still expect I'll find it when I unpack from the move but, as of now, I don't know where it is. I asked her who got it for her (fearing it was a deceased family member) and it was her husband. So, shitty, but not as bad as it could have been. Not as good as if she had got it herself. I told her if it doesn't appear when I unpack I'll either replace it (if her husband has the details still) or give them the money to replace it themselves/get something else. Whichever they prefer.
I feel super shitty about it. This friend has been very good to me through some dark periods of my life. And now I either misplaced or lost something important she trusted me with.
There's nothing more to do except keep an eye out for it, but it still sucks.
There's nothing quite like letting someone down. *hugs*
One of the worst feelings.
Which, has been a big companion of mine the past 4 years. It's a daily struggle for sure.
Which, has been a big companion of mine the past 4 years. It's a daily struggle for sure.
Feel mentally drained from pinched nerve in neck.
Also I feel the significance of things is gone, so nothing registers in my mind. I look back at yesterday and can't remember anything significant that happened. It's like time being dead. Time feels meaningless and nothing feels real. I feel like I'm not really here just trapped in the depths of my own mind
Also I feel the significance of things is gone, so nothing registers in my mind. I look back at yesterday and can't remember anything significant that happened. It's like time being dead. Time feels meaningless and nothing feels real. I feel like I'm not really here just trapped in the depths of my own mind
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Do you dissociate often?
I don't know to be honest.
Ok. I would suggest some grounding exercises and engaging the senses at least.
But, frequent episodes could point to trauma or depression. But that's a very loose guess without seeing you.
My dad uses a free app called Tinnitus Calmer that he said helps with his.
Kind of cool to find this thread. I have borderline personality disorder and obsessive-compulsive personality disorder (more obsessions than compulsions, though I have a few quirky ones), and very likely bipolar manic depression and an anxiety disorder.
Don’t trust psychologists, and psychiatrists I have no use for since I refuse to take anything Big Pharma pushes anymore after reading through just the surface level of the Pfizer docs. I don’t know about anyone else, but after being treated like a Guinea pig for a decade and a half, I’m done permitting my brain to be damaged by the incompetence of charlatans who want to keep trying different medications to treat symptoms rather than address the underlying trauma. I haven’t seen a doctor in seven or eight years.
I’ve survived Venlafaxine, Zoloft, Paxil, Prozac (got nice second degree sun burns to prove it), Remeron, Wellbutrin, Thorazine, lithium, Pamelor, Inderal, Amytryptilene (probably spelled wrong), Xanax, buspar, and probably at least a half dozen more I can’t remember.
I have found catharsis in my poetry (with the result that it’s not really a light and fluffy fare), and in world-building (which allows me to obsess over creating something tangible instead of worrying over the intangibles). Wound up with a wicked case of thanatophobia as a result of my obsessive rumination on subject matter I cannot change and cannot accept as an eventuality.
The result being that I have zero friends outside of the internet, harbor a rabid mistrust of anything government related (I don’t know about the rest of you, but my interactions with the petty tyrants of government bureaucracy have always been negative and harmful), and feel like I’m stuck in a surreal version of reality.
I tend to go through most days trying not to think about certain topics while my paranoid obsessiveness demands I think about those very things and examine them in excruciating detail, all the while hoping that I just wake up and this all goes away as part of some bad dream.
So, hi? I guess? Lol Pretty sure I qualify for this thread.
Don’t trust psychologists, and psychiatrists I have no use for since I refuse to take anything Big Pharma pushes anymore after reading through just the surface level of the Pfizer docs. I don’t know about anyone else, but after being treated like a Guinea pig for a decade and a half, I’m done permitting my brain to be damaged by the incompetence of charlatans who want to keep trying different medications to treat symptoms rather than address the underlying trauma. I haven’t seen a doctor in seven or eight years.
I’ve survived Venlafaxine, Zoloft, Paxil, Prozac (got nice second degree sun burns to prove it), Remeron, Wellbutrin, Thorazine, lithium, Pamelor, Inderal, Amytryptilene (probably spelled wrong), Xanax, buspar, and probably at least a half dozen more I can’t remember.
I have found catharsis in my poetry (with the result that it’s not really a light and fluffy fare), and in world-building (which allows me to obsess over creating something tangible instead of worrying over the intangibles). Wound up with a wicked case of thanatophobia as a result of my obsessive rumination on subject matter I cannot change and cannot accept as an eventuality.
The result being that I have zero friends outside of the internet, harbor a rabid mistrust of anything government related (I don’t know about the rest of you, but my interactions with the petty tyrants of government bureaucracy have always been negative and harmful), and feel like I’m stuck in a surreal version of reality.
I tend to go through most days trying not to think about certain topics while my paranoid obsessiveness demands I think about those very things and examine them in excruciating detail, all the while hoping that I just wake up and this all goes away as part of some bad dream.
So, hi? I guess? Lol Pretty sure I qualify for this thread.
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