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I was feeling very depressed today. Then I found out my best male friend is moving like 6 hours away. It sucks. That was the only guy I really hung out with anymore. I’m basically just one of the girls now lol
I was feeling very depressed today. Then I found out my best male friend is moving like 6 hours away. It sucks. That was the only guy I really hung out with anymore. I’m basically just one of the girls now lol
Sorry to hear that. At least you still have female friends. In any case, you’re never alone. There are people who care about you. How is the sobriety going?
I was feeling very depressed today. Then I found out my best male friend is moving like 6 hours away. It sucks. That was the only guy I really hung out with anymore. I’m basically just one of the girls now lol
Sorry about that, Possessed. That stinks.
Yeah, that’s hard, especially when you’re not at school, where it’s easy to make lots of new connections.
At least he’s not your only friend though. Girls are okay too. ;P
Girls are the best, my best friend is a woman in her late 30s and I’m 23, but I loves her. But guy time is nice too.
And as for my sobriety, I’ve been smoking weed and I have the odd beer now and again but nothing more than that, and I literally just mean one or two a few days a week
My grandfather, age 82, goes in for his surgery on Wednesday. I’m a nervous wreck, if anything happens to him, I fear it’ll break me beyond repair. I’m still sliding all over the place with my OCD or whatever it is, sometimes feeling OK, sometimes feeling like I want to secretly grab another of my pills. Work isn’t helping; it’s extremely stressful, especially on weekends, and certain authority figures cause me intense stress and are allowed to do what they do with impunity. There isn’t a damned thing I can do about it, it frustrates me, and makes the anxiety and OCD worse.
BUT there is big news. I got a hold of a psychiatrist the doctor recommended today, or more accurately, his secretary. I left her my insurance information, she said she’d call back today (now yesterday) or tomorrow (now today). I’m scared shitless, I feel like a kid on the first day of school, but I did do something. Hopefully, it was a positive step. I don’t know because I’m scared out of my mind. But I did do something.
“What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one.”
Neil Postman, Amusing Ourselves to Death
Psychiatrist still hasn’t called back, but my grandfather’s surgery seems to have gone tentatively well. He’s 83, healing is going to be slow, and hopefully there won’t be further complications, but for now it looks good. I’m still scared to death, but God willing, I’ll get a few more years with him.
“What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one.”
Neil Postman, Amusing Ourselves to Death
Glad to hear it.
indeed.
Good to hear. Hang in there.
Keep Circulating the Tapes.
END OF LINE
(It hasn’t happened yet)
Girls are the best, my best friend is a woman in her late 30s and I’m 23, but I loves her. But guy time is nice too.
Have you ever considered askin her what her views on friends with benefits are as it always works for me? Well once, and like she was my grandmother😖
I’m not capable of friends with benefits. I love her too deeply anyway. If we were to have sex it would have to be for reals.
I’m not going to try and analyze that last part.
I think he’s saying his grandmother used to give him a chocolate chip cookie before supper every time she baked a batch 'cause he was such a good little boy.
I haven’t eaten in almost 48 hours because I’m simply too depressed to even have an appetite. I am hungry, but nourishing myself seems pointless at this time.
I haven’t eaten in almost 48 hours because I’m simply too depressed to even have an appetite. I am hungry, but nourishing myself seems pointless at this time.
You need to eat as both your mental and physical well being depend on it. The only thing you might accomplish is hospitalization and depending on your insurance you may find that more of a disliking than eating.
Think about it at least.
Little update on my grandfather: apparently he went back to the ER, worried becasue the place where they’d removed the drain from his neck was oozing puss. They checked, and he doesn’t have a fever, so hopefully, that means that it’s not infected. They cleaned it and sent him home.
“What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one.”
Neil Postman, Amusing Ourselves to Death
Little update on my grandfather: apparently he went back to the ER, worried becasue the place where they’d removed the drain from his neck was oozing puss. They checked, and he doesn’t have a fever, so hopefully, that means that it’s not infected. They cleaned it and sent him home.
A little leaking like that is expected due to what he’s just been through. They did good by taking him back just in case as one never can tell. I’m glad to hear he is on the mend. I hope you are too Mike.
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I fucking hate life. I’m going to start drinking again so that I can die soon and at least be slightly less miserable in the meantime.
Don’t do that, man. Keep moving forward.
What’s eating you?
Keep Circulating the Tapes.
END OF LINE
(It hasn’t happened yet)
Yes, please don’t do it. It’s far easier to fall off the horse than stay on, but you are stronger than that. Please share.
I wish I could come up with some really great advice or a convincing argument to make you change your mind, but I will say this:
There are people who care about you. Your friends, your family, people on this forum… Your life is valuable, and you are valuable. No matter how rough life gets, a slow suicide (or any kind of suicide…) is not the answer. Talk to the people you work with. You’ve mentioned before that you don’t want to burden them, etc., etc. But do. Friends are there to help you through your struggles, and if they are truly your friends (heck, even if they aren’t and they’re just decent people), they would rather have whatever burden your problems might be than have you disappear from their lives one day because you drank yourself out of this life.
Please, please reconsider. You’ve got decades ahead of you yet if you take care of yourself. I don’t know what exactly is bothering you, whether it’s losing your friendship or something else, but nothing is worth giving up over.
And remember, if you don’t take up drinking again, you’ve always got an extra career option available to you: you could become one of those motivational speakers who go around to schools, then you could sneak in a bit of your music, and before you knew it, people would be paying to go your concerts. 😉
In all seriousness though, you don’t know what life has to offer, so at least give it a chance.
I don’t have any fucking friends apparently. And I’m already drunk.
You’ve got people here willing to listen to you. Please talk about it. Sometimes that’s all you need to see things a bit more clearly. At any rate, it’s too early to give up–it’s always too early to give up.
I don’t have any fucking friends apparently. And I’m already drunk.
My pm box is open if you feel the need to chat. Stay safe and with us please.
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I don’t have any fucking friends apparently. And I’m already drunk.
I am very sorry to see this. It makes me very sad and depressed.