Mental Health

You've been really active here! That's great. Nice to have people shaking up the place.

Now, to your question: pissed off and dangerously on the edge of blowing, with no apparent reason.

I’m mixed.

I’ve had depression off and on, it cleared up early last week but came back this weekend.

I went to a friend’s and we went for a walk and played Uno with their kids and it made me feel a bit better, but I spent most of the weekend just laying in bed.

I’m stressed about Canada’s election. And the tariff mayhem and how that’s going to affect my job. I tried diversifying my finances, but seeing my assets drop hurts.

My wife is starting a new diet with her gym, so she’s doing all the cooking lately and honestly I’m missing that creative outlet.

I don’t know, just a lot of headwinds right now. I’ve been very lucky, but it’s rough out there.

I'm so fucking tired

I'm at the point even my anger and sadness got bored and fucked off and I just don't really feel or think at all.

And that's what's fucking scary to me.

Being desperate and sicker was worse physically and exhausting, but at least I believed in something. Now I just don't fucking care.

Remember when Elmo asked and everyone dumped their collective grief him? Ya, it’s only gotten far worse.

you can't make me, and, doesn't matter anyhow. Reading the news is enough to give you depression, and no amount of sunny disposition is going to make the next four years of existing any less shit. Assuming it ends in four years at all.

Can‘t recover from the death of my cat in october. It totally devastated me.

Discovered my young daughter is self harming so really not great at the moment.

Awful, depressed, worthless, financially ruined. Currently sitting on my friends couch after sleeping here because my wife and I had the worst fight we ever had over the past 2 days, and I don't we will recover as we both decided it's probably best to just part ways but not sure how to make that work yet due to kids and schedules. This is a fun weekend...

Not great.

Last night my house flooded and I'm still cleaning up water and nasty shit. Everything smells like piss.

It triggered a fight over the fact that I still don't have a full time job despite months of looking, and we are stuck in this place until I find something better than 3rd party labor.

My vehicle is leaking gasoline while running and the shocks are fucked but I can't afford to fix it. My wife's vehicle needs transmission work.

Also... gestures wildly around the US

Depression is a removed and I don't have insurance to go to a therapist or get my broken tooth fixed.

So yeah. Not great.

Actually very awesome today. Going to a protest with a new friend. Exciting!

Tired, anxious, depressed, feel like shit in general. Declined an invitation to play boardgames with some old friends this weekend because I feel tired and anxious and depressed and overwhelmed and now I have more anxiety and guilt because I feel like I should have gone and I will further lose contact with them over this and they will hate me now.

Not OK. Did not sleep well, again. Anxiety and frustrations work-related which will impact my home life. I need to rest.

During Covid, I picked up the guitar again, having given it up decades ago. I didnt expect to play gigs or anything, I just wanted to use the quarantine opportunity to do something positive, and I chose music, over writing a book, learning a language, etc.

Almost five years later, my guitar playing has gotten pretty good, upper intermediate level, and I am good enough to entertain myself, which is all I ever wanted.

What I hadn't expected was how much of an improvement it would make on my mental health. After being energized by my improving skills, I realized that my mood and self-esteem and confidence were significantly elevated. I am proud of my progress, even if nobody else hears it.

I also realized that I think I've been operating under a low-grade depression for a long time, perhaps my entire life. I've never addressed it because I thought that was just what life felt like. Once I had a closer look at how much better I could feel, i realized that I haven't felt "right" for a long time, maybe never. I'm still not sure I know what "right" really feels like.

Now that America has officially gone to Hell, I'm extremely worried about the future (I have a history degree, and am very knowledgeable about politics and history, and know where all of this is leading), but daily, sometimes hourly, doses of music are helping me cope.

Awesome, thanks. How are you?

Between Tai Chi and meditation and yoga and resistance exercise and hiking, and better eating habits to stabilize blood sugar and overall health.. everything is fine. Things are chaotic online, but people in the real world are happy and cordial around me and are living their lives all the same. Another thing that helped was not being chronically online. Looking at Lemmy/Reddit/etc/etc every day is depressing. Turns out tuning out more often increases mental health for me.

I'm going great outside of one thing. I miss my soulmate. It's been over 2 years. My heart is still empty. I'm dating again but I feel hollow.

A bit hopeless but trying to keep it together in spite of all the socio-political problems.

Really not great. Can't motivate myself to keep studying, gotta find a new job because my contract won't be extended. My boss, who kept telling me everything was good and I did a good job, not only not extended my contract but also wrote me a rather bad recommendation letter. Just told me in a meeting all the "problems" he had with me that haven't been mentioned in any of the previous meetings. Just feel like shit and would rather never work again and spend my life watching TV shows...

Oh, and don't forget that the AfD is getting stronger and stronger and will fuck over my trans best friend and my husband, who wasn't born in Germany and has dual citizenship.

I just heard people applaud a fucking sunset. I'm circling the drain.

Not great. My depression and anxiety have left me bedridden in the last few days. I feel worthless and like the whole world either doesn't care or despises me. I don't know which is worse.

I also suffer from dissociation and feel like I don't know who I am as a person, it's like I am being pulled in different directions, and it's a real struggle.

Bad, thanks! But I'm focused on taking care of my mother's medically delicate cat while convincing a kitten to leave the door to the medically delicate cat alone.

In the dumpster, six days ago i was involved in a pretty severe work related accident which landed me in the hospital. Crushed right leg plus three broken ribs and a collapsed lung. So my mental health is rough right now.

Hanging in there.

Surviving but not thriving.

It seems like every time we get a decent chunk of money, some kind of event occurs and strips it away. Last time it was a car repair, this time unexpected tuition. I’m thankful that we’re not going into debt, but damn.

The promotion at work has come with a lot of added stress. I’m proud of the work I do and I think it’s worth it I think for now. But it has meant that I’ve had to pull back on some other goals and hobbies. For example, I haven’t touched the book that I want to write in over 6 months.

Cycling has atrophied as well, but we’re moving again in 3 months, this time back to a place with more cycling events that I know, so I’m really going to try to get back into at least a Tuesday night ride. I used to love epic randonneuring adventures, and I wanted to get a few more in on the bucket list, but I’m starting to fear that my body is getting too old to take them on. I’m certainly feeling a sense of urgency. When you’re in your 20s and 30s it feels like you have all the time in the world, but it’s hit me lately just how scarce time is as a resource.

My wife and I are starting to get to that age where the window to have a second kid is closing. I’m hopeful that it will happen this year, but then again, another baby will take away from those other goals as well.

She’s also struggling because the job she had lined up after school this June was HHS funded, now that is in jeopardy. We’ve already bought a house in the new town too; so we’re paying rent and a mortgage at the moment. We can afford it on my salary and her internship but I feel it’s tighter than I have been since my early 20s.

The overall situation of the world also weighs heavily on me. I try to do my part where I can. These things ebb and flow as they always have, so I try to remain hopeful. I’m encouraged by what is happening today. We must stay vigilant to take back our rights from those who strive to oppress us.

I just got into therapy in October to help me deal with these things. I always had a stigma around therapy, ironically my wife is a therapist. Anywho, it has really worked for me. I am trying to realign my thinking so that I’m not always the victim, that the things we do and the intentions we set are FOR us and our future. I can certainly tell a marked difference between the weeks I can attend and the weeks I don’t. I’m hopeful here as well, but for now I’m surviving, not thriving.

I’m gonna be honest and say I’m doing great man. For some weird reason, I always am.
I see from the rest here that I should probably not take that for granted.

Wish everone an epic Sunday!

I must be high, cuz I read that as "...how high are you right now?"

Not well.

Constantly anxious.

Depressed.

Autistic.

Have gender dysphoria at a time of increased hatred. I don’t consider myself trans because I’m not transitioning. I couldn’t bear that attention.

I’m a broke single parent whose only regular human interaction is a 3 year old. I have no friends. I drove 4 hours across the state for a family function where I felt like an outsider because my family are rural maga people. I just feel I don’t belong anywhere

My job and position in life are nothing like I thought they would be at 37.

I’m increasingly dependent on thc vape and alcohol.

Am adhd and autistic, so i never had a lot of friends, but i kind of learned to keep going with it.

Right now, i am very tired, but also hopeful because all my essay writing training is starting to show up.

My dreams, such as writing novels and creating an entire video game about my personal universe, seem to be more and more feasible on reality.

Also, my social training allowed me to meet some very nice persons, not in social standarts, but genuinely for me.

So I am as always lonely, tired and silent, but the world seem always to show more and more colours to me, which is nice.

(also maybe just because i stopped drinking the social media crap and the worldnews junk food, but hey, it’s what gives us the most anxiety for no reason, so why bother)