Depression. Anxiety. Panic Attacks. etc

Scalywag said:
here I go quoting myself again. :rolleyes:

yesterday was one of the dates, her sister's birthday. I asked my wife on saturday what she wanted to do....I'd go with her wherever she wanted. after a moment of thought, she said she didn't want to climb up there again, and probably is done doing that. It's time to move on. She really seemed at peace with her decision.


Damn I missed this earlier!

That's great news Scaly. Reiterating bg's wishes for your wife. :rose:
 
quoll said:
I was wondering when you would show up.


{{{{{quoll and all the little quolls}}}}} Hang in there, my friend. I know you're under a lot of stress, but try to treat yourself kindly. It will get better. :rose:
 
quoll said:
I was wondering when you would show up.


hey quoll, it's almost the weekend....hopefully being together as a family and seeing that your wife is doing well will help.

(((((quoll)))))
 
waggles said:
keep the faith quoll....and remember, we're all here for you!

(((((quoll)))))

So sayeth BG
{{{{{quoll and all the little quolls}}}}} Hang in there, my friend. I know you're under a lot of stress, but try to treat yourself kindly. It will get better :rose:

and just in case I didn't get it the first two times:

also sayeth The eternal virgin
hey quoll, it's almost the weekend....hopefully being together as a family and seeing that your wife is doing well will help.

(((((quoll)))))


:D :kiss: :rose:

I have to say that day was one of the lowest I have been for quite awhile, I was really struggling, I think part of it (aside from all the stuff that's going on) was the fact that over the last few weeks I have had to really dig deep to fight off the usual thoughts and feelings that come with depression, I was doing all the things that you are supposed to do, all the things that are supposed to help, and then you wake up and it hasn't made a single bit of difference. Intelluctually I know this is a physical disease, but emotionally you just hope that it really is all in your head and given the right incentive you can beat it. Guess not, and man did that bring me down, I wont go into detail of what went through my head that day, suffice it to say I don't want to go there again.
The next day was not exactly the complete opposite but a hell of a lot better, that in itself pisses me off, such a dramatic change overnight.

We had an excellent weekend and for now I am at peace with my mind.
 
been worried about you quoll, and i'm glad that you seem to be in a better place mentally.

ed
 
silverwhisper said:
been worried about you quoll, and i'm glad that you seem to be in a better place mentally.

ed
I'm doing ok silver, thanks for the thought.
 
quoll said:
:D :kiss: :rose:

I have to say that day was one of the lowest I have been for quite awhile, I was really struggling, I think part of it (aside from all the stuff that's going on) was the fact that over the last few weeks I have had to really dig deep to fight off the usual thoughts and feelings that come with depression, I was doing all the things that you are supposed to do, all the things that are supposed to help, and then you wake up and it hasn't made a single bit of difference. Intelluctually I know this is a physical disease, but emotionally you just hope that it really is all in your head and given the right incentive you can beat it. Guess not, and man did that bring me down, I wont go into detail of what went through my head that day, suffice it to say I don't want to go there again.
The next day was not exactly the complete opposite but a hell of a lot better, that in itself pisses me off, such a dramatic change overnight.

We had an excellent weekend and for now I am at peace with my mind.

quoll, I won't pretend to understand what you're going through...even without your depression this situation would be daunting...having you thinking/feeling deeply.

Just remember every day your wife remains pregnant is a good day...in some ways...giving your child a little more growth.

One day at a time, quoll. She'll be home soon with your new born child. :heart:
 
quoll said:
So sayeth BG
{{{{{quoll and all the little quolls}}}}} Hang in there, my friend. I know you're under a lot of stress, but try to treat yourself kindly. It will get better :rose:

and just in case I didn't get it the first two times:

also sayeth The eternal virgin
hey quoll, it's almost the weekend....hopefully being together as a family and seeing that your wife is doing well will help.

(((((quoll)))))


:D :kiss: :rose:

I have to say that day was one of the lowest I have been for quite awhile, I was really struggling, I think part of it (aside from all the stuff that's going on) was the fact that over the last few weeks I have had to really dig deep to fight off the usual thoughts and feelings that come with depression, I was doing all the things that you are supposed to do, all the things that are supposed to help, and then you wake up and it hasn't made a single bit of difference. Intelluctually I know this is a physical disease, but emotionally you just hope that it really is all in your head and given the right incentive you can beat it. Guess not, and man did that bring me down, I wont go into detail of what went through my head that day, suffice it to say I don't want to go there again.
The next day was not exactly the complete opposite but a hell of a lot better, that in itself pisses me off, such a dramatic change overnight.

We had an excellent weekend and for now I am at peace with my mind.

And that makes it a good day. One day at a time, as my friend, the eternal virgin, has said. If it helps, I've been to the same places in my own mind, and I know it's exhausting. I would hate to admit some of the ugly places my mind goes. Every day you get through is a victory.

You're not alone. :rose:
 
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Sometimes stepping out of the darkness of the garden is more difficult than staying in it.
 
Sarojaede said:
Sometimes stepping out of the darkness of the garden is more difficult than staying in it.
When you stay in the garden, the sounds of growing plants can drown out your most troubling thoughts.
 
Sarojaede said:
Sometimes stepping out of the darkness of the garden is more difficult than staying in it.

I guarantee you it is. Because it's a long road, and it sure isn't a nice straight journey. And the darkness tries like hell to pull you back in.
 
This is amazing.

Sometimes when you go back and read the first pages of a long thread, you find a jewel. A jewel hidden under layers of words, but when you take it out and clean it off, it shines so beautifully it brings tears to your eyes.

{{{{{quoll}}}}}
 
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bobsgirl said:
This is amazing.

Sometimes when you go back and read the first pages of a long thread, you find a jewel. A jewel hidden under layers of words, but when you take it out and clean it off, it shines so beautifully it brings tears to your eyes.

{{{{{quoll}}}}}

Thanks sweets, :rose: I needed to read that again.
It amazes me sometimes when I see stuff I have written, I often wonder just where the words come from.
 
quoll said:
Thanks sweets, :rose: I needed to read that again.
It amazes me sometimes when I see stuff I have written, I often wonder just where the words come from.

Your heart.
 
Well, I only just found this thread, but somehow I think I kinda belong here.
I haven't had the time to read through all pages as there are so many.

Basically I've been spiralling down the pit for years now without anything to check my progress.
Finally I convinced my ex-gf to drag me to see a doctor, and well the spiral hasn't stopped but it's slowed down to an extent.

I regularily suffer from anxiety attacks which sometimes feel on par with when I had pneumonia years ago which caused an inflamation in the lung wall, which hurts a lot so you know.

I've an issue with self mutilation, but not the usual burning, or cutting or anything, I'm more of a ripper and scratcher and well my toenails won't ever recover I don't think.

Suicidal tendencies, depression and fugues.
Anti-social to the extreme and occasionally violent.

I should really go and make another appointment to see my GP soon, and I'm steadily but slowly being evaluated psychologically.

I'm not on any medication as yet, my doctor tried me with some tranqs for about a week, except due to it causing my hands to quiver and interfere with my fine motor skills he stopped them.

Apparently I'm sick and I can understand this on a rational level, but honestly my rational self has little control over me these days.

Such a predicament I find myself in.
 
First of all, {{{{Cenobite}}}} Welcome.

I can hear the hurt and despair in your words, and I'm truly sorry you're suffering so. I'm going to encourage you to seek medical help. There are medications that can help you fight your way out of this dark place you find yourself in. Have you seen a mental health professional? If you haven't, that might be a good first step.

I'll just say, I am intimately acquainted with the darkness of depression. I sympathize with you completely. Keep us posted on how you're doing. :rose:

Cenobite said:
Well, I only just found this thread, but somehow I think I kinda belong here.
I haven't had the time to read through all pages as there are so many.

Basically I've been spiralling down the pit for years now without anything to check my progress.
Finally I convinced my ex-gf to drag me to see a doctor, and well the spiral hasn't stopped but it's slowed down to an extent.

I regularily suffer from anxiety attacks which sometimes feel on par with when I had pneumonia years ago which caused an inflamation in the lung wall, which hurts a lot so you know.

I've an issue with self mutilation, but not the usual burning, or cutting or anything, I'm more of a ripper and scratcher and well my toenails won't ever recover I don't think.

Suicidal tendencies, depression and fugues.
Anti-social to the extreme and occasionally violent.

I should really go and make another appointment to see my GP soon, and I'm steadily but slowly being evaluated psychologically.

I'm not on any medication as yet, my doctor tried me with some tranqs for about a week, except due to it causing my hands to quiver and interfere with my fine motor skills he stopped them.

Apparently I'm sick and I can understand this on a rational level, but honestly my rational self has little control over me these days.

Such a predicament I find myself in.
 
I haven't read everyone's posts, but here's mine.
I have been diagnosed with PTSD, bi polar, anxiety and a grieving disorder. I used to see my psychiatrist every 2 weeks, then after getting married, my husband will not let me, he says I can do it on my own and that therapists only want the money so they will tell you anything. He made me stop taking my meds and it's all been downhill from there.
 
redneckgirl said:
I haven't read everyone's posts, but here's mine.
I have been diagnosed with PTSD, bi polar, anxiety and a grieving disorder. I used to see my psychiatrist every 2 weeks, then after getting married, my husband will not let me, he says I can do it on my own and that therapists only want the money so they will tell you anything. He made me stop taking my meds and it's all been downhill from there.

I have nothng positive to say at the moment, I do have plenty of violent, destructive and just plain horrible thoughts all aimed at your husband, maybe tomorrow I wont be so angry, but I doubt it. Sorry.
 
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