Re: Depression
Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 10:05 pm
Oh I misread you saying 'boyfriend' as 'girlfriend' and didn't realise you weren't a guy. Sorry about calling you 'man' )-:
Cupz wrote:He could be a man with a taste for men, Valotonin
2020k wrote:In the first couple weeks I was convinced I was going to die as well. Downright terrifying. In fact, I kept having thoughts questioning whether or not the afterlife was going to be good for me since I'm gay and thoughts like that that I would never otherwise have as a normal functioning person.
Cupz wrote:Also, here's Cupz's ticket to heaven: Be a good person, love your neighbour and be happy with little.
So now can we all stop being afraid of death?
Cupz wrote:That WAS the cupz bible, valotonin.
Cupz wrote:Also, here's Cupz's ticket to heaven: Be a good person, love your neighbour and be happy with little.
So now can we all stop being afraid of death?
2020k wrote:CUPZ FOR PRESIDENT.
Valotonin, I resonate with all of that and my neurologist told me that once this all goes away I'll feel a lot mentally calmer as well. It makes sense. It's not only a minor traumatic physical injury, but one that causes some emotional trauma as well. I'm a lot better at coping - the anxiety now stems from me just wanting to get better because I'm so symptomatic. If you take me out in public? I want to run. There's so much combating for your attention in a store and my symptoms can't handle it. It's mere minutes, sometimes less, before I'm asking whoever drove me somewhere for the keys so I can lock myself in the car and calm down.
The lights...The stocked shelves...the music...the people talking/walking...I went to a grocery store with my boyfriend and we were only in there for two things. We get in line and there's this cute old lady queued up, but she's putting things on the conveyor belt so slowly. I felt tense, but fine, until she gets her total and goes into her purse to get exact change. Tenser. Then, she says she wants to start another transaction. I started crying, grabbed the keys, went to the car, waited for my boyfriend.
I can't wait until all of this clears up so I can just laugh at it. It's ridiculous, really. I sit in a dark room all day like a bat, barely able to do one thing at a time, and old ladies at grocery stores make me burst into tears. Oh, brain! (HEAL PLEASE LOL)
Echo the Sun wrote:kinda hard when you don't believe in an afterlife
Cupz wrote:Echo the Sun wrote:kinda hard when you don't believe in an afterlife
With no afterlife there is even less reason to be afraid of death.
2020k wrote:Echo, I had no idea they could suck this much either. I always assumed they just caused headaches and migraines. Nope. Those have been the least of my worries. The lowest brightness settings on my laptop and phone are life savers, but I still can only look for certain small periods of time and it has to be in an otherwise dimly lit area.
Echo the Sun wrote:2020k wrote:Echo, I had no idea they could suck this much either. I always assumed they just caused headaches and migraines. Nope. Those have been the least of my worries. The lowest brightness settings on my laptop and phone are life savers, but I still can only look for certain small periods of time and it has to be in an otherwise dimly lit area.
when you got injured, did it feel like just any other head injury or was it different?