I've been turning women down heavy recently, like it's a full on exercise at this point. I dont know if I can keep taking it
I'm on Venlafaxine too breh The withdrawal symptoms if you miss a dose them nightmares and not being able to sleep are no joke.
Currently fighting this 3rd shift life trying to zombify me , I keep reminding myself to get sun in after I sleep and keep my internal rhythm in check. This job won’t be the end of me. Movement and Nature is key.
Didn't even know that the sleeplessness came from this. For me I sleep but I still feel awake so I'm always tired. And the dreams feel so real that I can't even tell them apart from real life. Normally while in the dream I can say, "I'm dreaming," not anymore and some of these escapades in the dream wakes me with a rushing heart and a l sweaty state.
Still working on my depression and anxiety issues. made alot of progress since posting this got a much better job so that's helped. working on fixing my negative self image as well its a journey brehs
I've been sober for a few days now and it makes me realize how content with boredom being high makes me. I have no social life and being sober is hell. Getting high is the only enjoyment I get out of life.
I'm not sure what's going on with The Coli but this thread has help me so much since I've been here. Here's my Instagram just in case it does down. @darrenderpenstein Y'all can follow me and DM me if y'all ever need someone to talk to.
These days I just feel like I’m spiraling further and further away from the core of who I am. Like I’m orbiting around who I once was. The “original” me. I remember the “original” me. I remember what he felt like. I don’t know. Especially these last few years, something just feels…off. I don’t even know what normalcy is anymore. I’d like to get back to the “original” me, but that door feels like its been closed permanently. Also, I feel anxious as fukk everyday nowadays. I can’t shake this feeling that something, or someone, is coming to take something from me. Very odd. Nothing feels permanent. It all feels like it could slip away at any moment. My body doesn’t even feel like it’s mine. Almost like I’m renting my entire existence. I feel like I’m floating above myself. Strange.
wish I could hit the lottery and never have to work again I've always hated Sundays even as a youngin
Been dealing with major depressive disorder for the past 4 years since i was in the military, and recently had a talk with my gf about how it affects me. Luckily she was receptive and understanding. She deals with anxiety herself but as a man it isnt the easiest thing I still have rough days but this feels like a weight lifted off my shoulders to be able tell her that and not have her call me out my name and just listen
