So, folks, when a combination of autistic shutdown and a major depressive episode due ongoing stress hits you hard, when that final little (or not so little) straw yet again lands on your back... Do you have someone to turn to for help, you can count on?
Two of my closest peeps are dealing with some heavy poopoo themselves, so ain't gonna bother them, and not much they could do either, I recon. Just shut down totally for a couple of hours, like lights out, nobody working in the head office (the butterfly meme here with "Is this dissociating?) Woke up now, and I have no clue what to do, who to turn to (and yes, I've had social workers and nurses and all kinds of professional contacts, but alas, with this particular straw, nobody seems to be able or rather willing to help). Also, is there an "Actually Depressed" group? Seriously, if someone knows a good peer support chat for depression/the worse kind of depression, fling me a PM or something. My old one has pretty much died, no pun intended...
I've been struggling for quite a while. I'm a person who has to try hard every day just to be OK and I live a very carefully curated life to make sure this is possible. Despite this, despite doing literally everything I can, sometimes I am not able to keep depression and PMDD at bay. That's soul destroying.
I speak about this because many people suffer and imo the only way to approach the subject is head on.
Am I depressed because I haven't had a good hyperfixation in a while or have I not had a good hyperfixation in a while because I'm depressed? 🤔 #MentalHealth#ADHD#depression
In two hours leaves my bus to Berlin, but I can't find my passport, having looked for it all night.
Of course, I had it, when I entered Switzerland 3 weeks ago (it was checked, then). Now, I thoroughly searched every possible and impossible spot at least three times.
What a fuck!
Edit: Found it after 5 hours in the last possible minute.
The craziest part of forgetting my depression meds I take at night (it happens) is how much I feel their loss the next day. I can fully feel my stupid brain SCREAMING nonsense at me just like it has for 30+ years now when it's unmedicated. I'm not sure if I'll ever be used to it, but I can recognize it and understand it. And even just having a slight half-life of the remnants of the previous days' dose (or maybe all the experience with it) helps me better not latch onto the thoughts and they can just pass by easier. It's wild, and I hate it. But here we are 🤣 Thankful for the meds, though. Without them is hell.
Lately, I struggled with #depression, #ADHD, #autismburnout symptoms and a worsening #anxiety. I really liked my job and the people there, but after one month of sick leave, I was going back to hand out my demission. As always, when I wasn't let go because of said sick leaves.
Der Mann ist auf Krankenbesuch bei seinen Eltern. Die Kinder eskalieren gerade.... immerhin habe ich es geschafft heute viel im Haushalt zu erledigen und entsprechend meinen selten vorhandenen Antrieb zu nutzen. Das muss mir jetzt reichen, um den Abend alleine mit den Kindern gewuppt zu bekommen. Aber und ja hier kommt ein aber, es schlaucht so pervers #Fedieltern#notjustsad#depression
So next week I am going for a series of electroconvulsive therapy. So I am going to voluntarily put my brain into seizure due to electric current being sent through said brain.
Can't say that I am not terrified by the idea. This is basically the last thing that can be done to get me out of my lovely treatment resistant depression.
I had to take all my jewellery out and replace them with plastic. All my beautiful greens, Blues and purples are now almost invisible plastic.
Has anyone had this treatment? Anything I need to know?
Last september, my #landlord decided to double my #rent, effectively kicking me out of my #home of 11 years. I fell into #depression. Luckily my parents own a plot of #land, and thus, with my dads help, i set off to build a #tinyhouse without rent. After 4 months and several tens of thousands of dollars of materials (which i raised by selling old #videogame collectables), i am ready to move in.
Hi, I am new here. I am looking to connect with people who went through a major depression and made it through. Looking for hope that I can heal from this depression. #depression#healing#help
For those with #MECFS, do you find yourself struggling with #Depression and/or #Anxiety since becoming ill, especially if it seems different from depression and/or anxiety that you experienced prior to becoming ill? If so, how are you managing your depression/anxiety? Have medications helped? Are you using non-medication approaches that work? @mecfs
One of my weird quirks is I can't listen to music in the background. It hugely distracts from what I'm doing and so becomes irritating.
I like music, but my world is free of it unless my main task is listening to music, or at movies, concerts, clubbing, etc.. I don't even listen to music in a car.
I get the same problem with television in the background, even if it's muted. Changing background visuals are as distracting as music.
People don't talk about mental health enough, yknow? We should. I've been battling my brain for 30 years, chronic depression which feels ridiculous, as my life is FINE, I have a great wife and everything else, but it doesn't matter, the dumb chemicals in my head still scream all kinds of insane stuff at me all day long that I've learned to (mostly) ignore. But it's exhausting. I know a lot of people struggle with this. I'm on hardcore meds that I have to take at night because they make me too sick during the day. So, full disclosure. Yeah. Fun. I have days or weeks when I'm REALLY messed up. At least I don't self-medicate anymore.
I let the milk boil over this morning. Up until that point I was coping; now I'm not. My mood is so fragile these days that the smallest things break it.
Sleeping less than five hours a night can raise depression risk, study suggests (www.theguardian.com)
Consistently short sleep duration more likely to precede symptoms than inverse, genetic data reveal