Brandon Lopez6 said:That's usually how it goes with people who aren't actually drowning. Most of the time, the folks who are truly struggling would swallow anything just to feel even a little bit better, let alone a couple of pills.🙂
rejoflajt said:Signed.
Quinn:
I can't believe I'm even saying this out loud, but honestly? It’s happening. Everything we thought was set in stone is shifting right under our feet. It feels like we're all just trying to keep our heads above water while the ground moves. Who else is feeling this? kaže: So, what’s your experience been like? And do you actually have an official diagnosis for a mental health condition? I think you're totally off base with that comment. |
Andrew Doyle said:Your "impression" is completely worthless. I am talking about reality here. Without my medication, I suffered from panic attacks so severe I ended up in the ER because doctors thought I was having a stroke. With my meds? I literally got my life back. Period.
And let me be clear: I am the type of person who would swallow pure poison if it meant I’d never have to deal with what I went through again. I don't even want to go into the details of the agoraphobia, the social anxiety, the endless cycle of phobias, and all that other garbage that made it impossible to breathe or perform basic daily tasks. It left me paralyzed. I'm not interested in debating the merits of being "natural" when my quality of life depends on this.
I dealt with my own bouts of panic attacks about five years ago, followed by social anxiety, and I managed to push through all of it without ever needing any meds. 🤷
I definitely struggled at first—it was such a headache trying to figure out which Xanax dose would actually work for me. But things turned around eventually. I finally managed to tackle my social anxiety through psychotherapy, and honestly, I feel great now.
So, I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression about two months ago. Honestly, I’m sitting here wondering why this is hitting me again. If I had to guess, it’s because my entire life has been flipped upside down over the last year. I've just been dealing with one massive stressor after another.
I’m honestly at my breaking point. I haven’t slept a wink, and trying to function like a normal human being has been impossible. I ended up reaching for the benzodiazepines again—but strictly as a last resort, just to deal with the insomnia.
I mean, don't even get me started on working a job you absolutely loathe. It’s a massive, soul-crushing source of stress, and honestly? It's just exhausting.
I finally started CBT, and I’ve made up my mind: I am going to crush this bullshit once and for all. Fear is nothing more than a damn shadow in my head. 🙂
Goodnight, everyone! 😘