Posts by ironrider11

quietcyclist302 said:Well, I didn't just jump in out of nowhere to start worrying about him—I did it because he’s been vocal about being unhappy, and he's actually come to talk to me several times over the last ten days or so.

Frank Bennett56 said:I'm the same way. If I don't stay on top of my medication, I end up spiraling just like I did before.
Get him to a psychiatrist immediately and just be there for him. Unfortunately, I didn't get that kind of support from my own family—quite the opposite, actually. Because of these exact behaviors, I was stepped on and belittled, and honestly, it's still happening.
If this continues, he'll eventually just shut down completely, which makes finding a job nearly impossible due to social anxiety.
Maybe his situation isn't identical to mine, but it's what I went through.

Donna Vaughn28 said:You have to realize that $50,000 is practically pocket change in the grand scheme of medical research. It won't move the needle. The pharmaceutical industry dealing with mental health is worth billions, and the number of patients keeps climbing every year. From a purely business standpoint, creating a definitive "one-and-done" cure would be financial suicide... and that isn't the goal for any major corporation, especially when you consider how many psychiatrists and psychologists would lose their jobs overnight.
That's the cold, hard business side of things. As for the scientific side, we haven't even mastered cures for many much simpler physical ailments yet, let alone mental ones. Mental science is still just scratching the surface of the human brain... it's incredibly complex.
So, you're left with a bitter truth. Humans don't possess a universal toolkit capable of fixing every single thing they've created. Trying to build a tool to fix one of Mother Nature's most sophisticated creations is nothing more than wishful thinking...
So, whether you take the meds or not, don't exhaust yourself over these kinds of theories.

Richard Taylor8 said:Anyone else deal with this where your face just doesn't match how you actually feel? Like, it’s totally misrepresenting what you're trying to project to people.

For instance, if I'm feeling down, I just end up looking spaced out and vacant. Or if I try to give someone a friendly smile, it comes off as sarcastic or mocking. It's frustrating because I can't seem to figure out how to move my face to show what's actually going on inside—or even just to look the way I want to look. People constantly misread me, and half the time, it just ends up being awkward or funny in a bad way.

Is anyone else stuck with this issue? How do you handle it? Did you eventually learn how to actually control your expressions over time?

casualridge8 said:No. I meant something else entirely, but maybe you men just aren't subtle enough to grasp what I'm getting at. Get it together.

casualridge8 said:@wearyowl29's story just goes to prove my point once again. It all comes down to the energy you project and how you actually view yourself.

People can just sense when you have that "open energy," and once they do, there’s no shaking them off. But if you’re "closed off"? Well, it doesn't matter how good you look—nobody is going to approach you.

Matthew Castillo5 said:As for me, since I wear glasses, I have restrictions on my license (it used to be every 3 years, then 5, and now they’ve bumped me up to 10), which means I have to go back for medical checkups every so often. Sometimes they tell me I only need to see an eye doctor, but other times they demand a full physical examination.

fadedbear92 said:So, which one of those charlatans were you seeing? And seriously, your avatar is creepy again.😲

Jason Vaughn482 said:I hadn't heard it described that way, but I can tell you that I also harbor a massive, overwhelming fear of psychotropic drugs. It's why I cling so desperately to my Xanax and Sanval; in my mind, I view them as nothing less than drugs themselves. I’ll hold onto them until someone can offer me a viable alternative, but what good is an alternative when they only ever suggest antipsychotics? And frankly, those are the last things I want to touch.

mellownomad30 said:This isn't really about suicide, but it’s pretty damn close

I remember this one night hanging out with some buddies, ended up at a local dive bar, and after a few too many drinks, we decided to head out.

Just past the exit, there was this group of guys, maybe in their early 30s. As I was walking by, one of them calls out, "Hey, get over here!"
My crew just kept moving, leaving me standing there facing this guy who was clearly wasted. He starts rambling at me about his big celebrations, how he’s getting married soon, bachelor parties, all that junk. I just gave him a shrug and said, "Alright, so what now?" But as I turned to walk away, the guy grabbed my shoulder and spun me back around.
He flips open his jacket, and there it is—a handgun. He goes, "Why you acting so cocky? What if I just shot you right here?"
I don't know why, but I stayed weirdly calm. The only thought running through my head was, *Man, I hope he doesn't hit my gut; that would be the worst.* Instead of panicking, I just looked him dead in the eye and said, "Look, if you're actually gonna do it, just shoot me in the head so I don't have to suffer."
The guy just froze. He turned around and walked off. His buddy caught up to me a second later and explained the dude had just had way too much to drink and claimed he was some kind of cop or something.

The thing is, once I truly reached that point where I didn't give a damn what happened next, I actually felt... good. Like, strangely light. So, I wouldn't be surprised if people who decide to end things feel that exact same sense of peace.

It happens when they finally accept that everything is just irrelevant, and whatever comes, comes.🤷

Larry Lewis said:A friend of mine actually asked me recently whether I think hope is a good thing or a bad thing, and my response was simple: at the end of my life, I'll probably be thanking them for lying to me all along, and that’s that.

I can't quite remember when I first stumbled upon your post and felt that exact same way.

Larry Lewis said:When I was dealing with Effexor [ venlafaxin ] Withdrawal and Brain Zaps, I felt these literal electrical jolts lashing through my brain. I posted about this ages ago, and looking back, it seems like a lot of people went through the exact same thing. You're just walking down the street in Chicago, minding your own goddamn business, when suddenly—BAM—this shock hits you every single minute. I honestly couldn't believe it was happening. It passed after a few days, but man... it was like my brain was giving itself constant electroshock therapy.

As for that comment about speed—all I’ll say is, back when I was using it in... unconventional ways with my old crew of misfits, I can confirm it definitely hits. But pssssst, 🙂