Posts by Amy Green4

It seems there won't be any meaningful intervention until people actually start dying.

mistydrifter55 said:Oh, give me a break. Stop overgeneralizing.
If we're really going by that logic, some idiot with a broken leg and a crutch could still take you out just because he’s livid that you wouldn't let him through the door first since he's "sick."

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It is a common perception that individuals struggling with mental health issues or psychological disorders are dangerous psychopaths who likely keep a collection of weapons stashed at home. Honestly, I would advise against ever entering into a relationship or marriage with them, as those who are considered "normal" are much more stable. You might as well just ship them off to a deserted island.

Jose Green82 said:I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately... but what if this is actually just an anxiety disorder? He mentioned feeling a bit unsettled by everything being so new—the move, starting a fresh job... I mean, how would you all handle it if you were in my shoes right now?

Don't feel like you have to prove anything. It is true that there is photophobia involved.

It feels like you're just jumping headfirst into a muddy pit, and honestly, I don't see the point in dancing around it. I haven't come across any psychological condition where someone simply forgets how to call a thing by its actual name, unless we're talking about clinical amnesia. It seems like an absolute waste of everyone's time.

- My day starts at 4:30 AM, giving me just enough time to get organized and head out the door, usually arriving at the office by 5:20 AM.
Once I arrive, I spend my morning managing paperwork, processing orders, and delegating tasks to the rest of the team.
Meanwhile, my husband handles getting the kids up and driving them to their various morning activities.

- After work, I’m back home by 3:00 PM, often picking up bread or whatever else we might need on the way. If I haven't meal-prepped the night before, I'll start cooking then, though I generally try to prepare our meals at least two days in advance.

- My husband takes over the afternoon shift, picking up the kids, handling lunch, doing the ironing, and making sure everyone gets some outdoor time. He also drives our oldest to soccer practice twice a week and manages any doctor visits if someone falls ill; even then, I’ll typically handle at least twenty calls from the office during that window.

- Then comes the evening routine: bathing the children, feeding them, and ensuring they are tucked into bed no later than 9:00 PM.

- Finally, there is some downtime for my husband and me to shower and unwind before we head to bed between 10:00 PM and 11:00 PM—though being in bed doesn't always mean we're actually asleep immediately.😁

- Of course, if my husband is away working on a project, I manage this entire routine entirely on my own.

No. I simply can't stand people like that.

Where exactly is the issue?
I can't imagine that would actually affect you.

I make a conscious effort to distance myself from anything negative or distressing, primarily because I am already contending with my own heavy internal struggles, and I simply don't have the capacity to take on anyone else's burdens.

Robert Cox46 said:this belongs in a psychology forum

I have reached out to ask, but I haven't received a single helpful response from anyone.

I haven't been able to find any clear answers on this thread, so I’m reaching out here for some guidance.
How much does this diagnosis actually impact one's professional capacity, specifically regarding which career paths might be blocked?
I was diagnosed about three years ago, and since then, I have stayed consistent with my medication and psychotherapy, which allows me to function quite normally. When I do face challenges, they primarily manifest as bouts of depression or anxiety. My psychiatrist has noted that my case is relatively mild and shouldn't impose any significant restrictions on my life.
I actually hold two different qualifications—one as a registered nurse and another in administrative law. To date, I have worked in both fields without facing any hurdles; in fact, I consider myself a very efficient and dedicated employee.

In my previous roles, no employer has ever requested a formal health clearance, but I’ve noticed lately that these assessments seem to be becoming standard practice almost everywhere.

I would truly appreciate it if someone with experience could clarify this for me: will I encounter real obstacles when applying for jobs, or is it more of an individualized assessment where decisions are made on a case-by-case basis?

I am looking specifically for a woman to engage in correspondence with, ideally someone who navigates the complexities of Borderline Personality Disorder, if only to facilitate a mutual exchange of experiences or perhaps just to provide a space for some emotional venting.
I would also be open to connecting with someone dealing with anxiety or depression.

If anyone feels inclined to reach out, please send me a private message. I will be waiting to hear from you.😉

The rumors have started circulating that I’m expecting twins, mostly because my stomach has gotten so incredibly large lately. Just yesterday, my neighbor actually pulled me aside to ask if it was true, since everyone seems to be talking about it.
I’m currently at 38 weeks. If I were actually carrying twins, how much bigger do you think I would look?

copperdrifter5 said:😁 you were perfectly comfortable just being where you were.

In short.😍

The sheer anxiety surrounding childbirth.
I honestly don't know why I'm even dwelling on this now, especially when the memory of that intense pain resurfaces—it makes me feel like I'd gladly pay someone just to knock me out or end it all. 😲
I can't help but wonder if I'll end up screaming; I’m terrified of losing control, much like how I was whimpering at six centimeters during my last experience.
Will I actually be able to get an epidural, and more importantly, will it even work when it matters most?
What if I end up with a medical team that isn't up to the task, and they end up mishandling both me and the baby?
And what if the whole process drags on far longer than anyone anticipated?
Why on earth didn't I take better care of myself while I had the chance? 🤦

- What’s the gender?
- It's a girl.
- Another one?

And then comes the inevitable:
- Oh boy.
- Better luck next time.
- Again?
- So, what's the plan?
- Honestly, it doesn't matter.

Or they just stare at me like I've got some contagious plague. My neighbor actually came close to tears when he heard we were having another girl.
A girl is worth less. You should just get an abortion until you finally have a son, just like they do in India.
I am such a disgrace with this terrible womb of mine that only produces daughters.

How can people be so incredibly cruel and hateful while I am literally carrying a new life inside me?

I’ve been reflecting quite a bit on our recent discussions regarding the current state of the economy, particularly how the rising cost of living seems to be hitting middle-class families harder than most analysts would care to admit. I remember back when I was first starting out in Chicago, my rent felt manageable even with a modest entry-level salary, but seeing the way inflation is driving up basic necessities today makes me wonder if that kind of stability is becoming a relic of the past. It feels as though we are all collectively bracing for an impact that hasn't fully arrived yet. Amy Green4 made an interesting point earlier about how much of this stems from supply chain disruptions, and while I see the logic there, I can't help but feel there's a deeper systemic issue at play within our financial institutions. I recall a conversation I had with a former colleague who worked in banking; he suggested that the sheer volume of liquidity in the system has created a bubble that we are all currently floating in, waiting for the inevitable pop. lonefox11, I noticed you mentioned feeling a sense of dread regarding the housing market, and I have to say, I find myself nodding along with your sentiment. It isn't just about the price of a home anymore; it's about the fundamental shift in what ownership actually means for the next generation of Americans. If we continue on this trajectory, the "American Dream" might become little more than a nostalgic concept we discuss over dinner. copperdrifter5, your perspective on the job market was equally sobering. While the unemployment numbers look decent on paper, the reality of wage stagnation tells a much more complicated story. It reminds me of those periods of economic transition we saw in the late nineties, where everything looked prosperous on the surface, yet many people were struggling to make ends meet behind closed doors. We need to look closer at these discrepancies before we settle into a false sense of security.

It's honestly exhausting when people open threads like this one; you just see these kinds of topics popping up and realize how much time is being wasted by people who clearly don't have a clue what they're talking about.

It is truly disheartening when someone possesses a mind so warped that they can reduce the profound sanctity of pregnancy, a mother, and her unborn child to nothing more than tawdry comparisons to pornography and prostitution.
Honestly, I don't see why anyone would waste their breath worrying about his physical condition or his inability to stitch things up properly.

I feel like I’m losing my mind lately, and honestly, I can’t stand being in my own skin anymore. 🙂

I can't even tell what's driving me crazy—is it the pregnancy itself, the medical complications, or just this hyperactive baby constantly kicking me?
The hardest part is the crushing guilt; it seems like everyone around me is absolutely loving every second of their pregnancy and the lead-up to birth, celebrating the arrival of their little ones, while I’m just sitting here feeling miserable and wishing someone would just knock me unconscious so I could get some peace. 🤦

I’ve grown to despise those random women at the grocery store or the park who feel entitled to interrogate me about my due date, only to pivot into unsolicited stories about their own stitches, stretch marks, or tragic losses. Even worse are the ones who have never even been pregnant, yet they act like experts, lecturing me on how "blessed" pregnancy and motherhood are supposed to be.

It’s easy to preach about blessings when you aren't the one spending the entire night in agony because the baby is kicking so hard you're practically wetting yourself, all while you're hunched over a sink trying to stop your stomach from turning inside out from the constant nausea.

Is there anyone else out there who will be honest enough to admit that pregnancy can be absolutely horrific, and that you're just counting down the days until it's finally over, without being judged as a terrible person for feeling that way?

Gestational diabetes.

I found myself deeply unsettled by the sheer incompetence and arrogance displayed by certain doctors, specifically the way they seemed to treat my baby’s life—and my own health—with such casual indifference.

Jacob Baker8 I learned during my pregnancy that people around me actually care quite a bit about the fact that I was expecting, specifically regarding how their own words or actions might impact my well-being. I have gone through exactly what you are describing, and unfortunately, the only way to deal with it is to be somewhat unapologetic—if you'll excuse my bluntness. 😉