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Some days ago, I tried to do the 'ole controlled prescription meds + booze combo. Heart beating skyrocketed and went to hospital.
There's some days that I simply can't take it anymore, dude.
Oh I like this kind of stuff!I had therapy today but we had to end it early cause she could tell I wasn’t focused (I kept shifting and looking away and when she asked if something was wrong I said “This is taking too long”). Now that I’m out I feel bad, I need to get more serious about this.
She made good points, she kinda stumped me when I told her why I went off meds. When I told her “I was scared I would be seen as a dork so I went off meds” she just went “Do you feel better off meds?” And I said no. And I kinda there just realized how stupid getting off meds was. A stupid motivation with literally no pay off.
Oh geez, that’s uh. Wow. Definetly a cautionary tale.Oh I like this kind of stuff!
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Go to this cow's thread Only madness lay within
You recognize that the pills and the therapy help, but you get frustrated with the process and so you self sabotage. Many such cases!
But go there and behold how BAD that can be for you. I am in no way saying you are a beat by beat replication, it's more a horror story of one of the worst case scenarios. She is bonafide permanently mentally ill, but finds medication and therapy 'boring' and life is 'more fun' and so prefers the misery wheel of hypomania -> mania -> possible psychosis -> crash out -> depression crater -> I want to get better -> pills and therapy are boring -> hypomania
Getting off the pills and out of therapy and stuff is a great goal to aim for, but its part of the process for a reason. Don't be like Tiffany.
You're not weak, they're tools. View them as such. Everyone needs and uses tools, be it a drill, a hammer, a case of beer, or an SSRI and talking to a person to find your way through the fog.Oh geez, that’s uh. Wow. Definetly a cautionary tale.
I just feel bad that I need them to begin with. I feel like I’m weak for that, everyone else is normal yet I need a pill to not attempt offing myself or doing something else stupid. I feel lesser than. I used to look at it positively but I stopped.
When you frame it like that, I guess you’re right. Everyone needs a tool in life, mine is just different. And that’s nothing to be ashamed of.You're not weak, they're tools. View them as such. Everyone needs and uses tools, be it a drill, a hammer, a case of beer, or an SSRI and talking to a person to find your way through the fog.
Good. Now get that shit locked down. Every body on the wall means fewer monsters in the courtyard.When you frame it like that, I guess you’re right. Everyone needs a tool in life, mine is just different. And that’s nothing to be ashamed of.
Well, if nothing else, now you know you don't actually want to do it.Some days ago, I tried to do the 'ole controlled prescription meds + booze combo. Heart beating skyrocketed and went to hospital.
There's some days that I simply can't take it anymore, dude.