Depression

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Gremlin

Your post has made my day. Thank you xxxxx I’ve laughed my head off

[silver991]

Last time I smoked a joint in Thailand I had to hold onto the edge of the bed in case I got swallowed up by it and got very, very anxious about a glass of water that was on the bedside cabinet in case I knocked it off and walked on broken glass, to the point that Mrs. G had to take it out of the room.

I'll stick to a nice glass of red in the future.

Perhaps you had to adjust the dose, for a first-timer you need to take half a dosage a normal consumer takes

[gremlin]

Perhaps you had to adjust the dose, for a first-timer you need to take half a dosage a normal consumer takes

Let's just say I'm not a regular user any more, by about 30 years. I suspect that it was a case of:

-Being very out of practice.

-That new shit being waaaaay stronger than the little bit of 'erb that I used to enjoy as a youthful lad.

[mangocrazy]

Let's just say I'm not a regular user any more, by about 30 years. I suspect that it was a case of:

-Being very out of practice.

-That new shit being waaaaay stronger than the little bit of 'erb that I used to enjoy as a youthful lad.

My consumption of 'erb has lessened a lot over the last 20 years, but I'm still partial to the odd toke. The weed that's available these days is just so much stronger than even the stuff we had in the early noughties, and the methods of delivery have concentrated the dosage you get. 7 or 8 years ago I went on a 'Highland Fling' around Scotland with 6 or 7 mates on our bikes and one evening the 'usual suspects' were at their normal location firing up the bong substitutes that deliver a pure, top strength hit of THC goodness. I'd never used one of these devices before (still take mine via joints) and a few seconds after the first hit I realised that I really, really needed to get to my inhaler before my lungs collapsed. It was fucking scary, I tell ya.

A combination of super strength weed and a delivery method that maximised the hit took me waaaaay outside my comfort zone...

[Yorick]

I've got a few bob and nice toys and live in my idea of paradise.
When I'm down I tell myself what I've got.

But just realised what really lifts me.

Just spent the weekend riding at Portimao race circuit.

First day was a washout, but rather than feel down, I realised just how happy I was to be at a race circuit.
Watching, looking, listening.
I've been doing this since 1982.

My head's been on cloud 9 for 3 days.

Hard to explain, but it's an amazing feeling.

Not just the riding, but just being there with like minded people.

[Buckaroo]

I've got a few bob and nice toys and live in my idea of paradise.
When I'm down I tell myself what I've got.

But just realised what really lifts me.

Just spent the weekend riding at Portimao race circuit.

First day was a washout, but rather than feel down, I realised just how happy I was to be at a race circuit.
Watching, looking, listening.
I've been doing this since 1982.

My head's been on cloud 9 for 3 days.

Hard to explain, but it's an amazing feeling.

Not just the riding, but just being there with like minded people.

Good for you Yozza. It's a wonderful thing, happiness, and often the source is right in front of us. We just stopped looking and made it complicated for ourselves.

[Taipan]

I often wonder if that's my Son's problem. He always focuses on the negative side of things. If on the same day he won the lottery and trod in dog shite, he'd spend the day moaning about the dog shit.

[Buckaroo]

I often wonder if that's my Son's problem. He always focuses on the negative side of things. If on the same day he won the lottery and trod in dog shite, he'd spend the day moaning about the dog shit.

I've mentioned this before, so apologies for repeating myself, but The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People provides many solutions and different ways of thinking that absolutely help. It's not always an easy read and requires some contemplation to get what Covey really means. As an ex master facilitator of TSHOHP, I can help if anyone actually reads the book and gets lost in the detail.

[Wossname]

“Count your blessings” doesn’t work for people with true depression. It can/ does make things worse.

“Yes, I know I’ve got all these advantages, things, money, support, love etc, so I shouldn’t feel this awful…. But I still do. What’s WRONG with me?”

[Yorick]

“Count your blessings” doesn’t work for people with true depression. It can/ does make things worse. “Yes, I know I’ve got all these advantages, things, money, support, love etc, so I shouldn’t feel this awful…. But I still do. What’s WRONG with me?”

I may have mentioned this before, but I'd rather be poorly in a nice place, rather than stuck somewhere cold n miserable.

[Cousin Jack]

I often wonder if that's my Son's problem. He always focuses on the negative side of things. If on the same day he won the lottery and trod in dog shite, he'd spend the day moaning about the dog shit.

That is pretty well the definition of depression.

[DefTrap]

I often wonder if that's my Son's problem. He always focuses on the negative side of things. If on the same day he won the lottery and trod in dog shite, he'd spend the day moaning about the dog shit.

Seafront promenade at Bournemouth, my 8yo youngest was acting-up / showing-off / misbehaving in that infuriating way that kids that age can do. As he stepped back to avoid another reprimand he trod straight in a pile of freshly laid doings, and then recoiling back in horror in the same movement a passing seagull shat on his head.

I laughed so hard I almost did myself a mischief.

[Buckaroo]

“Count your blessings” doesn’t work for people with true depression. It can/ does make things worse.

“Yes, I know I’ve got all these advantages, things, money, support, love etc, so I shouldn’t feel this awful…. But I still do. What’s WRONG with me?”

I have been through the depression and extreme anxiety mill twice in my life. Both took ages to work through. My dearest Dad, who I know loved me, always said "pull yourself together son. Remember you're a man, husband and father" . That perked me up no end. His father died in action in 1941 and he had a tough life because of it. He did his best and was a great father, he just needed a role model. I remind myself of this when dealing with my kids and their problems. So in a reverse logic way I learnt a lot from my Dad.

[darthpunk]

“Yes, I know I’ve got all these advantages, things, money, support, love etc, so I shouldn’t feel this awful…. But I still do. What’s WRONG with me?”

This is a "hit the nail right on the head" comment that fits me to a tee

You could have all the riches of the world and still be miserable, it's not always about that, it's being good enough for yourself, being good enough for other people, partner, kids etc, you will try your damnest, but yourself, that's the hardest person to please and least likely to believe

[Yorick]

When I was first diagnosed with anxiety. I remember what the doc said.

It's not cancer, it won't kill you. It's just temporary. It's bloody annoying. But it will pass.

So when I feel shit, I just wait for it to pass coz I know I'll be alright soon.
It may be an hour, later that day, or tomorrow. Just grin and bear it.

Sort of like a migraine. Bloody annoying, but just temporary. My migraines nowadays are not as bad as in my youth.

[Buckaroo]

When I was first diagnosed with anxiety. I remember what the doc said.

It's not cancer, it won't kill you. It's just temporary. It's bloody annoying. But it will pass.

So when I feel shit, I just wait for it to pass coz I know I'll be alright soon.
It may be an hour, later that day, or tomorrow. Just grin and bear it.

Sort of like a migraine. Bloody annoying, but just temporary. My migraines nowadays are not as bad as in my youth.

It really helps to know the triggers. Anxiety attacks can be caused by stacking micro triggers. Things that irritate you, and as they stack, you eventually break down with anxiety. Reduce or remove the stack before this point and you'll be less likely to have an attack.

[gremlin]

The Gremlinette had a flat tyre last night, so her car was running on the space-saver. I informed her that this wasn't a long term strategy, not least as it was on the front. She concurred. I ask if she wants to go and sort it now, get it done.

So we nip down to the local tyre place, me, her and my wallet, to see if it could be repaired. Short answer, no, but he had a new one, asked if I wanted it done, which I did.

I come back to the car and she's in a panic: why is he doing it now? Can we come back? I explained again about driving safety, but by now she's in tears and sweating. I ask her exactly what she's worried about. She tells me it that she now cannot leave and feels trapped. So I hold her hand and explain that, yes, we can leave, but that's letting the anxiety win. We can go for a walk, get a drink in the shop opposite, whatever we want to do. I also suggest to she refers to the hypnotherapy notes and do what he suggests. We sit and breathe (I'm good at breathing, me. So good I can do it in my sleep) and she's holding my hand and we talk shit for a while. Within 15 minutes, car is all done and she's all hyped and pleased that we'd done it.
She was so buzzing we cleaned the car to celebrate.

Little wins. Baby steps. Small victories.

So, some development, albeit mixed.

Gremlinette has had a few tests and one of the things picked up was low levels of vitamin B9,or folic acid if you prefer.

Symptoms? Tiredness, digestive issues, mouth ulcers, low mood, anxiety..all the things she's been describing. Great, as a prescription of B9 has been given and she's started taking them this week.

However, the last few weeks she's had fainting episodes, including one today where she knocked her head during the faint. FFS.

Spoken to her and she seems fine, although I've told her and her flat mates to keep an eye out for concussion symptoms. Apparently fainting is another symptom of low B9. I've told her to ring her GP come what may and let them know about this new development. Last check up her BP was bang on.

We seem to swap one issue for another.

[Noggin]

The Gremlinette had a flat tyre last night, so her car was running on the space-saver. I informed her that this wasn't a long term strategy, not least as it was on the front. She concurred. I ask if she wants to go and sort it now, get it done.

So we nip down to the local tyre place, me, her and my wallet, to see if it could be repaired. Short answer, no, but he had a new one, asked if I wanted it done, which I did.

I come back to the car and she's in a panic: why is he doing it now? Can we come back? I explained again about driving safety, but by now she's in tears and sweating. I ask her exactly what she's worried about. She tells me it that she now cannot leave and feels trapped. So I hold her hand and explain that, yes, we can leave, but that's letting the anxiety win. We can go for a walk, get a drink in the shop opposite, whatever we want to do. I also suggest to she refers to the hypnotherapy notes and do what he suggests. We sit and breathe (I'm good at breathing, me. So good I can do it in my sleep) and she's holding my hand and we talk shit for a while. Within 15 minutes, car is all done and she's all hyped and pleased that we'd done it.
She was so buzzing we cleaned the car to celebrate.

Little wins. Baby steps. Small victories.

So, some development, albeit mixed.

Gremlinette has had a few tests and one of the things picked up was low levels of vitamin B9,or folic acid if you prefer.

Symptoms? Tiredness, digestive issues, mouth ulcers, low mood, anxiety..all the things she's been describing. Great, as a prescription of B9 has been given and she's started taking them this week.

However, the last few weeks she's had fainting episodes, including one today where she knocked her head during the faint. FFS.

Spoken to her and she seems fine, although I've told her and her flat mates to keep an eye out for concussion symptoms. Apparently fainting is another symptom of low B9. I've told her to ring her GP come what may and let them know about this new development. Last check up her BP was bang on.

We seem to swap one issue for another.

Damn that's tough. BUT - if the B9 deficiency has been building for a while, then hopefully the prescription will sort things out.

It bugs me a bit that any symptoms of depression/anxiety gets treated first with anti depressants/anti anxiety meds when often there is an underlying cause that could be found with a range of blood tests or some sort of mental health appointment Not always obviously

Crossing everything that the prescription really helps her - and that the fainting doesn't happen again (or at least, near soft stuff!!)

Hugs to her and you guys xx

[Felix]

I am on folic acid as part of my B12 deficiency. Obviously B12 jags every 12 weeks, however. Tiredness, digestive issues, mouth ulcers, low mood, but not anxiety led my doctor to Coeliac disease. Once diagnosed and my diet was under control i was a less miserable fucker. If the digestive issues had anything to do with not wanting to be far from a shitter all day yet not having any accidents then get her to push to be tested for coeliac disease. I dont suffer depression but this was getting me down until diagnosed.