So, I'm not really happy...on the surface things seem great, I have a decent job, Chiefs are kicking ass, I have a nice crib in the country, a couple cars, play some music on the weekends...
But I'm absolutely depressed. I miss my daughter, I miss my ex-girlfriend, Brittney...
I want to move to NY, but I have to wait for my job.
So, it seems like I'm stuck here, at least for a bit...
Not much is bringing me pleasure, I was so depressed today at work...I get weird thoughts, not like I want to hurt myself, but just...musings on the pointlessness of going to work every single day, just to pay to exist, just to really pay for the kid that I never see...
I'm actually pretty damn lonely, even in a roomful of people.
Originally Posted by rabblerouser:
Damn, Chubby's closed?
Used to go there for after gig meals back when I was jamming at Blayneys and GE...
Time waits for no one. Not even Chubbys diner.
Dude, that's how I felt about the original Lucille's in Westport back in the day. Super awesome f****** chili cheese fries that just wouldn't quit, an absolutely killer place to get together after the bar and after shows. [Reply]
Originally Posted by Claysexual:
Dude, that's how I felt about the original Lucille's in Westport back in the day. Super awesome f****** chili cheese fries that just wouldn't quit, an absolutely killer place to get together after the bar and after shows.
Originally Posted by Otter:
Get your ass in your car, move to NY and get job as a waiter or loading trucks in the meantime. If your company isn't going to keep you on or hire you back because you have to move a couple states over, trust me, you're not that valuable to them in the first place.
If you keep waiting for the perfect moment like Mary Poppins is going to kiss you on the forehead and take you for a ride on her umbrella you'll never move.
Originally Posted by rabblerouser:
Fighting through it, but man am I completely overwhelmed at this point...
Starting tomorrow morning get off your ass and get busy with preparing to move and whatever else you need to take care of. Give yourself something to focus on so you aren't wallowing in your depression.
I know that's way easier said than done but it's what you're going to have to do to be close with your daughter. Sitting around doing nothing and letting your depression consume you only makes it worse.
If you're doing all of that and you still feel that badly, get to a doctor or psychologist and get professional help. Nothing to be ashamed of, but you've got to do something different, because what you're currently doing clearly isn't working. [Reply]
Originally Posted by Superturtle:
Starting tomorrow morning get off your ass and get busy with preparing to move and whatever else you need to take care of. Give yourself something to focus on so you aren't wallowing in your depression.
I know that's way easier said than done but it's what you're going to have to do to be close with your daughter. Sitting around doing nothing and letting your depression consume you only makes it worse.
If you're doing all of that and you still feel that badly, get to a doctor or psychologist and get professional help. Nothing to be ashamed of, but you've got to do something different, because what you're currently doing clearly isn't working.
I've been getting waves of anxiety alternating with these crushing lows where I get absolutely overwhelmed...but you're 100% accurate in your assessment.
I went to the doctor, we tried Effexor (?) & Klonipin when I quit smoking pot, but it was absolutely impossible to get a follow up in a timely fashion; when I did, I just told him I was 'doing better' and didn't need the meds...
I mean, I lied, I'm not better at all...but I'm afraid if I told them the truth they'd lock me up.
Originally Posted by rabblerouser:
I've been getting waves of anxiety alternating with these crushing lows where I get absolutely overwhelmed...but you're 100% accurate in your assessment.
I went to the doctor, we tried Effexor (?) & Klonipin when I quit smoking pot, but it was absolutely impossible to get a follow up in a timely fashion; when I did, I just told him I was 'doing better' and didn't need the meds...
I mean, I lied, I'm not better at all...but I'm afraid if I told them the truth they'd lock me up.
Shit gets real.
The doctor isn't going to send you to a mental hospital because your starting dose of antidepressants wasn't strong enough for what you need. Only thing you'd be possibly admitted for would be thoughts of self harm, and if things are that bad you need to be monitored until things get better anyway. [Reply]
