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LETS ALL LAUGH AT PEOPLE WITH DEPRESSION!!
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Lyrica is the brand name most familiar for pregablin. Works great for some but side effects intolerable for others. Never been on it myself but my mother has.
I had serious issues with it when I was on it for anxiety. never again. It does seem to work very well for a lot of people, though.
I'm currently on sertraline for anxiety. I was on seroquel and lyrica together for anxiety and bi-polar, but since the sertraline is working well for the anxiety, I'm recognising mood changes very quickly and managing them without needing anything for the bi-polar, which is pretty awesome.
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Hi,
I only recently posted in another forum, just something happened and I felt the need to just talk anonymously. I'm after reading a lot of this thread, and I can honestly say, thank Christ, I am not alone (I don't mean for that to sound bad/as in??).
I just thought that the thoughts and emotions going through my head were unique to me, if you understand that?
I suffer from bipolar (type 2 seemingly), but I never investigated it to be honest (I don't want to know, ignorance is bliss). I've hid it from almost everyone the last few years (diagnosed 5 years).
I've been in my current job for near on 7 years. I never missed a single day. Its mad but, mentally I'm not quite there, but physically I'm flying through it. A lot of running and cycling, but I am very accident prone. But I still went to work, regardless of what was going on in my life.
I had to walk way from work last week. Destroying a perfect attendance.
I had spoken with a family member, earlier during that particular day. In retrospect, I know it wasn't like me to be probably incoherent and just babbling, basically talking shoite (but my mind cracked, it couldn't keep going).
It was only through whatever fate that exists, that a Garda put his hand on my shoulder and dragged me back, just when I had gotten over the fear of the cold and that fear
of hitting the water. I wasn't shouting out for help, far from it. That Garda, saved my life, when it was the lowest (I'd say he still doesn't realise what he did that day).
The medication that I've been on, you wouldn't believe. I have the gift of the gab and can talk myself out of any situation. Now, in hindsight, that isn't such a great
skill after all. To be honest lads, these things going through my head.....are becoming incessant. They have no logic, but yet so much control. I know some people will give out and say, keep going with your meds and that... I do, I just think the doctors are just as exhausted as I am now.
To all of ye out there, who read this thread, ye need to be honest! There is no point in spending a lifetime in your own personal prison. Talk to people, Christ! talk to whoever!
If its the Samaritans, please talk. Don't get yourself into such a state where the only answer you'll find, is a permanent one. It does get to a terrible stage, where you have set
out your fate. Nobody wants to die, but some of us feel the need to (if that makes any sense?).
We should never have the need nor desire to die
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The biggest single surprise for me from starting this thread (and there have been a number of them!) is the sheer response to it. I honestly thought a few people might recognise what I was saying. I didn't think it would last a week. Mostly I thought AH would laugh and slag and I was ok with that, in fact I was ready for that! I wasn't ready for this...
So many people posting here, so many I've talked to, so many who have written in private or referred to this thread in person... just so many people out there saying the same things we see on this thread month in month out. Its scary that there are so many but good that we are uniting in some way, telling our stories so that people can see... "I'm not alone".0 -
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Shaz... there are so many red flags in that post it could be a Chinese New Year.
You absolutely need to talk to someone about this. Its not going to go away and its going to get worse. By your own admission you are isolating yourself, experiencing paranoia, lack of sleep, emotional swings, poor concentration etc. In three paragraphs.
Its ok to say "I don't think I'm ok". Its a sign of strength. If you sit down and examine *why* you don't want to say that I'm going to go out on a limb and put 1000 euros on you realising its a mixture of misplaced pride, and fear. And you know what, fnck both of those things.
Congrats on pressing the Submit button. I spent 3 weeks hovering the mouse over it myself. That's the first step, so you are on the road now. Next step is to talk to someone about why you feel this way and more importantly how you go about managing your mental health to ensure you get this under control.
You say "Laying in bed at night crying for no reason, or my mind wanders to horrible places and I feel awful about myself" <--- that right there... that's something you can do something about immediately. When your mind wanders, you are handing the reigns of your mental health to your subconscious. Don't let that happen, correct your thinking the moment you start to wander like that. Immediately focus on something real and current. Your breathing, your surroundings, the bedclothes, anything... just don't let your mind wander like that. That's a good step but you also need counselling. (I'm not a counsellor nor am I a professional, I'm a fellow traveller).
Baby steps... if you don't feel comfortable talking to your doctor (and believe me, he wont bat an eyelid at this, he's heard it all 100 times before, probably every single day I'm sorry to say), then look up a counsellor in your area: http://www.counsellingdirectory.ie/
Make a single appointment for probably 50 - 60 quid and see what you think of them. First visit you don't even have to get into anything, just see if you feel comfortable with the person.
This isn't going to go away and saying "I feel fine now, it was all just a bad day" is like saying the 'flu doesn't exist because you don't currently have it.
Much respect for posting, I know that aint easy, so you've taken probably the hardest step of admitting to yourself things aren't right. Now you need to not stick your head in the sand and deal with it. Its not as hard as you think and its worth it. So worth it.0 -
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DeVore & Gremlinertia - thank you both so much for taking the time to reply with such thoughtful & helpful posts. It helps to see a complete outsider's view, and know that I would have reason for talking to my doctor or a counsellor. I would 100% agree that it's fear & pride keeping me from saying anything, but reading both of your posts have made me realise that maybe I could approach my own doctor about it. I do think it'll probably take me more time to build up to making the appointment, but you've definitely helped me realise that yes, he probably does get this every day.
I'm a big supporter of people talking about their mental health issues, and helping it to become less of a taboo here, but it turns out it's a lot harder when applied to myself. And Gremlinertia, I may even steal your idea of writing it down for my doctor, I think I would feel a lot more comfortable doing that.0 -
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Let me tell you a story of one of my oldest and best friends. He's a doctor. We've known each other since we were 12 and we've been through the good times and the bad together. I'd trust him with my life. He specialises in sexual health and like most people I'm not much into talking about my sexual health. But I'm getting middle-aged now and I figured, maybe I should see what I should do about checkups or whatever I should probably be doing at my age. So, I asked my friend, why not I mean, he's one of the best in the business.
So I cornered him on his own and asked him about it. He asked me some basic questions and then some not so basic questions and then says "Have you ever <insert the most *graphic* sexual practise you can imagine here>." Now, I've been online for a quarter of a century, I've seen tubgirl and goatse and all of those over and over again and nothing really phases me but my eyes were like :eek: .... I had to laugh like "Jesus H man, you cant just ask me a thing like that and by the way NO, No, noooo I have never done that, or anything like that and now I need the brain bleach, Christ WTF?! Dear God... that's not something you ask a friend no matter HOW long we've known each other."
He looked at me and laughed and looked a bit embarrassed and apologised saying "Sorry, I forget sometimes that normal people aren't as inured to the range of things we deal with every day".
Its like that with mental health. The thing you think is "omg, how could I ever reveal this to anyone who knew me... what would they think of me,... the horror" wont even give him a moments pause, he's probably already seen 3 people this week with similar stories. Doctors... they see the sickest of us all and their experience is so vast that what's common to them, would shock most of us 0 -
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