Currently most of the days I'm feeling unwell or depressed or uncomfortable like never before. It's not even that much about anxiety, but more about feeling disconnected and losing interest in things I've used to enjoy and spend time doing. This happened mostly if not entirely because of the way I was abusing benzos and gabapentin in the past.

Currently on paper I'm "alright" with the meds I'm taking and following doc's orders but the way I'm feeling is quite far from alright.
Just wanted to went here a bit and see if someone can relate or provide some advice on how to cope with this.

I am indeed...but I dont know when I'm not tbh. I dont have any advice...just keep pulling through and one day this will all be a memory.

I haven't been alright in years. And I didn't even need to abuse anything to get this way.

If the meds aren't making you feel ok, have you looked into other things? Therapy, exercise etc.?

wait for 2021.

Lockdown and the lack of social contact is taking its toll on lots of people mentally - just have to wait this out until the situation is handled and they make things safe again x

I always have been really. I've never really been OK. My best is other people's terrible.

I wasn’t doing well at all even before Covid and lockdowns so now I am even worse. I pretty much have lost all hope of things getting better anytime soon.

I was waiting on 2020 -_-


But no, I hope 2021 will be a much better year. We all need it.

It's been a tricky year, and the pandemic isn't even in the top 3 bad things for me.

I have a fledgling kratom addiction atm.. taken so much in the evenings its likely to induce some nasty withdrawal.

On the plus, side, despite many **** things happening, it might just be that these things were exactly the kind of pain I needed to move on with my life, finally. My mindset finally changed, so I really do see pain as growth opportunities, as wanky as that sounds.

But it would be nice if the universe spread them out a bit, pls? kk?

not much has happened for the last 2 years. usual ups and downs. some really down times. sometimes i think my life is so glorious. probably a symptom of my insanity. its always been a bit tough, but if it wasn't i think it'd be boring.

Not that long ago I was in a similar boat. I try to occupy myself though it can sometimes become 'a bit too much' to really ignore at some points.

not me, haha. 2019 was actually pretty good for me. 2020 had a bad start for me already.



and yeah for sure.

all those that are, I wish you the best and hope things get better soon x

Well, let's see. My 64-year-old dad had a stroke in January and hasn't been the same since. He lost a lot of cognitive ability, impulse control, memory, logic, stuff like that. When the doctors were looking into that, they let us know that he also has stage 4 bladder cancer. Then Coronavirus hit so we've had to be exceptionally careful with everything, because with the chemo he's at extreme risk. My mom is retired so the two of them basically sit at home all day sniping at each other and making all of us miserable.

Just yesterday we got the letter telling my dad about his "voluntary resignation" from his job, because the doctors couldn't say when or even IF he'd be able to return, because of the stroke and the cancer. So his insurance holds out through the end of the month, but he can't start Social Security until October. So I have no idea how we're going to make it through August and September. Obviously I need to get a job and help out in this situation but my parents are adamant that they don't want me working right now with the Coronavirus because if I got it, my dad would get it and then he'd be dead. We've got my mom's social security and savings, but that's it.

And I'm supposed to continue with my second degree in August, but at this point it feels like a total waste of time and money -- I should be working full-time instead. But my parents disagree. Part of me just wants to bail on this whole ****show and start living my own life, but I feel too indebted to my parents, not to mention guilty that I might miss the last few weeks, months or years of my dad's life.

So, yeah, 'tough times' is a bit of an understatement. But when it rains it pours, right?

i don't like being single if that counts.

I feel like I don't matter to anyone. If I message someone, they often just give me a really short reply, or not even at all.

Been very tough lately - there's no denying that. But I started my bipolar meds again, or actually I slowly increased the dose and I'm feeling a bit better. Will start seeing the new shrink lady I saw a while ago and see how we go with that.

Op I would be careful with the benzos - but you probably already know that. Don't know about the other one you mentioned but I've heard it can create a tolerance too I think. I had a huge Xanax addiction for years - it's horrible to get off them so please try and stop before you get to that point.

I don't intend to sound selfish, not at all. But in your case there are clear signs from objective point of view why one might say that it's tough for them and absolutely everyone would understand.
Those things, hardship, is incredibly hard to compare without getting into another person's skin. If we can all agree that let's say very severe depression at the point when the person all could think is suicide is as bad as it gets.. Then the question arises how can we compare circumstantial and chemical hardship.

Life is tough but u must push forward everyday