I dreamt about my mum all the time after her death and not nice dreams but with her really sick and i’d wake up and have a cry. The dreams did get better and less frequent. I remember the first one that I had that was nice, my mum was a lot younger in her 40s and she was really happy and laughing and looking at me with all this love and pride in her eyes. I woke up and had a cry but it was so nice that the good memories were coming back through in my dreams. It will get better for you.
I’ve been the opposite, weirdly. I was a neurotic OCD mess before this and I feel very calm and at peace now. I think I just needed some time to myself to sort some things out.
Now I’ve had enough alone time though and wanna get the fuck out of here.
I ran across this article from UW Medicine. It’s not super in-depth, and there’s nothing revolutionary in there, but it’s a quick read and I thought maybe people could get some value out of it.
I’m not one for suicidal tendencies, but I had a lot of thoughts tonight about how much better off a lot of people would be if I werent around.
Suppose that’s normal after fucking some things up, but those thoughts suck all the same. Especially since I tend to be a guy who does t just let stupid shit I’ve done go.
Been a while since I’ve had a sleepless night, but wouldnt be surprised if it goes that way tonight. My edible and melatonin have not produced the desired effects yet
Sleep does wonders for your mental state. Just remember you’re part of the human race and we all fuck up sometimes no matter how much we try not to. Stay safe.
I would say don’t dwell, but at the same time, don’t avoid your feelings.
Dwelling is a coping mechanism. It’s an unhealthy strategy to deal with difficult thoughts, feelings, and experiences.
But there are healthier ways to engage with and process our thoughts, feelings, and experiences. The things we dwell on don’t need to become obsessions. Sometimes we just need a new way to engage with the things before we can process and integrate or release them.
My really good friend last night described me as seeming “really happy” and it caught me off guard. I guess I am. I am sorry to make this post because I know people are struggling really badly. It’s just such a rare thing for someone to say to me.
I think covid really was a fantastic opportunity for me to face my demons head on and figure out exactly who I am and what I wanna be. I’m more social than I have ever been, I’m sleeping well, my anxiety and stress are low, my mood is usually fantastic. Usually in the past the only time I’d feel this way is if I just entered a relationship, but I’ve been alone for a long time now.
Anyway if you are struggling with depressive symptoms i strongly recommend giving meds a try. They’ve been life changing for me.
Daily shower/hygiene stuff
Clean sheets (and good sleep hygiene)
Eat regularly
Exercise
Daylight (lot of people are vitamin D deficient these days and it can cause depression iirc)
Keep living space clean
It’s amazing how often when I am depressed that I am not taking care of several of these. They can make a big difference. But I know when depressed these things can seem really difficult.
Don’t be sorry at all man. I would think most people would be happy to see someone who has struggled feeling good. Its happiness for you, and also a burst of hope for others. Keep sharing the good.
Something that always blows my mind is how much a lot of us pile on ourselves for things we fuck up, and constantly feeling we aren’t good enough. And then you read a few news headlines, and you realise how many people out there are doing astoundingly shitty things, continually, without any noticeable sign of self-admonishment.
I guess this is a clumsy way of saying, in the midst of our spirals we are often really harsh on ourselves. And its a cruel irony that those of us that try hard to be “good” seem to be hardest on ourselves if we make mistakes.
You’re a human. We’re all fucking things up all over the place.
Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I will try again tomorrow." ― Mary Anne Radmacher
Survivor’s guilt , commonly associated with PTSD, is when a person feels guilty because they survived a life-threatening event that others did not survive.
Okay potentially a weird question that doesn’t fit at all…
But is it possible you’re afraid that people will only connect with you through mutual suffering? That you’re scared allowing yourself to be happy might cost you the one thing you know people will connect with you over? That being happy right now might also be like stepping into an alternate universe not everyone can follow you into?