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Cold shower, potato chips and a hoodie.

That's my only solution.

adrianlee wrote:Cold shower, potato chips and a hoodie.

That's my only solution.

Just don't make it a lifestyle.

Dammmit, I am super bummed about the Bass Master crapping out. Perfect time of the year to make noise in the garage, and I'm the mood for t00bfuzzdoompunk instead of solid state grinding. Totally shoulda kept my Valve Jr. until I had the Traynor - Laney dual head action working FO' SHO.

grindonomicon wrote:^ If she's done some shit like that, call a police officer to come to the house when she comes to get stuff. It works. You will be suprised how little shit goes on when there's a cop waiting for her to get her stuff and get out. And then you get to chat with the police. They always have entertaining stories when they're bored on the job. Then you have a nice police officer and your therapist on your side if the trumped up restraining order comes up.

this

today i had to get out of bed and answer the phone message from the electric company...apparently Kim hadn't paid the electric bill in 2 months and they were going to shut off the power if it wasn't paid by tomorrow. so panic, weepy long conversation with the customer rep, months-long extension to pay in installments, application for low-income assistance now that i'm all alone and living on unemployment...so now i'm just DYING to do anything else today. but i need to call some county mental and medical places, and i'm supposed to see my therapist this evening. i so don't want anyone to see me like this, though.

adrianlee wrote:Cold shower, potato chips and a hoodie.

That's my only solution.

I washed my hair in cold water, couldn't bare to have a full cold shower in this weather.

S'alright... some prick from my block of flats had turned it off at the valve outside and taped the door of the meter shut... some kind of back handed fuck you for something I guess, a simple note would have sufficed.

dubkitty wrote:today i had to get out of bed and answer the phone message from the electric company...apparently Kim hadn't paid the electric bill in 2 months and they were going to shut off the power if it wasn't paid by tomorrow. so panic, weepy long conversation with the customer rep, months-long extension to pay in installments, application for low-income assistance now that i'm all alone and living on unemployment...so now i'm just DYING to do anything else today. but i need to call some county mental and medical places, and i'm supposed to see my therapist this evening. i so don't want anyone to see me like this, though.

aww shit.. dude.. it's getting really fucked up... I'm really sorry I can't give you more than a virtual
hope it helps, tho
I just feel weird saying something like "hey that helped me, try that" to a man that was 35 to 40 years old when i was born (i think you're 54 so that would mean you were 36 when I was born) but I like to just get on my motorbike (or car if you don't have a motorbike) and drive around aimlessly (just make sure you have enough gas... i have had bad experiences with empty fuel tanks...) while listening to music you like... just appreciating the beautiful landscapes and villages you're driving through (idk if you live in a city.. i live on the countryside so it's lots of woods, fields, farms and small villages with miles of nothing but fields and woods in between them).. when I get home again I always feel relaxed, better just generally more confident... maybe it helps..

it does help...knowing that someone's out there who cares means everything, more than gold and jewels. i actually did get out of the house for a little while, long enough to go to the store a third of a mile down the road and get a sandwich. i thought i'd better try to eat something more nutritious than toast and cheese sticks, which is all i can cope with making myself right now. not to mention the whole question of "can i eat this, and if i eat this can i keep it down?"

Getting out of the house when possible is probably not a bad idea. Doesn't even matter where you go. Get a bit of exercise too, even if it's just walking somewhere. Anything.
When I'm feeling especially anxious, these two things tend to help...make sure your house doesn't become a stifling prison, and if it does, remove yourself for a while.

Just try to take care of yourself, even when you don't want to.

word to all the advice given.

I started having panic attacks, and I would just go and get a cup of coffee somewhere and walk around outside. I started smoking cigarettes and that helped, and I don't advocate smoking, and I'm gonna stop once I'm better, but it helped me. I figured having a pack of cigarettes was better than losing my mind

I honestly believe that all psychiatric problems can be solved by psychedelic drugs.

Either you end up insane, or you become the most awesome person ever.
In some cases, the first can seem like the latter. True story.

alexa. wrote:I honestly believe that all psychiatric problems can be solved by psychedelic drugs.

Either you end up insane, or you become the most awesome person ever.
In some cases, the first can seem like the latter. True story.

lol, it's always important to be careful with what you put in your body. As someone who suffers from a mental disorder, I use drugs recreationally to cope and quite often go too far or use at an inappropriate time or out of desperation. Some things help, some don't. Most rec drugs won't actually help and it's silly to expect them to, but if you can enjoy them appropriately without them hurting you, maybe that enjoyment is really the medicine you need at that moment.

Tobacco doesn't help anxiety. Smoking is a stimulant which will actually aggravate you. That said, I still do it, especially when I'm anxious.

I consider myself a pro at what not to do, yet an amateur at actually learning from these mistakes. It's a shitty, shitty cycle. The last few years have sucked so much for me that I had to hit rock bottom a couple times to actually shake off all the extra weight hanging on me and start over again with new ideas of what it means to be healthy, happy and productive.

That said, I have heard things about MDMA(ecstasy) being used in experimental psychotherapy especially among groups of people in the realm of conflict resolution. That I can see having some potential. I believe mushrooms however are too temperamental for people who lack stability and security.

EDIT: Oh yeah, benzos are the shit. I just got a new script filled and am feeling pretty dandy at the moment. It's like all the best parts of being drunk without anything else.

the thing that scares me about doing mdma is that afterwards you will be chemically incapable of being as happy as you were while on e

ashdown wrote:the thing that scares me about doing mdma is that afterwards you will be chemically incapable of being as happy as you were while on e

Welp, there's another reasons this is staying off my list.

@ashdown: just propaganda. srsly. do your research. (didn't try it tho and it's not my cup of tea)

@snipelfritz: heh, word. I started stopping myself doing something stupid and try to do what's right. it's still in the experimental stage, but has really promising results so far. (lol)
sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind, and then I see how actually my mind is making up drama and talking to itself and I'm like "wat" and I just snap out of it and it's all sex.

last week I was fucked up and I pushed myself far with 'stuff', it was fucking horrible. but the next morning I was really stable and my mind was clear. not recommended tho. I barely made it back, and in retrospect, I won't be doing that kind of stuff anytime soon.

dunno, srsly, life is a fucking rpg after I started meditating from time to time
meditation > drugs
AND it enhances your drug experiences.

also, meditation kinda makes DMT in ur brainz so you can trip while u meditate if you know how to meditate properly. nothing and all.

edit: and yeah, drug abuse sux ass imo.

some of my problems were exascerbated by using too much LSD. some folks say that marijuana is bad for me, too. in retrospect, it seemed like the year or so i quit smoking was the only time in the last five years of my relationship with Kim that we got along.