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It's 11:00, and I have to be up at 5:30 for work, but I can't sleep. I've been in bed for an hour now. Fuck.

STEPPED RELAXATION. DO IT. okay. lay supine. breathe comfortably and rhythmically, not too deeply as to be distracted. start at your toes, clencing your muscles as hard as you can on the inhale, relaxing them fully on the exhale. do this until you've intentionally and forcefully relaxed every muscle in your body, then just start focusing on the shape your breath makes as it enters and exits. only think about your breath.

unownunown wrote:STEPPED RELAXATION. DO IT. okay. lay supine. breathe comfortably and rhythmically, not too deeply as to be distracted. start at your toes, clencing your muscles as hard as you can on the inhale, relaxing them fully on the exhale. do this until you've intentionally and forcefully relaxed every muscle in your body, then just start focusing on the shape your breath makes as it enters and exits. only think about your breath.

I'll try it. Thanks.

Oh my god, I have a presentation to do Tuesday night and both me and my partner have procrastinated on it like mad. I REALLY just don't want to work on it right now.

IEatCats wrote:

unownunown wrote:STEPPED RELAXATION. DO IT. okay. lay supine. breathe comfortably and rhythmically, not too deeply as to be distracted. start at your toes, clencing your muscles as hard as you can on the inhale, relaxing them fully on the exhale. do this until you've intentionally and forcefully relaxed every muscle in your body, then just start focusing on the shape your breath makes as it enters and exits. only think about your breath.

I'll try it. Thanks.

Yeah, this works pretty well.

I'm going to have to try than on my next restless night.

i'm procrastinating soooo hard. oh my god. i've never written a research paper i've hated the process of writing so much. i might pull an all nighter just because i need regular breaks or i'll die of boredom.

My paper-writing skills are actually pretty decent, unlike my internettin' posts. But I fucking hate writing papers. Anyway, I gave up this semester. I'll retry next time.

i tend to do very well on writing assignments, but i hate doing them. i agree tho, the way i type online is not at all reflected in the way i write like, academic shit. and dude, it's cool. vacation term!

So, after having my life all changed up in the last month, I am officialky back to feeling like I was a couple of years ago. Say seven years ago. Meaning: fun times going out and getting drunk, creativity, meeting people but also anxiety, fear and lack of responsibility.

Let's see if we can turn this somewhere better than what happened last time.

the thing is making different choices, i think.

phantasmagorovich wrote:fun times going out and getting drunk, creativity, meeting people but also anxiety, fear and lack of responsibility.

Last time I felt like that, I met a girl, was engaged after thirteen days, married in two months, divorced in five months.

What a crazy time.

got barred from my favorite bar for getting into an argument with the manager over the way she treated my friend whilst they were dating. sent me into an uber depression....

saw Andrew W.K and came out of it

I'm crushed by this nearly overwhelming sense of insignificance. Not just in myself, but in life as a whole. I guess I just feel disconnected from this life, if it makes any sense. I guess it's part of the depression/anxiety manifesting in Dissociation, just in this case, it's a generalized derealization of the value of life, not in a suicidal way, though. Normally I find the insignificance empowering, but today it's just dreadful.

Sometimes, I feel like I'm the only on who knows it, too. Like Haulden Caulfield calling people and things "phony", in a sense.

I probably just need to get to bed earlier tonight. :\

IEatCats wrote:I'm crushed by this nearly overwhelming sense of insignificance. Not just in myself, but in life as a whole. I guess I just feel disconnected from this life, if it makes any sense. I guess it's part of the depression/anxiety manifesting in Dissociation, just in this case, it's a generalized derealization of the value of life, not in a suicidal way, though. Normally I find the insignificance empowering, but today it's just dreadful.

Sometimes, I feel like I'm the only on who knows it, too. Like Haulden Caulfield calling people and things "phony", in a sense.

I probably just need to get to bed earlier tonight. :\

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