Have you/family member/friend etc, ever suffered from a mental illness?
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My grandma survived for FAR too long with Alzheimer's disease. I've heard people say that their grandparents had "the worst" Alzheimer's that resulted in them not even recognizing family members, but it pales in comparison to:
-Forgetting how to eat
-Forgetting English
-Constantly aware that "something is wrong" and in a constant state of terror for it
-Mistaking family members for rapists (that was goddamned TRAUMATIC)
That's the most dramatic of it. The next worst was a depressed aunt, and pretty much no other mental illness.
-Forgetting how to eat
-Forgetting English
-Constantly aware that "something is wrong" and in a constant state of terror for it
-Mistaking family members for rapists (that was goddamned TRAUMATIC)
That's the most dramatic of it. The next worst was a depressed aunt, and pretty much no other mental illness.
Most members of my family have suffered from Depression. I myself have slightly paranoid thoughts - there are occasions where I have to seriously (and I mean seriously) convince myself that I'm not living in some sort of Truman-Show like universe in which people are monitoring what I say and do all the time. I have caught myself seriously believing that there were forces (not supernatural forces) controlling my life, determining what would happen to me, as some sort of elaborate experiment.
I know, I know, I KNOW how crazy these thoughts are. I am not NEARLY important enough for people to spend time monitoring my life. The worst thing is, the better my life is going, the more convinced I am that someone is pulling strings in my favor.
It's getting worse - I'm starting to develop a real problem with paranoia. A month or so ago I spent about an hour checking my room for small hidden cameras. It's pure madness.
I don't think I need medication yet, but I am worried that I am losing my mind. Anytime something good happens to me, I think "okay, what are they planning?". Anytime something bad happens to me, I think that it's a reverse-psychology trick to convince me that there's no conspiracy around my life.
But I know how crazy these thoughts are. But its seriously weird to have a rational part of your brain that knows full well that I am a relative nobody who is just living a normal life, and a crazy part of me which thinks that there is an overarching Machiavellian plot to control my life.
I know, I know, I KNOW how crazy these thoughts are. I am not NEARLY important enough for people to spend time monitoring my life. The worst thing is, the better my life is going, the more convinced I am that someone is pulling strings in my favor.
It's getting worse - I'm starting to develop a real problem with paranoia. A month or so ago I spent about an hour checking my room for small hidden cameras. It's pure madness.
I don't think I need medication yet, but I am worried that I am losing my mind. Anytime something good happens to me, I think "okay, what are they planning?". Anytime something bad happens to me, I think that it's a reverse-psychology trick to convince me that there's no conspiracy around my life.
But I know how crazy these thoughts are. But its seriously weird to have a rational part of your brain that knows full well that I am a relative nobody who is just living a normal life, and a crazy part of me which thinks that there is an overarching Machiavellian plot to control my life.
I have dyspraxia, my mother has Multiple Schlorosis, my great grandmother had dementia, and I dunno what else.
I have depression. Which lead to alcoholism at one point. And then me letting myself be used by countless men for the sake of wanting to feel loved. :/
I've been on a low for years now. Pretty much lost everyone I've ever loved because of it. Lost a job, nearly failed school. Sometimes I wonder why I keep moving forward. I guess video games help a lot.
..it's nice that the internet puts everyone on the same level. Less judgements.
People just tell me I'm lazy or hyper-sensitive. And that I need to stop being depressed. -_-
Yes, I'd like to stop, thanks.
I just fall apart so easily because I feel things so strongly.
And bad shit just seems to keep happening.
It's really hard to cope with it when it seems everything you do ends up being a mistake. And everyone fucking leaves. I just can't trust people anymore. Life is so goddamn lonely all the time. You try and be a good person and do nothing but love and you still end up fucked in the ass and all alone.
I've been on a low for years now. Pretty much lost everyone I've ever loved because of it. Lost a job, nearly failed school. Sometimes I wonder why I keep moving forward. I guess video games help a lot.
..it's nice that the internet puts everyone on the same level. Less judgements.
People just tell me I'm lazy or hyper-sensitive. And that I need to stop being depressed. -_-
Yes, I'd like to stop, thanks.
I just fall apart so easily because I feel things so strongly.
And bad shit just seems to keep happening.
It's really hard to cope with it when it seems everything you do ends up being a mistake. And everyone fucking leaves. I just can't trust people anymore. Life is so goddamn lonely all the time. You try and be a good person and do nothing but love and you still end up fucked in the ass and all alone.
for whatever little it may mean, i really do feel sorry for you. both of you. i cant imagine what that's like. i used to fall apart just as easily, and as of late, i have had 2 friends move away, and have dropped out of contact with the few people i knew from my old school. 2 of my best friends.Arthran said:
its not even close to what you have to go through, but i know your pain, at least a little, and wish i could do more to help.
all i can do now is wish you luck. just keep on trying, no matter how hard it gets. it will get better, some day, and its all you can do, all anyone can do really, to just keep on moving.
Well let's see, in terms of family members, I have a cousin who's schizophrenic and basically my whole family has had some degree of social anxiety disorder that we all still struggle with, either from time to time or on a semi-consist basis. It's probably been the worst in me, as I've also dealt with depression in addition to a crippling shyness, though my condition is improving. It took a suicide attempt, a lot of nurses and doctors attending to me for awhile, family counseling and some private therapy that'll be starting soon, but I think I've gotten a lot better since the end of this summer, which was a bloody awful time. The situation's a bit more complicated than the way I've explained it, but yeah.