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I guess anxiety can come in here.

I'll try and keep it this short.

I used to think people who had out-of-the-blue, one-off bouts of anxiety were just soft and hypochondriacs.

I've been feeling off in the last few days. Physically and mentally I'm just shot. I have this huge bombardment of uni work due in the next two weeks (then the semester is thankfully over). I really enjoy life and I'm not depressed, but I am stressed the **** out. I go to uni and all this work is just doing my head in. I come home and the house is a ****ing mess. My housemates are people I despise. There's one good bloke, but he's always out, and the other housemate (a Swede. A normal bloke I could just have a beer and watch the soccer with) moved out last semester. These six other people are the epitome of self-centred arseholes. Staying up until 3am and leaving the place a ****ing mess.

I can't even come home to relax. This afternoon just epitomises it. This arseh*le, boyfriend of some mental bitch I live with, is just staring at me when I come in. Making me feel uncomfortable in a place he doesn't even ****ing inhabit. Then I can't relax... an alarm is going off in the room next door.

I called my parents and had a bit of a cry. Feeling a lot better and the dizziness has gone. Getting out of the house for a few days as of tomorrow night, so hopefully I'll be feeling better.

Just so ****ing over this.
 
Silent Alarm said:
I guess anxiety can come in here.

I'll try and keep it this short.

I used to think people who had out-of-the-blue, one-off bouts of anxiety were just soft and hypochondriacs.

I've been feeling off in the last few days. Physically and mentally I'm just shot. I have this huge bombardment of uni work due in the next two weeks (then the semester is thankfully over). I really enjoy life and I'm not depressed, but I am stressed the **** out. I go to uni and all this work is just doing my head in. I come home and the house is a ******* mess. My housemates are people I despise. There's one good bloke, but he's always out, and the other housemate (a Swede. A normal bloke I could just have a beer and watch the soccer with) moved out last semester. These six other people are the epitome of self-centred arseholes. Staying up until 3am and leaving the place a ******* mess.

I can't even come home to relax. This afternoon just epitomises it. This arseh*le, boyfriend of some mental bitch I live with, is just staring at me when I come in. Making me feel uncomfortable in a place he doesn't even ******* inhabit. Then I can't relax... an alarm is going off in the room next door.

I called my parents and had a bit of a cry. Feeling a lot better and the dizziness has gone. Getting out of the house for a few days as of tomorrow night, so hopefully I'll be feeling better.

Just so ******* over this.
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Silent Alarm said:
I guess anxiety can come in here.

I'll try and keep it this short.

I used to think people who had out-of-the-blue, one-off bouts of anxiety were just soft and hypochondriacs.

I've been feeling off in the last few days. Physically and mentally I'm just shot. I have this huge bombardment of uni work due in the next two weeks (then the semester is thankfully over). I really enjoy life and I'm not depressed, but I am stressed the **** out. I go to uni and all this work is just doing my head in. I come home and the house is a ******* mess. My housemates are people I despise. There's one good bloke, but he's always out, and the other housemate (a Swede. A normal bloke I could just have a beer and watch the soccer with) moved out last semester. These six other people are the epitome of self-centred arseholes. Staying up until 3am and leaving the place a ******* mess.

I can't even come home to relax. This afternoon just epitomises it. This arseh*le, boyfriend of some mental bitch I live with, is just staring at me when I come in. Making me feel uncomfortable in a place he doesn't even ******* inhabit. Then I can't relax... an alarm is going off in the room next door.

I called my parents and had a bit of a cry. Feeling a lot better and the dizziness has gone. Getting out of the house for a few days as of tomorrow night, so hopefully I'll be feeling better.

Just so ******* over this.
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Give this a blast

http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/mindbody/a/Meditation.htm

Unfortunately our world's always gona be populated by arseholes
 
Go to your GP and get some quetiapine. It will instantly make you fall asleep for the first week or so, but after that should calm the nerves and allow you to think clearer.
 
Silent Alarm said:
I guess anxiety can come in here.

I'll try and keep it this short.

I used to think people who had out-of-the-blue, one-off bouts of anxiety were just soft and hypochondriacs.

I've been feeling off in the last few days. Physically and mentally I'm just shot. I have this huge bombardment of uni work due in the next two weeks (then the semester is thankfully over). I really enjoy life and I'm not depressed, but I am stressed the **** out. I go to uni and all this work is just doing my head in. I come home and the house is a ******* mess. My housemates are people I despise. There's one good bloke, but he's always out, and the other housemate (a Swede. A normal bloke I could just have a beer and watch the soccer with) moved out last semester. These six other people are the epitome of self-centred arseholes. Staying up until 3am and leaving the place a ******* mess.

I can't even come home to relax. This afternoon just epitomises it. This arseh*le, boyfriend of some mental bitch I live with, is just staring at me when I come in. Making me feel uncomfortable in a place he doesn't even ******* inhabit. Then I can't relax... an alarm is going off in the room next door.

I called my parents and had a bit of a cry. Feeling a lot better and the dizziness has gone. Getting out of the house for a few days as of tomorrow night, so hopefully I'll be feeling better.

Just so ******* over this.
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Move into a place where you like the people. This time in your life you deserve to live with people you get along with and revel in the fact that, beyond study, you don't have much to worry about.

It sounds like you're living in the wrong environment.

Find some friends at uni whom you like and get a share house together. Lifes too short to live with arseholes.
 
nicky said:
Move into a place where you like the people. This time in your life you deserve to live with people you get along with and revel in the fact that, beyond study, you don't have much to worry about.

It sounds like you're living in the wrong environment.

Find some friends at uni whom you like and get a share house together. Lifes too short to live with arseholes.
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Except it's not very easy to find some friends. Actually, it can be very difficult. IMO roll the dice and move somewhere better. There will always be somewhere better, but living with new mates you just find isn't going to happen. Needs coping mechanisms.
 
UseYourIllusion said:
Except it's not very easy to find some friends. Actually, it can be very difficult. IMO roll the dice and move somewhere better. There will always be somewhere better, but living with new mates you just find isn't going to happen. Needs coping mechanisms.
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I reckon when you're 18 and at uni you can take a chance on these things.
 
nicky said:
Move into a place where you like the people. This time in your life you deserve to live with people you get along with and revel in the fact that, beyond study, you don't have much to worry about.

It sounds like you're living in the wrong environment.

Find some friends at uni whom you like and get a share house together. Lifes too short to live with arseholes.
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Well that's obvious.

But I moved to Perth after growing up a few hours outside of the city. A lot of my country mates had gap years, so on-campus was my best/cheapest bet.

I think it's just to be expected that you'll live with arseholes. It's just about minimising how many of them there are, and how bad they are. I've been coping well all year, but in these last two weeks of living with them.. it's just all added up. I'm feeling a heap better today, though.
 
Before Eating Sushi Understand Being Titillating Lightens Emotions. Wise In This Habit You Ostentatiously Utter ******edly A Demure Vow In Crappy English; "I'm Not ****ing Up This Uncooked Refection Ensemble."
 
Diagnosed with Depression a couple of months back.

I've been doing everything I can to make myself happy. The healthy habits work for a certain period of time, but then when I sit still for more than 5 minutes, I start thinking about the shit things in life.

It's such a bitch, I just want to feel better. I want to enjoy life again but it feels like such a massive hill to climb. I've lost interest in most of the things I used to love, (Hawthorn, Footy, Skating, Golf, Soccer, Basketball, Surfing to name a few..) and have no motivation to do anything, even get out of bed. But I'm forcing myself to start Guitar lessons, and watch all of Arsenal's games. It's just sad how I couldn't have given a flying **** if we lost against Adelaide, and have chosen to save my money and not go to the Grand Final, even though I am a Full AFL member with club support & my Dad is going. I'm losing interest, and it brings me to tears as I don't understand why. I really am not too interested about the GF, I haven't checked Fox Sports or RealFooty in the past week, and only come on here because I lurk on the Soccer/Basketball forums.

Sorry for the rant, but yes it is a bitch, Depression. :(
 
Hand said:
Diagnosed with Depression a couple of months back.

I've been doing everything I can to make myself happy. The healthy habits work for a certain period of time, but then when I sit still for more than 5 minutes, I start thinking about the shit things in life.

It's such a bitch, I just want to feel better. I want to enjoy life again but it feels like such a massive hill to climb. I've lost interest in most of the things I used to love, (Hawthorn, Footy, Skating, Golf, Soccer, Basketball, Surfing to name a few..) and have no motivation to do anything, even get out of bed. But I'm forcing myself to start Guitar lessons, and watch all of Arsenal's games. It's just sad how I couldn't have given a flying **** if we lost against Adelaide, and have chosen to save my money and not go to the Grand Final, even though I am a Full AFL member with club support & my Dad is going. I'm losing interest, and it brings me to tears as I don't understand why. I really am not too interested about the GF, I haven't checked Fox Sports or RealFooty in the past week, and only come on here because I lurk on the Soccer/Basketball forums.

Sorry for the rant, but yes it is a bitch, Depression. :(
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You'll get there Hand. That lack of enjoyment (anhedonia) is a common symptom of depression. It also sounds like you're depressed about being depressed. I'd suggest recommencing some o' those previously pleasurable activities, despite your " get up & go" having got up and gone. Don't overdo it, small steps (fake it, 'til ya make it). I don't normally advocate medication as a first step, however it appears there's some neurovegetative symptons that may respond well to an SSRI antidepressant
 

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CLUBMEDhurst said:
You'll get there Hand. That lack of enjoyment (anhedonia) is a common symptom of depression. It also sounds like you're depressed about being depressed. I'd suggest recommencing some o' those previously pleasurable activities, despite your " get up & go" having got up and gone. Don't overdo it, small steps (fake it, 'til ya make it). I don't normally advocate medication as a first step, however it appears there's some neurovegetative symptons that may respond well to an SSRI antidepressant
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Thanks mate. I've been put on Fluvoxamine AntiDepressants. They make me really drowsy at the wrong stages of the day, haha. But they seem to lift my spirits every known and then. I still can't look forward to anything, everyday seems like a breakdown. I'll get through it though, and be stronger for it. :)
 
The thing is Hand in order to get out of it you have to force yourself out of it. Easier said than done but it takes time you'll get there.

I always keep myself busy I don't let myself stay at home more than five hours straight otherwise the suicidal and depression thoughts kick in and it can be caused by anything by as small as a movie showing a scene that can reflect on your life to a face book post
 
I agree, Hap Hapablap, even the smallest things trigger thoughts of wanting to take myself out. It's so weird, I try to keep myself active as possible.
 
nicky said:
Are you seeing a clinical psychologist? You could probably do with a few strategies to dilute negative thoughts.
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Yep, definitely is good to have someone to talk to. It's a gradual process, getting better, and seeing a professional is certainly speeding it up.
 
About a week or two ago I found myself in a similar situation to SA, but moreso to do with Uni, if anything. Under pressure to get a few papers handed up all at once and fit in revision for upcoming tests and deal with a few other personal issues, I was a mental wreck most of the time. Managed to get everything done eventually and just found myself, oddly enough, in the blackest mood ever, like proper unhappy with everything (and I'm usually a pretty cheery person, by and large). Not even something like watching the soccer could cheer me up.

Went away with family up north over the weekend for some R&R in a place called Melrose in the Flinders Ranges. I think getting away from the bullshit, even if it was only for a couple of days, really helped. Turned a corner and everything seems to be going good again.
 
mojito said:
About a week or two ago I found myself in a similar situation to SA, but moreso to do with Uni, if anything. Under pressure to get a few papers handed up all at once and fit in revision for upcoming tests and deal with a few other personal issues, I was a mental wreck most of the time. Managed to get everything done eventually and just found myself, oddly enough, in the blackest mood ever, like proper unhappy with everything (and I'm usually a pretty cheery person, by and large). Not even something like watching the soccer could cheer me up.

Went away with family up north over the weekend for some R&R in a place called Melrose in the Flinders Ranges. I think getting away from the bullshit, even if it was only for a couple of days, really helped. Turned a corner and everything seems to be going good again.
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enough to lift anyone's mood
 
A few years ago when I had accepted myself as trans, but was stuck in a workplace that would kick me out in a heartbeat if they knew, yep, times were very difficult. I wouldnt describe it as clinically depressed, I have always been optimistic, positive and fairly happy, but I was in a lot of pain, lived with dudes in barracks, and no one knew about the real me. I also had self-destructive tendencies creeping into my life. Back in high school I also used to take a 'sick' day about once a month just as a breather from playing the male gender role all day at school. This gender dysphoria situation could be described as a form of depression, but I had lived my entire life with it, so was kind of used to it and while I was starting to suffer immensely, I could cope somehow.

I found that living by myself helped a lot. I know this isnt always possible when young, but after living with family, then living on-base in barracks or with housemates/uni, I think it can be hard to get that sense of peace at times. I found my personality was able to develop whilst living by myself, and a lot of my stress vanished.

Thankfully, the workplace had an accepting policy introduced about 18 months ago, so I didnt waste a second, and now today have never been happier. I am always in a good place nowadays, because I can express myself and be me which makes family and friends happier, I have developed a lifestyle which works for me, and I am relatively busy which works for me as well.

It's also worth noting that late teens and early 20's is often a difficult period. We are dumped into new environments, often dont have much money, and havent fully matured as adults. It usually gets better. Money cant buy you happiness, but it certainly helps. I also find walks out in nature to be very therapeudic.
 
Roobs321 said:
A few years ago when I had accepted myself as trans, but was stuck in a workplace that would kick me out in a heartbeat if they knew, yep, times were very difficult. I wouldnt describe it as clinically depressed, I have always been optimistic, positive and fairly happy, but I was in a lot of pain, lived with dudes in barracks, and no one knew about the real me. I also had self-destructive tendencies creeping into my life. Back in high school I also used to take a 'sick' day about once a month just as a breather from playing the male gender role all day at school. This gender dysphoria situation could be described as a form of depression, but I had lived my entire life with it, so was kind of used to it and while I was starting to suffer immensely, I could cope somehow.

I found that living by myself helped a lot. I know this isnt always possible when young, but after living with family, then living on-base in barracks or with housemates/uni, I think it can be hard to get that sense of peace at times. I found my personality was able to develop whilst living by myself, and a lot of my stress vanished.

Thankfully, the workplace had an accepting policy introduced about 18 months ago, so I didnt waste a second, and now today have never been happier. I am always in a good place nowadays, because I can express myself and be me which makes family and friends happier, I have developed a lifestyle which works for me, and I am relatively busy which works for me as well.

It's also worth noting that late teens and early 20's is often a difficult period. We are dumped into new environments, often dont have much money, and havent fully matured as adults. It usually gets better. Money cant buy you happiness, but it certainly helps. I also find walks out in nature to be very therapeudic.
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Havin' spent a li'l time dressed in olive drab (yep, a while ago) that time musta been real hard
 
CLUBMEDhurst said:
Havin' spent a li'l time dressed in olive drab (yep, a while ago) that time musta been real hard
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It wasnt great, misery would be the best word for it. I used to be a good actor a couple years ago, but it was exhausting, and eventually I even stopped the acting and just became a little withdrawn and immensely repressed. It does affect your self-confidence and anxiety growing up. If the only people you see on tv like yourself is some white trash trans on Jerry Springer, you are not going to feel too good about it lol.

But I havent been embittered by my experience or anything, I started HRT when I was 22 and went full-time at 23, so I didnt waste too much of my life and youth, thank god. Im also not the suicidal type, but I could see it becoming a more attractive option 5 years further down the line, so I knew I had to transition or die really. You cant imagine what your life might be like down the track, you cant see a future, and worry all your friends and family will desert you.

Could have been so much worse. If I had to describe it, probably like coming out as gay x 10. Sexuality is nothing compared to the importance of gender identity (ie. I never cared less about being bi), and hiding your gender identity is painfully difficult, and impossible to sustain. Plus it's a very public thing, courts get involved, possible medical issues and complications, and much higher rates of suicide among youth.
 

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