somnilicious
Bluelighter
Hey man, of course you have people that care. I'm pretty lucky that I'm still at my friend's and I can't drink. I'm going to have to go home sometime though. Also I'm glad I have the full range of comfort meds I would have gotten in detox now (clonidine, propranolol and Ativan in worst case scenario). We went to an AA meeting last night though and they are just fucking depressing. I leave AA meetings feeling worse than when I walked in. I'm reminded why I started going to NA over AA. Anyway I PM'd you my psychiatrist from detox who has a private practice in Winter Garden. I really encourage you to call him. He can really help you.
Thanks aihfl... I have to get a job first and then find insurance. My friend is supposed to call me this evening about work. I have so many health concerns. I desperately want to go to the endocrinologist because I absolutely know I have low-T. Also I need to go get another hep-c test so I can get harvoni before Trump and the republicans destroy my chances of ever doing that and of course then there is the psych. I really need to go to a meeting but I have a hard time dragging myself out on my own to go by myself. I usually leave all the meetings disappointed. What I want more than anything is to find somebody to invite me out afterwards because that little allotted hour and the content usually does nothing for my problems. I am usually left feeling a bit like the lines from The Smiths "How Soon Is Now".
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home and you cry
And you want to die
I hate to say it but I am probably going to take the Testosterone thing into my own hands. I lift and I actually did half a cycle of test when I did my first round of recovery and even though I ran into money problems before I could see any real results in the muscle development department I was absolutely blown away by how it made me feel. I had energy, my depression cleared up and the nagging emptiness that always haunts me like a ghoulish specter disappeared. I was more confident than I had ever been in my life. If it does that to me again than it would be my DOC. It was everything I ever wanted in a drug.
On a brighter note. I just went to put on a pair of my jeans and had a hard time buttoning them so I weighed myself and was surprised to see that I weighed 172lbs, which is more than I have weighed since me early 20's and 10lbs heavier than the height of my working out this last time in recovery, when a female friend commented on how ripped I was one day at the beach. Saying I looked like someone out of a Men's health magazine.
This really is one of the most difficult self image problems I have about myself. I weighed 130lbs when I went to detox for my first round of recovery and I am 6'1 so I truly was on the verge of death from malnourishment. A lot of my body dsymorphia stems from experiences I had in highschool and because my aunt and older sister used to call me anorexic poster child and would call me Jack skeleton and try to make me sing and do a little dance from the movie Nightmare before Christmas all the time. I have since realized that this was probably a reflection of their own insecurities on the other end of the weight spectrum.
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