I was not even a part of your conversation but just wanted to say that I really needed to read this sentence today. Fucking gold thank youI wasted those years but, that was my life, if I'd done anything differently, that person would not be me, just an otherself living another life in someone else's world, so whatever, that's my past self and I accept it.
Yeah... no doubt that would be sensible and I'm sure my therapist will say the same.... honestly just not sure if I can, at least not right now... I have about a month left before I'm leaving the company I've somehow become trapped in, despite massive stress for years, but in this last month at least I have some shit to finish up so as not to fuck myself on the way out... such is my un-augmented apathy towards any kind of work-oriented work (by which I mean... not just any work, but work specifically for my current job) seems almost physically impossible... my therapist has said "no time like the present, there will always be an excuse"... but I'm not sure I agree...I hope you will give the sertraline a fair chance, especially if you can nix the rec drug use for awhile so you can really evaluate its effects. I am anything but a strong proponent of SSRIs, especially for myself, but if I have noticed one that its users tend to celebrate, and it is Zoloft (sertraline). My ex wife has some serious depression and seasonal affective disorder issues, that six weeks of Zoloft helped to totally clear up.
I hope things have smoothed out over the last week. You’ve got a lot of heavy stuff going on.Posting a lot here recently it seems, feels like I should give someone else a turn...
As it happens anyway in answer to the thread question I feel somewhat frustrated, ambivalent, I dunno, also admittedly high courtesy of the amphetamine I've been doing for the last 2 days now and the benzos to balance out stim-induced anxiety.
Had a fucking shitty morning, Skyping my one time friend and business partner in the company I co-founded and am currently trying to leave, and, fuck, I tried to go into it calm but the guy is fucking intolerable. After listening to a tirade of insults about how I'm selfish, lazy, shitty at everything basically, I then had to weather a brief period of actually discussing the important shit we were supposed to be discussing, and then maybe an hour of refusing to be drawn into discussions about emotions and feelings. Guy is a fucking narcissist and I've learned for a long time now that I cannot have any interactions when I'm not psychologically somewhat stable, any emotional vulnerability is a weakness to be exploited. This time I just refused to be drawn into pointless bullshit, just stated my disagreement and that I had no interest in justifying it or influencing anyone else's story about their life. Apparently it's not all about me, I have a victim complex, am a drug addict (maybe true that one)... fuck me. It's not all about me, clearly, but seems to be all about someone. We just cannot understand each other at all anymore. Recently I've even been taking an etizolam or 2 prior to any such phone calls in an effort to better cope with all that fucking bullshit.
Have to meet (virtually) again this Saturday, then a day the following week, then maybe not for a while. Can't wait for this shit to be fucking over. One positive outcome though is that I might now be stepping back one month earlier than planned, will be paid less but fuck, no amount of money is worth this.
Followed that up with a therapy session, I like the guy and he has a good and rational manner but just can't get behind the "no substances" thing. He doesn't push it, tell me what I should be doing, just tells stories mainly, but the moral of them is clear. Although I do find it hard to relate to some of them coz of my addict-ego that I'm somehow too smart to ever develop a serious problem despite skirting the edges of many... I know that's not true of course, I could completely fuck up my life as easily as anyone. But, hopefully all will be OK.
Clearly haven't slept enough recently. Gonna sleep a lot tonight and try not to do any drugs tomorrow so I'm lucid for Saturday.
Much love everyone, thanks for reading, if you did.
I've been on and off Zoloft (sertraline) for over 20 years now. I suffer from depression, sometimes it's debillatating. Zoloft has been the only med that even comes close to helping me and I've tried many. I'm not saying that it's a miracle cure by any means. Many drugs I can't take because of horrible side effects. I too have kinda come to the conclusion that it's ok if I'm not the happiest person. We are all individuals and live our lives to the best of our ability at the time. Hang in there, I understand your struggle.Aight y'all. I'm good today and I hope some of y'all are too. I confess I didn't read much of the thread sonce my last post just coz I'm a bit all over the place and just wanted to post somewhere, indulging my inner narcissist, let out by the shitty purity but seemingly genuine racemic amphetamine I've been dosing all day on top of a few benzos. Came clean to my current therapist about my dishonesty regarding my drug use. Hopefully he can tell me something useful that I can actually do something with that isn't just something obvious I already know.
Sertraline - honestly - I know maybe it's partly my fault for not just letting it do it's thing without being my own doctor - but after close to 4 months near total sobriety getting on an SSRI has basically just pushed me back into cyclical polydrug abuse. It's surely not a coincidence. Only reason I'm on these fucking things really is a route to establishing some kind of legitimacy for my consistent failures to manage my life in certain ways. They are an interesting class and one I've always been curious about but - at the moment it feels like an endurance test as to how much additional anxiety I can pump into my brain before i can say OK great, tried that one, maybe we can just accept my mind isn't well suited to certain facets of reality right now and that's OK. Do I have the psychological stamina to try another after this? Fuck, I dunno. Maybe not.
Apologies for just narcissistically jumping in and ignoring everyone else's struggles but I wish you all happiness. May you all be well, and free from suffering. Whatever you're feeling now is OK. You deserve happiness, and whatever you've done to find it - is enough.
Sounds like you just had some asshole friends. I hope your three week trip helps you find some peace.Ever tried to reach out for help to your closest friends and be totally shutdown and told to man up and stop acting like a bitch?. Well thats the story of my life. If thats the case did i ever truly have friends or was i just friends with assholes?.
i plan on doing 50 ug on bicycle day then maybe 300 ug later that week but it depends how i feel. Or maybe just mdma later that week and save this LSD for a few more months or just take microdoses on the regular. Idk ill see how everything plays out on bicycle day. Plus if im tripping high doses on weekends that just isolates myself socially and this girl likes to just invite herself over on saturday nights.Sounds like you just had some asshole friends. I hope your three week trip helps you find some peace.