Vent/Rant Thread vs 3 (Triggering Content)

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Like Re-distributed said, people do it to feel better themselves and probably about the fact that they're miserable, personally, i say pin it to your fridge so you can revel in that fact. >_>


I'm sorry to hear all of that especially the part about your father, I understand how you feel that your friend might have the right idea but personally i think you should not give up, everytime i've felt like giving up i've ended up just reading over the recovery support threads, I can't help but wonder how many other people like me have looked over them threads without actually posting in it and thought twice about doing something stupid because of the support from people like you, vaya, Re-distributed etc..... I'd guess a lot, so you're much than a worthless junkie and things will get better eventually just keep your chin up :)

Thanks a lot for that, I needed to hear it and it's very nice of you to say.

Hitting something better than a hit of something.. stop looking at things as good or bad.. rite sounds insane.. but just for tomorrow make up your mind that you are not going to judge something as good or bad.. it takes some practice, first step is realizing that you do this.. every time you get that insane frustration, and frustration is an emotion, think back a couple of thoughts, there it will be;) the moment you decided something sucked.. then stop deciding that.. anger can be vented strait out of the body, just acknowledge it.. hello anger.. and let it radiate out of you.. really works, helps in the beginning to raise you eyes and arms skyward and say release (but you still have to release it) feel that energy flow out of you, last step smile and say that insanity that NSA borrowed from the buddhists really works and proceed in relative peace. keep it simple pagey.. keep yourself in today as yesterday will cause shame and guilt and tomorrow will cause fear, hopelessness, anxiety.. Just keep moving forward.. take it slow.. stay in today and learn how to enjoy it, good first step is quit making things bad by saying they are, today is all we ever have and life is really how we perceive it, so learn how to not make yourself miserable.. choices choices, you're doing great.. OH and don't let the bastards ruin your day.. ever<3

Yeah you're right I really have to stop doing that...I think these withdrawals are just really really getting to me, things had been improving considerably before I quit and I'd been starting to feel much better overall but ever since stopping I feel like I've just crashed. I'm having the most insane mood swings and I just don't know how to handle them so they turn into anger. I wrote out a suicide note earlier and 3 hours later I was feeling fine again. But yes, living in the present sounds like a rather good idea, I just need to learn how :(
thanks for all your help neversick, really <3

<3

Make a note, we'll be in Paris on the 26th of June <3
Hopefully by then you have settled in to a place somewhat comfortably..
I insist that you take that day off to come help us pay our respects to mr mojo risin <3
Until then, just hang in there and try let the overpowering feelings, confusing emotions, unfair insults & shitty weather subside.

Haha trip I was just thinking how lately I've probably not been coming across so great for someone you're going to be meeting soon. I promise I don't vent so much in person :D
Anyway, noted. I'll definitely be around and looking forward to it.

<3
 
i feel like my life is a carwreck,
i need to wake up and get out,
but im upside down and the gas fumes are making me dizzy,
so im just watching the gas drip,
waiting for the spark to trip.
 
i feel like my life is a carwreck,
i need to wake up and get out,
but im upside down and the gas fumes are making me dizzy,
so im just watching the gas drip,
waiting for the spark to trip.

Sounds like my life
 
I just wanted Xanax so bad today. Thought I was losing my mind....but I managed to resist the urge to go get a prescription. Don't know what's going to happen tomorrow.
 
EDIT: purged my last entry as it was an emotional bag of glue. Hhere are thhhe points:

i get scared to divulgge my problems as they are 1st world problems, but also b/c they involve addictions, which i experience as self-inflicted.

challenges last year were of my own design, and tnhr dolution was easy in a way - seek hhelp. at least it was easy to know what to do.

this year is different b/c everything appears out iof my control. i dont have functuinbak intuitioin. isuffer through trila anf error.

im not drunk. just massivekly high, sadm, and hopeless.

court date jn a week or so :(
 
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waiting for my debit card
for some fucking stupid reason my new pin showed up first
my bank is obvs retarded
my bf is gonna be here in like three days so..............................................................................................................
=}
okay i can't be that mad but i am
are they fucking retarded? SEND ME MY NEW CARD.
the piece of shit i only talk to b/c he swears he's gonna pay me back is swearing he's giving me 50 tmrw. okay. just give me what you fucking owe me. so i can shock the shit out of you by deleting you from my life forever. =D
 
I've been taking a shitload of Vicodin ES and Fioricet every day for months. I ran out today and the withdrawal is just now kicking in. I just don't feel like making the effort to get more pills. I'm tired and my head hurts. Drank some Steel Reserve 211 and ate a boiled egg...my head is REALLY fucking killing me.
 
I've been taking a shitload of Vicodin ES and Fioricet every day for months. I ran out today and the withdrawal is just now kicking in. I just don't feel like making the effort to get more pills. I'm tired and my head hurts. Drank some Steel Reserve 211 and ate a boiled egg...my head is REALLY fucking killing me.

Be careful ok? Running out of a barbiturate (even if it is butalbital) could be really risky. I would hate for you to have a seizure. Please go to the ER if you have to.
 
Be careful ok? Running out of a barbiturate (even if it is butalbital) could be really risky. I would hate for you to have a seizure. Please go to the ER if you have to.

Thanks, I will. But you know, I feel surprisingly good right now! I thought for sure that I'd be huddled in bed, throwing up and in severe pain...instead, I'm pretty much okay. I've been taking tylenol for the headache and clonidine for the rapid heart beat. And yes, I drank half a can of Steel Reserve this morning (hey, whatever works)

The only withdrawal symptom I'm experiencing is a mild headache (which Tylenol helps). Considering all the pills I was taking, I feel fucking amazing. :)
 
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I feel as though a curtain of steel is descending upon my life, forever separating me from all that I love...
 
i would like to get better at keeping my shit together. i would like to be able to simplify my life. words. actions. not be filled with so much anxiety that i drink to stop it and then lose my shit sometimes when i drink which completely defeats the purpose. my boyfriend is supposed to show up from the coast tomorrow. i should be happy instead of filled with dread that he won't show up for some reason. more than a little tired of feeling mostly just like lying in bed and sucking my thumb. more than a little horrified that i have so little to show for my age. wishing i was able to be more independent. can't live without pills that are poison, can't live without so many goddamn things because of OCD. depending. depending on all of it. NEEDing too much to be "okay." sick of it. want simplicity. want fucking enlightenment. want to be doing something besides wanting to bitch on an internet forum right now. there. got it all out. feel so much better. going to go take a shower. i want it to be long. i just want a long shower. but i am pretty sure the heat would make me pass out. i have been feeling like i am going to pass out today. and very shaky. but i did the goddamn laundry. and i went and got food. and i cleaned. anyway. i did it anyway. but i wanted to be in bed. sucking my thumb. i've got to get out of the midwest. there's poison in the air here. no real parks. no people on the sidewalks unless they're a piece of shit. everyone based around cars. everything is a machine. and the people are all in bubbles. and everyone is sick and stupid and they don't even know how bad it is, they don't understand i am trapped because they aren't and uUGH ugh ugh ugh. ugh? okay.okay. okay. EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE FINE. LIFE IS NOT CHAOS. TRUST IN THINGS EVEN THOUGH EVERYTHING IS PRECARIOUS AND HARD. no. no. no. everything is NOT. can someone please reach inside my fucking head and reset the 'what reality is' button please? is this because of all of the goddamn existentialism books i read on dxm in high school? can i stop having an existential crisis every other ten minutes? that would be great. that would be all of the great things. apparently scientists are working on it. fantastic http://articles.latimes.com/2013/apr/18/science/la-sci-sn-tylenol-existential-crisis-20130417
 
Yesterday was my birthday. I really only had one wish, one thing that would have been the ultimate present. All I wanted, all I really was hoping for was to hear from you.

You knew it was my birthday, but sadly you don't speak to me much anymore. When I do on the rare occasion hear from you, it's never like it once was. Instead it's full of words and between the line messages that tell me just how much you've lost respect for me, just how much you've gotten over me and how I don't live in any of your thoughts anymore.

I'd do anything for you, to be honest it makes me sick knowing this. What makes me even more sick, to my stomach, is thinking of how much you've hurt me emotionally and mentally. It was never your intent, I know you aren't a bad person...it's just how things worked out for us, we got tangled up and we both got hurt, though I was definitely left with more scars from you, both figuratively and literally.

It hurts so much to think of how you are still with him. How I was doing so good till I started making mistakes, fucking up.

Truth be told, I still love you, but I'm getting to that point where slowly you are fading from my worries or cares. I can't really tell what hurts more - Knowing I still love you and that we will never be what we once were, or realizing that I'm slowly starting to not care about you anymore.

I pray I won't be so alone and lonesome for all of my life. I hate coming home to nothing but an empty apartment, a messy one at that. This place is not a home, it's a roof and four walls. I hope one day I have a family of my own. Bottom line, I just hope one day I can stop feeling so alone and live a life where I'm a little more happier with the way things are.
 
^That strikes a chord with me man. Am sorry your going through it, missing your ex. <3



I don't even have the energy to know what to write here atm but I am feeling so ashamed right now, that it is crippling. I had been in contact with someone who I met months ago and felt obliged to meet them as I had KEPT putting it off due to my sheer inability and insecurity about relationships at the moment. I really don't want to isolate myself from people socially but am seriously regretting planning to meet this person later...my low and fluctuating mood and depression at the moment is such a burden. It seems to take all the energy I an muster to handle people atm unless I'm in a structured setting ie school, cause at least I have something to focus on...am fluctuating between anger and self-pity on a loop, and although I'm aware that I am not completely out of control of the situation, internally, I feel so fucking disgusted with myself and cannot shake it off.

Im seeing a docter and hopefully he will increase the dose of these new meds i'm on.

Whats driving me crazy is that I am going to meet this person and have to pretend Im fukin ok. I dont want to bring them down and I dont want to endure 'happy-talk' etc when I just cant appreciate it atm. Either way Im going to fuck the situation up.

It shouldn't be a big deal but it is. So tired of this.

Just had to get that out.
 
Some people just dont know/appreciate how easy they have it. They've never experienced an hour of hardship in their fucking lives and have absolutely *NO* concept of what emotional pain is...everything just falls into their laps and they glide through fucking life and it pisses me right the fuck off.



Yesterday was my birthday. I really only had one wish, one thing that would have been the ultimate present. All I wanted, all I really was hoping for was to hear from you.

You knew it was my birthday, but sadly you don't speak to me much anymore. When I do on the rare occasion hear from you, it's never like it once was. Instead it's full of words and between the line messages that tell me just how much you've lost respect for me, just how much you've gotten over me and how I don't live in any of your thoughts anymore.

I'd do anything for you, to be honest it makes me sick knowing this. What makes me even more sick, to my stomach, is thinking of how much you've hurt me emotionally and mentally. It was never your intent, I know you aren't a bad person...it's just how things worked out for us, we got tangled up and we both got hurt, though I was definitely left with more scars from you, both figuratively and literally.

It hurts so much to think of how you are still with him. How I was doing so good till I started making mistakes, fucking up.

Truth be told, I still love you, but I'm getting to that point where slowly you are fading from my worries or cares. I can't really tell what hurts more - Knowing I still love you and that we will never be what we once were, or realizing that I'm slowly starting to not care about you anymore.

I pray I won't be so alone and lonesome for all of my life. I hate coming home to nothing but an empty apartment, a messy one at that. This place is not a home, it's a roof and four walls. I hope one day I have a family of my own. Bottom line, I just hope one day I can stop feeling so alone and live a life where I'm a little more happier with the way things are.

This struck a chord with me too man. I hope you start to feel better soon friend, you seem like a decent chap;
 
Been craving opiates a lot for some time now already... Or well, part of the craving is just for the needle I guess, could partially satisfy that craving with other classes of substances too. I really don't want to harm myself physically, I'm just in so much non-physical pain right now that it's difficult to deal with it, especially since there is nobody to talk to about my issues. That really sucks big time, not being able to find anyone open-minded enough to talk to now that I finally feel able to do so.

I just shrug and go back to fantasizing about my fix. Fuck depression, deprivation is a much more fitting word.

EDIT T+1:30: This actually made me realize how important it is to find new alternate ways of dealing with my pain. It kind of sickens me how I've previously ended up coping with my depression with so unhealthy ways. I think it speaks of desperation though and I don't blame myself for getting desperate after so many years of trying to get help from the psychiatric institute that never really managed to help me. Now that I am no stranger to such unhealthy ways of relief though, at times I feel drawn to them because of their extreme immediate efficiency when it comes to relief. Too bad this pain is serious enough that there is no easy way out, trying to pursue one will only prolong the pain. I choose to suffer because I want to heal, I will not succumb to my cravings because my aim is not to find temporary relief from the pain, but to end it altogether.

I sincerely hope these internal musings of mine provide strength to others.
 
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lawns.. in my book a yard filled with lawn is the epitome of useless..... so much time, work, energy.. for what humans uncontrollable urge to control nature.. a damn green carpet around a house.. the only thing I hate more than doing yard work is doing it for someone elses gagantian lamn ass green carpet.. why why why a lawn?
 
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