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What gets you through the day?

OverDone

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So, what helps you push on through those 'harder than other' moments/days? (Not looking for the 'take more drugs' answer, that shit ain't real.)

What thoughts, motivations or other tools do you use to just get through another day when everything seems to be stacking up against you?

for me, its just realizing that these feelings and thoughts won't always be there. They never have before so why should that change? The previous bad times weren't forever. Neither were the good ones. Shit, even the 'meh' type of days always passed.

Its just having to go through it that is the hard part so i guess what helps me is... 'hope'
 
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Depends on the severity of my mood.

Some days I just can't see anything remotely promising to look forward to or feel grateful for, but then again I'm in a difficult spot right now.

Lately I've just been working my days off, trying to stay busy. I'm fortunate to finally have a job that I love I just wish they paid better.

Each day it seems that the negative aspects of life grow more intense and the positives are losing their pull in contrast.
 
When things get really stressful I usually work out extra hard at the gym and watch a movie afterward. Also reading books is something I really enjoy also. If I'm at work I'll drink one of those huge Nos drinks which get my mind off everything except work and helps me pass the time. I don't really use drugs when I'm in a bad mood at all because I don't feel it helps me much and I don't want to get into the habit of using "the bottle to solve my problems" whether that bottle is actually weed or pills or whatever.
 
Always the same thing, FL Studio 9, my virus snow and midi keyboard.

Once I'm in that room with my sequencer the rest of the world doesn't exist. All that exists are beautiful emotions. Even sad emotions are beautiful in the musical world. Imperfections and human differences are exactly what makes the music powerful. Noone wants to hear a static quantized beat, people want to know a human made their music, they want to hear the "mistakes", because it makes them feel that much more human when they listen to it.

Oh and by mistakes I really mean "humanization" in music. Or really calculated "mistakes". But anyway thats what always pulls me out of a bad mood. The second I step into my studio that bad mood all a sudden becomes beautiful. Thats what happens to all moods, theres no arguing with it, so I open my mind and let the world be at peace for a few hours.
 
Sometimes I give myself permission to wallow for a set period when things are really tough. it sounds counter-intuitive, but taking off the pressure to feel anything other than how I truly feel can be a release in itself and help me rebalance.
 
@Bojangles : <3

Lolie + Bojangles seem to be saying the same thing.

For me, it is the physical imperative of taking care of toddler. If she's not here, I would SLEEP. (I have problems keeping jobs + attending classes, so obviously sleep/checking out isn't condusive to functional existence.)
 
The thought of learning/discovering some new value regarding life or rediscovering something familiar that I had forgotten the value of.
Realising I know very little and there is always more to know.
People and other Animals; their healing power, strength, warmth, wisdom, intelligence and compassion.
The chance to wake up from an emotional illusion/fog that I've been entangled in.
Nature's Bounty and it's aesthetic assault on the senses.
Affection.
Music and Art in various forms.
Laughter.
Hope.
~The potential to excercise appreciation for all the above.
 
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my animals. they definatley keep me in check when i want to give up or just fuck it all off, i cant because ive got them. i need them more than they need me thats for sure. they are the reason im still here and somewhat sane....
 
^ :D Merzbow's biggest fan!

Home, the fact my parents are still alive, helps me want to honour them, as best I can, and be there for them. Also am an only child, so if anything happened me it would be devastating for them(god that sounds terribly arrogant lol but it's kinda true). Also, Id defend them to the death, prob the only 2 people I really love, who've shown me unconditional love, in this world.
 
Journaling, meditation, exercise...and if all else fails, I usually just sleep it off.
 
knowledge that if i dont do it right now the moment has past, it might as well be fucked cuz hindsight is 20/20 but actions sure as hell aren't.
 
Being around my girlfriend usually helps, she takes my mind off my mind. If I am alone an feel that I'm going down I just have to wait it out, cry and cry some more. Suicide isn't a option, as much as I do fantasies of it. Posting on bluelight also helps :)
 
When im feeling down, I can call my mom & talk to her about whatever, shes so understanding & is my best friend. Shes so comforting & the coolest.
 
Since I got clean, what keeps me going through the hours of anhedonia and tedium are the most miniscule moments of what feels at the time like tiny miracles of human interaction. The smallest moment of ephemeral connection with another human being can light something up inside me that keeps me going through the grimmest of hours. Three or four times in the (relatively) early days of post-acute withdrawal (weeks 2-4), strangers have flashed the most amazing, beatific, heartbreakingly affecting smiles at me, it's like a punch to the heart.

Those moments are few & far between since I am still pretty unwell and not out and about as much as I could be (and the weather is just a bitch right now on the East Coast), but it amazes me how far just one tiny moment can carry me.

After ten years on opiates, the external structure & trappings of my life are pretty bleak (messy house, no work I am passionate about, etc) but these last few weeks have taught even a cynical misanthropist like me that all that matters are our relationships with other people. I am living, for now, for those moments of raw human connection.
 
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