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[x2yzh9]

@Tiruin:Yeah, physical connections are extremely lacking in my life...

That's the thing, the problems aren't around me, they're farther away than I can reach.  The effects of those problems will definitely reach me, but I don't know how I could possibly fight back.

Work with what's specific, and what's in the present. If you're facing a general problem, it may come off that it'll seem a lot less able to be handled because of how indistinct on what where the concern is, as in where it could be handled. So work on what you can do, with what you can control--and that generally begins with yourself; how you handle these, how you react to those concerns.

QFT.

Sometimes I feel the same exact way TBF. Like there are problems out there that I can't control, and it worries me a lot. Regardless, at the end of the day I have to look forward and have confidence that things will work out as long as I'm providing a sustained effort. Sometimes I too lose control of that effort and how I handle doing so but know that you are not alone in this problem. There are plenty of people out there who care, but even if feel the same way when I vent to the wrong person, for instance.

[Arx]

Managed to splatter my wrist with about a hundred ml of boiling gravy while cooking today. At least I know the sound I make when in unexpected severe pain is a fairly manly "hmk!", though. Looks like the burn will heal up reasonably well, too.

[Sirus]

Greetings, accidental injury bro.

I managed to give myself a pretty good whack to the face today by not looking where I was walking. Bloodied my nose some but I think my pride took the most damage. Still feel a bit out of sorts.

[TD1]

Ouch. Both sound painful.

However, bonus points to Arx. Self-basting oneself really takes the pressure off our new alien overlords

[birdy51]

I've been contemplating the cessation of my existence more than I would like lately. I don't think it would ever happen, at least, not purposefully. But I wish it would not plague me like it has.

My own problems, in the context of others, is insignificant. I do not feel justified in feeling bad when many struggle with loads larger than mine. But I still do. And those bouts of, "My existence is meaningless facade", really, really do not help my overall health.

So I wish I could just... Get over myself. But whether that would help, or whether I am just suppressing an inevitable flaming heat death of too much time spent worrying and trying to ignore the fact that my life is flying off the rails when the controls are in my hands I just refuse to do any fucking thing about it.

That was not a sentence I just posted. But it accurately describes how I feel. My mind is frayed into itty bitty bits, and I am rapidly losing the sense of consciousness necessary to bring them all together again.

[Lord Shonus]

I do not feel justified in feeling bad when many struggle with loads larger than mine.

This is bad thought. Other problems, even worse problems, not make your problems not matter.

[martinuzz]

If all else fails just weld your pliers to the screw for that extra needed grip to screw it out.

[birdy51]

I do not feel justified in feeling bad when many struggle with loads larger than mine.

This is bad thought. Other problems, even worse problems, not make your problems not matter.

This is true. It also cheapens the problems of others; creating false correlation on the idea that anyone else's problems somehow make mine worse. Or something like that.

[Rolan7]

These last couple months made me really... "sad".  I lost my job, then politics stuff.  Along with *various* and *diverse* interactions with family.

That had an impact on me...  of course it did.  I shouldn't deny that.  I should accept and grow from it. 
I've come through it without really alienating anybody, which was a real concern.  I spent a lot of the time embarrassingly drunk, but that's not who I am.  That was merely a temporary result of my comfortable routine being torn apart.

I have very real problems, and I have been _{reasonably often} facing them.  Mostly because people expect me to fail!  Especially family!  Well fuck them, I'm going to keep living my life!

Yeah actually that's a sad, my family's "support" always leaves me feeling uncertain and frankly self-despising [almost every word of comfort conceals at least one barb].  But I've always managed to get on despite that.  Maybe... maybe because of that.

It's a matter of pride that I still interact with them at all.  I could easily... not.  It would be SO much easier.  But the challenge is its own reward, and I am a good descendant.

Alternatively...  Maybe I only keep going to spite them.  Maybe I'm terrified to leave them, because I'd be completely adrift with an overwhelming burden of choice and no scapegoats.
Eh whichever.  It works.

[TheBiggerFish]

@Tiruin:Yeah, physical connections are extremely lacking in my life...

That's the thing, the problems aren't around me, they're farther away than I can reach.  The effects of those problems will definitely reach me, but I don't know how I could possibly fight back.

Work with what's specific, and what's in the present. If you're facing a general problem, it may come off that it'll seem a lot less able to be handled because of how indistinct on what where the concern is, as in where it could be handled. So work on what you can do, with what you can control--and that generally begins with yourself; how you handle these, how you react to those concerns.

What would you recommend for dealing with politics?  Seems like that's the root cause of it all...

I do not feel justified in feeling bad when many struggle with loads larger than mine.

This is bad thought. Other problems, even worse problems, not make your problems not matter.

This is true. It also cheapens the problems of others; creating false correlation on the idea that anyone else's problems somehow make mine worse. Or something like that.

I know you already said something, but yeah, the starving children in Africa fallacy is exactly that: A fallacy.  Others' problems don't make yours less important.

More broadly: *hugs*

I wish I had some advice, but I'm honestly too dead inside to come up with anything actually helpful.

@Naxza:Hm.  Uhh...  I have absolutely no idea how to fix that.  Sorry.

@Rolan:*hugs*

It doesn't matter why you do what you do, so much as what you do, and you are doing good things.


I accomplished literally nothing productive today.  I have deadlines fast approaching and spent the day zombieing to music and TVTropes.

Dammit, I need to do something productive and it's just not working...I just want to sleep instead.  *sigh*

This is day 2 of 'not being able to properly do anything'.

Yay.

[misko27]

Ordinarily, my sad are ones one quiet desperation. Today is one of manic obsession. I really needed my Thanksgiving break to be ready for the end of the semester. I was already fraying at the edges mentally, I was unkept and my room unswept etc. Mental distance would have been very helpful. Instead, almost the entire break was devoted to throwing up, clutching my tummy in pain, trying to handle a fever in a house I already thought was uncomfortably warm when not sick, and worst of all: in-between vomiting, adjusting my icepack, desperately drinking fluids, etc., I just lay in bed drifting in-and-out consciousness, and never fully lucid, or fully unconscious. Just before I came home I missed a day of sleep, and missed most of the next day's sleep because I was helping out my mother (she got hit with it first), and when I woke up the day following I was just as miserable. And yet I can't sleep properly (even by my standards; it took me a full hour to sleep on Sunday night/Monday morning, and I was up at 9:00 AM). Last night I didn't sleep until 6 AM, then slept through the only single fucking thing I needed to do today, and now I've wasted literally all of the day going manically from one irrelevant activity to another (I also missed my meals, but honestly my appetite has been dead since my illness so no loss). I have a lot of work to do tomorrow and some work to before then, and yet mentally (let alone physically) I've crashed. I haven't spoken to any of my friends in over a week save for early this morning, and only for a few minutes. I'm not following anything, I'm not up to date with anything, I'm just not in control. And yet instead of just sleeping or something it's more like I'm asleep at the controls and my foot is on the gas.

[TheBiggerFish]

*hugs misko*

Stop.  Sit down.  Take some deep breaths.  Collect yourself.  Do it.

...sorry if that didn't help.  I'm just not sure what else.

[ECrownofFire]

Well it's almost certain that I have PTSD.

Therapy today was... intense. I should've brought things up earlier in the session, and as time went on I just broke down. Had to leave though due to the session ending, and so I left, got some coffee. Walked around downtown Philly for a bit towards the bus stop. Went home crying and absolutely full of anxiety and depression and everything being overwhelming. Talked to my girlfriend for a bit, which really helped, then took a nap.

It's good to know what's going on but... It's painful.

[Arx]

Therapy helps. It's easier for me to say, since I'm not an easily moved person, but getting the weights off your chest really, really makes things better. Sometimes that means you sit in your therapist's office crying, 's okay. Keep it up!

[TheBiggerFish]

*hugs ECrownofFire*