How do you pull yourself out of the dumps?

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Not me I have my boots on
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Careful wearing boots like that while tending plants unless you want to hear things from your plants which drip with attitude.

A Sour Diesel might say something like “your momma wears combat boots” to another plant and you know it’s on then
 
Careful wearing boots like that while tending plants unless you want to hear things from your plants which drip with attitude.

A Sour Diesel might say something like “your momma wears combat boots” to another plant and you know it’s on then
Maybe my mama does wear combat boots….lol
 
So I am not really sure if this is a good place for this but I need some helpful advice.
I have been down in the dumps for quite awhile now. Two years ago I kicked opiates and a year n a half ago I kicked alcohol and just use the green these days.

Everything should be good for me these days. I live with my brother and I don't have a lot of expenses, I can save a little bit of money..I bought myself a reliable car a year ago, and I'm the overnight manager at my local Kroger.

Problem is I am still incredibly depressed. I don't really talk to anyone anymore, I barely leave my house. It's hard to get myself to do the few basic things I have too like going to the grocery store, going to doctors appointments, keeping my meds filled which brings me to my next point.

I have been completely honest with my doctor, I tell her how I feel. I tell her the problems I still have, I take my meds as proscribed and I have been in and out of therapy, rehabs and hospitals the last 10 years. I have lost count how many times I've been locked in a psyche ward. Been to rehab 3 times and it didn't work till I decided I was done with it.

I'm diagnosed schizoeffective disorder and I really don't feel much of anything anymore. One the worse symptoms of schizoeffective disorder is anadonia. Which I am struggling with. I came from a broken home and I've lost pretty much anyone I've ever cared about. These days it seems like no matter what I do I can barely get myself to take care of my basic needs. Im miserable. I barely talk anymore because I just don't see the point. My isolation is really bad.

Being on this forum is the most interaction I've had with the world in probably a year. The plant has become the only thing I look forward to. I think it's been good for me. I feel like there's so much in my life to try and fix that is just too overwhelming. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I guess I'm posting this to try and make some friends and just put into words some the things I'm struggling with vs just keeping it in my head. If you read this far I appreciate it, I hate being so negative I just don't know what to do anymore
I started taking a macro dose of mushrooms every day around October. That is what got me out of the slump I was in for around 20- 30 years. I have not felt so unburdened since I was a kid.
 
Brother. We all bleed the same, dont we. I was so certain I was never getting up at all two years ago. I focused on one good thing and that one good thing was growing some bad ass bud because the way I felt I just had to do something. While they grew I did baby steps. Like day one I would go to the store and get food. I took a shower and shaved like I was going to church, looked myself in the mirror and just went and did it. It felt like a MASSIVE thing to do. Like a look from another human being would have me crying right.

When I got out of my car outside the store I was pumping DMX in my little ugly ass Honda and these kids, young hoodlums, that hangs outside the store yelled at me "Yo, old school!" and it felt like a knife in me. Someone is talking to me. How do I handle this. But you know these kids brought me back to what I used to be, and still am on the inside like. Im still 14 and hanging out outside that store and maybe thats why life sucks. Im trying to pretend like Im one of those adults walking around caring about shit that makes no difference to me really. Sun is shining. I got some stash here in my pocket and a couple of $ right. Fuck am I moaning about.

I flipped the kids and smiled at them. Yalls mamas never called me "old". And I felt like I came home a bit. Like coming into mamas kitchen. Take your damn shoes off and wash your hands like. Again I was a part of humanity I felt like.

What Im saying is you are doing awesome in reaching out. Thats how to do it I think.
 

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