Hey folks!
This is something I've been pondering for a couple of years now and probably have been experiencing for probably longer than I realise. Now to most I don't really come across as a depressed person and I generally am quite cheerful in my day to day life. Most of the time when I'm in good company I feel pretty good and I can laugh and merrily swap stories etc. But I do on occasion find people annoying for no good reason and find myself arguing with folk about stuff that doesn't matter just for the sake of it. Being a prick really doesn't suite me.
This realisation struck me hardest recently as most of the time growing up I'd have a big grin slapped on my face even if I wasn't feeling so great as it always made me feel better to smile as the world smiled back at me. These days the smile is getting less air time and a more blank expression seems to be taking the front seat. As people are used to seeing me smile, when I'm not smiling they always ask me what's wrong. I tell them "nothing" but the truth is inside I'm thinking 'I don't know'.
Looking at the more long term picture I'm pretty much going nowhere in life and haven't been for some time. If anything I'm slowly moving backwards. When I wake up in the morning I have no urge to get out of bed and have a very bleak feeling about the day ahead. Sometimes if I have something planned that I have been happily looking forward to, on first waking up on the day I have very negative feelings about it. Once I've been awake 8 hours or so I start to come round a bit. This leads me to not sleeping properly as I'm always at my best when I should be going to sleep but this doesn't happen as this is when I'm at my most productive. However when I do try to sleep as my mind is in better working order I find myself worrying about things that I should have been thinking about in the day. I'll lay there thinking about positive things I can do to sort my life out, but of course when I awake after sleeping all the drive to implement it has gone. Also on top of this my sleep cycles are very erratic at best so this obviously isn't helping. I probably haven't had steady sleep rhythms since I was 15. I'm now 26.
The bit that's bothering me the most is that I seem to be so overly critical of myself that it's bordering on a disabilty that seems to be routed in a very retarded form of arrogance. Very often I get folk telling me I have a very creative mind. My main thing used to be music/production but on many occasion I have been told I should write comedy/ be a chef/write a book. I always reply by slamming folk rather than taking the complement as if I know better than them and they are wrong. It's not even like I think everything I do sucks, but there's an irrational instinct inside me that tells me so and it's that instinct that holds the rationality on a chain. A similar instinct used to make me think people disliked me as soon as they met me, but that's becoming less prominent. Though this is irrelevant at the moment as in my current location it's very difficult finding like minded folk anyway so generally on meeting new people I have very little to talk about and I just end up listening = I know them but, they don't know me. It's almost as if I don't exist. This reminds me of another thing that I do which is just weird. If I'm thinking of something or doing an activity that reminds me of an old friend, I imagine a conversation with that person in my head about the theme in question.
I guess that's probably enough splurging as I could go on for longer but this isn't really the point of this post. What I'm asking is does this sound farmiliar to anyone?
For the last 6 months or so I've given myself a little statement to live by:
"Stop being a dick-head" (only the 'H' is silent as I say it in a yorkshire accent like an old friend)
Basically it means I know what the problem is now so I should just sort it. Just get off my ass and do all that stuff I should do. For a couple of months I almost had it in me. I started doing a bit more work with ayahuasca and that gave me a bit of focus and spiritual energy to be going along with. Then I came to the conclusion that there was no point using the vine anymore until I took those steps to improvement. I have noticed the afterglow of caapi isn't as much a chemical thing for myself as it is an impact it has on the more psychological part of the mind rather than the physical due to the way I could sort out my issues in my head in a nice and orderly fashion neatly filing away the avalanche of worry's.
Anyways I've started pondering with the notion of dealing with this matter through more conventional methods. My personal life is at a stage where it's critical that I can function adequately as a human and the problem only seems to be getting worse if anything. The thing is I feel quite strange about going to a doctor or whatever about this. I'm generally a fairly healthy individual and I have no need for them. Don't get me wrong if I got shot or had some strange disease I'd be over there without even thinking about it. I'd just feel like a complete tool sitting down in a clinic with a big fat smile on my face saying "Doctor, I think I may be depressed!". Especially as depression was something I always figured could be dealt with by ones self and I still do, however in my current circumstance I just can't seem to trigger the change. I'm equally concerned about what course of action your standard clinic doctor may take or if I'd even be taken seriously about the whole thing. There's still a part of me that thinks I'm fabricating this to myself as an excuse for being a lazy SOB, but that very well could be my critical side kicking in again and that's definately my biggest self destruct button if life has taught me anything.
In the mean time I've stopped using pysches, not as much to keep my mind balanced and sober, but I seem to have slammed into a road block on that one and I'd just feel like I was wasting them.
So err... opinions please?
This is something I've been pondering for a couple of years now and probably have been experiencing for probably longer than I realise. Now to most I don't really come across as a depressed person and I generally am quite cheerful in my day to day life. Most of the time when I'm in good company I feel pretty good and I can laugh and merrily swap stories etc. But I do on occasion find people annoying for no good reason and find myself arguing with folk about stuff that doesn't matter just for the sake of it. Being a prick really doesn't suite me.
This realisation struck me hardest recently as most of the time growing up I'd have a big grin slapped on my face even if I wasn't feeling so great as it always made me feel better to smile as the world smiled back at me. These days the smile is getting less air time and a more blank expression seems to be taking the front seat. As people are used to seeing me smile, when I'm not smiling they always ask me what's wrong. I tell them "nothing" but the truth is inside I'm thinking 'I don't know'.
Looking at the more long term picture I'm pretty much going nowhere in life and haven't been for some time. If anything I'm slowly moving backwards. When I wake up in the morning I have no urge to get out of bed and have a very bleak feeling about the day ahead. Sometimes if I have something planned that I have been happily looking forward to, on first waking up on the day I have very negative feelings about it. Once I've been awake 8 hours or so I start to come round a bit. This leads me to not sleeping properly as I'm always at my best when I should be going to sleep but this doesn't happen as this is when I'm at my most productive. However when I do try to sleep as my mind is in better working order I find myself worrying about things that I should have been thinking about in the day. I'll lay there thinking about positive things I can do to sort my life out, but of course when I awake after sleeping all the drive to implement it has gone. Also on top of this my sleep cycles are very erratic at best so this obviously isn't helping. I probably haven't had steady sleep rhythms since I was 15. I'm now 26.
The bit that's bothering me the most is that I seem to be so overly critical of myself that it's bordering on a disabilty that seems to be routed in a very retarded form of arrogance. Very often I get folk telling me I have a very creative mind. My main thing used to be music/production but on many occasion I have been told I should write comedy/ be a chef/write a book. I always reply by slamming folk rather than taking the complement as if I know better than them and they are wrong. It's not even like I think everything I do sucks, but there's an irrational instinct inside me that tells me so and it's that instinct that holds the rationality on a chain. A similar instinct used to make me think people disliked me as soon as they met me, but that's becoming less prominent. Though this is irrelevant at the moment as in my current location it's very difficult finding like minded folk anyway so generally on meeting new people I have very little to talk about and I just end up listening = I know them but, they don't know me. It's almost as if I don't exist. This reminds me of another thing that I do which is just weird. If I'm thinking of something or doing an activity that reminds me of an old friend, I imagine a conversation with that person in my head about the theme in question.
I guess that's probably enough splurging as I could go on for longer but this isn't really the point of this post. What I'm asking is does this sound farmiliar to anyone?
For the last 6 months or so I've given myself a little statement to live by:
"Stop being a dick-head" (only the 'H' is silent as I say it in a yorkshire accent like an old friend)
Basically it means I know what the problem is now so I should just sort it. Just get off my ass and do all that stuff I should do. For a couple of months I almost had it in me. I started doing a bit more work with ayahuasca and that gave me a bit of focus and spiritual energy to be going along with. Then I came to the conclusion that there was no point using the vine anymore until I took those steps to improvement. I have noticed the afterglow of caapi isn't as much a chemical thing for myself as it is an impact it has on the more psychological part of the mind rather than the physical due to the way I could sort out my issues in my head in a nice and orderly fashion neatly filing away the avalanche of worry's.
Anyways I've started pondering with the notion of dealing with this matter through more conventional methods. My personal life is at a stage where it's critical that I can function adequately as a human and the problem only seems to be getting worse if anything. The thing is I feel quite strange about going to a doctor or whatever about this. I'm generally a fairly healthy individual and I have no need for them. Don't get me wrong if I got shot or had some strange disease I'd be over there without even thinking about it. I'd just feel like a complete tool sitting down in a clinic with a big fat smile on my face saying "Doctor, I think I may be depressed!". Especially as depression was something I always figured could be dealt with by ones self and I still do, however in my current circumstance I just can't seem to trigger the change. I'm equally concerned about what course of action your standard clinic doctor may take or if I'd even be taken seriously about the whole thing. There's still a part of me that thinks I'm fabricating this to myself as an excuse for being a lazy SOB, but that very well could be my critical side kicking in again and that's definately my biggest self destruct button if life has taught me anything.
In the mean time I've stopped using pysches, not as much to keep my mind balanced and sober, but I seem to have slammed into a road block on that one and I'd just feel like I was wasting them.
So err... opinions please?