New Suxs Thread

[Trethowan]

With depression a lot of times it helps to get people out of their own heads. A lot of people who suffer from depression volunteer at soup kitchens, homeless shelters, crisis centers, animal shelters, etc. They generally report that the service and re-directed focus (from self oriented thought to thinking of others) really helps them gain new perspective on life and the doing-good alleviates a lot of negative emotions. They develop a gratitude for their own lives and a thankfulness for the positives. It doesn't change their own bad circumstances but it helps them cope in a positive way.

[knittnkitten]

there are studies about certain ultra-low frequencies motors and fans can make that can cause feelings of fear, anxiety and paranoia.

[DollyKim]

And pipes and wires places like basements contribute to feelings of places being "haunted". Along with my friend Kirk.

[SoapBubbles]

Thanks everyone. It really helps a lot just to see your supportive comments that reassure me that I'm not going crazy here.

[knittnkitten]

I guess if the fridge is making the noise, it can't hurt to get a repair guy in to look at it. it might just need fiddled with. (and cheaper then therapy)

[mica]

SO Nervous, going to nursing home for a meeting about father.
I haven't seen him since my breakdown
eek help me!

[Alopecia No Hime]

My dad's fucking insane..He had a melt down because of how my mother ordered a freaking english egg sausage and cheese mcmuffin or whatever they call it...And then turned this yell fest over on me after I finally couldn't take it anymore...Yeah I was eavesdropping bad thing I know but I intend to make it my business...I know oh so much more then they think I do....

I charged in there getting in his face telling him how I couldn't take it anymore how I couldn't take how he yelled at us both...Insulting us...

Yeah he can be a real asshole...No he IS an asshole, a jackass, a jackanape....

Says he signed a marriage paper not a paper to be a daddy....
Oh last I checked the day I existed in this world you were my father even if you didn't like me...I have your blood...And your temper...

Except I didn't use it to attack...I went in as bait so he would yell at me instead of my mom...I didn't get reduced to tears I sat there petting my dog speaking softly, quietly, apologizing trying to calm him down...I just sat there and took it sitting straight head high and raising my eyebrows every so often.

He was talking in circles by the time it was over...I cried when he and my mom and uncle left but only to let out stress. I'm calm now...But I am irritated...He's an adult...He should know how to treat others.

Nope...He doesn't...He used to tease me all the time when I was little and stuff trying to teach me 'emotional intelligence'...Yeah he didn't dare say any of that when I was sobbing in his arms over my friend's mothers death. I cry alone now...

Sew alone, eat alone, write alone, draw alone, cry alone...

I avoid conflict but today I charged right in...

So how come I feel strength now instead of anger? Power knowing I sent him stammering, talking in circles and him finally saying he didn't know what to make of me...A little bit of a giggle from realizing I finally did it and stepped up to the plate.

Gah my emotions are mixed right now...Yes my dad's an ass but he's my ass...I love him yet I wanna smack him some days.

Go figure.

[Trethowan]

You feel strength because you weren't a doormat. You believed in yourself and stood strong, showed him you had strength and worth and value. You didn't let him get away with it, didn't minimize his wrong. You made him face it, and face himself. The sent-stammering in circles was him being flabbergasted; maybe nobody has ever stood up to him before.

You stood up to him and achieved something that day. You love him but that doesn't excuse his behaviour. Your love should ENCOURAGE confrontation. When we truly love someone we don't let them continue to hurt us or others, we stop them, confront the wrong with grace and love, but we stand up to it. True love fights. There's a power in that. Love fights for what is right, for what is just, and for what is true.

[richila]

I have no idea what this is called in medical terms, but I seem to be extremely sensitive to certain types of noise. For example, if there is a major construction going on near where I live I literally can't sleep properly, get extremely stressed, and begin to show signs of clinical depression within a few days. Even after the source of the noise disappears, the effects remain for about 1-2 weeks.

My mother's shop has a fridge motor that seems to produce these sounds as being in her shop for about an hour makes me feel extremely anxious, stressed, and fatigued. So as much as I want to help her out when she's tired, I have actually pretty much developed a FEAR of going to her shop due to the 'side-effects' I get. Apparently I am an ungrateful and terrible daughter because I don't want to make a an hour's trip to her shop in rainy weather, stand in that fearful environment for 3 hours, make another hour trip back home then drive 2 hours to get back to my university tonight. Up until this year, I used to look after her shop every weekend for around 6 to 12 hours until I really couldn't take it anymore. I don't want to go there anymore. I'm scared to go there now.

I absolutely hate this. I know she loves me and everything, but she doesn't seem to be able to understand just how stressful and painful (psychologically) it actually is for me to just BE THERE in her shop let alone work. I literally feel trapped, anxious, and become VERY stressed when I go there... It just... Sucks. I tried to explain how I feel, but she just doesn't understand why something that doesn't affect her can possibly affect me to such a degree. I don't even know anymore, maybe it really is just me. Am I just going mad..?

You are not crazy.
http://www.hyperacusis.net/hyperacusis/4+types+of+sound+sensitivity/default.asp
I have always been sensitive to sound and frequency. I can hear flourescent lights. I bless the day earbuds were invented.

[Alopecia No Hime]

You feel strength because you weren't a doormat. You believed in yourself and stood strong, showed him you had strength and worth and value. You didn't let him get away with it, didn't minimize his wrong. You made him face it, and face himself. The sent-stammering in circles was him being flabbergasted; maybe nobody has ever stood up to him before.

You stood up to him and achieved something that day. You love him but that doesn't excuse his behaviour. Your love should ENCOURAGE confrontation. When we truly love someone we don't let them continue to hurt us or others, we stop them, confront the wrong with grace and love, but we stand up to it. True love fights. There's a power in that. Love fights for what is right, for what is just, and for what is true.

Thanks..I needed to hear that. I feel good...No remorse about it. It was about time he had his ass handed to him.