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I am having trouble finding leisurely things to do when I’m feeling depressed. I have tried making art again but I just feel frustrated by everything I make. I can’t really read things either because I just don’t get any enjoyment out of it when I’m not in a good mood. (Also I consider exercise to be more of a chore tbh. I’m more looking for things I can do after doing something productive.)
#Depression #anhedonia

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Maybe Self-pitying, But True. Comments Welcome! #cerebral palsy, #chronic pain, #Depression , #anhedonia

I don't know what this is. I mean, I do but...well, the thing is, I hate my life. There's nothing new, nothing adventurous - just so-called "real life" - and I hate "real life"!

All I really do is wake up in pain, shower (when I can), get dressed, walk down the street to the restaurant I have breakfast in (I hate eating in my apartment- hate it!), am overwhelmed with more pain, walk back up the street trying not to fall on my face because of my balance (I have mild cerebral palsy) and am in pain. Sounds boring, doesn't it? It is! Although, I will say...I get the feeling that I'm losing my train of thought with all of this. Trying to get it all done so everyone's happy, everything's in place, being wherever everyone else wants me. When is anyone going to do that for me? My answer would be - never!

I'm a loner. Always have been, always will be. I enjoy being alone - I'm much more relaxed when I'm alone. So why do people insist on bothering me? I'm also a bit of a misanthrope. I don't hate anyone, I just want to be left alone!

What does this have to do with anything? All that I've written above, except the bits about being a loner and misanthrope causes pain. Throbbing pain. The kind of pain where I have to lay down and wait until the pain passes.

I feel like I'm wasting my life. Who am I kidding? I AM wasting my life, doing nothing for myself and everything for everyone else. It causes pain, my friends, pain! I'm dreading going back to the apartment and reading a book and I like the book - well, sort of. I need to rethink everything, I believe. Where the hell did that come from? It's true, but...my mind wanders about - must be my ADHD.

Ah, well - I'll stop now. I could go on, but I've said enough for now. I'd like to continue this kind of post though, at some point. I don't know!

Two more things...
1) From the title, people are going to be reading this and be totally confused.
2) If you're wondering what I mean by being a loner, check out Robert Redford in the film "Jeremiah Johnson" (1972). I'm not looking to be a mountain man, but I think you'll get the idea. That's if you're interested.

You know something? I'm hungry for a roast beef sandwich! Hopefully, the Shipt order will be here soon! YIPPIE!

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There's so much *blah*

Hello mighty. It's been tough for a long time. There's so much in my life I am grateful for, but I keep lacking that spark, that joy for living. It feels comfortable to be depressed... I know it, it's familiar, but I... I want to be balanced. I also want to experience what it's is to live in my power. I want peace. I want to feel connected to that greater being. I want to revel in my purpose. I'm not a religious person, but I just keep wondering what's this all for?#anhedonia #Doubledepression #PersistentDepressiveDisorder #MajorDepressiveDisorder

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How can I leave my family, or find a “purpose”?

I’m sorry in advance if this post is triggering, or otherwise not allowed.

Let me cut to the point: I believe that I no longer serve a role or a purpose in the daily life I am living. My husband and teenage children have no real use/need for me anymore. They just avoid me, until they want or need something that I can provide. I cannot manage to make/sustain connections with others (immediate or extended family, friends/acquaintances; old or new), and am exceedingly lonely. (I cry every day - which is probably good, since it proves to me that I can feel.) Even the cat, who used to favor my company, has completely gone off me. I am very unfulfilled in my life, and I really don’t see the point in living anymore.

I’ve finally weaned off my antidepressant (psychiatrist knows this and has prescribed a different SSRI which I have not yet started), which did absolutely nothing for me except to “blunt” me. I spent YEARS feeling nothing and watching life go on around me, as if watching a movie. Now I can feel- and it’s anger and resentment for lost and wasted time; for the rejection I feel, among many, many other things. I do have a therapist-good as far as therapists go - who tells me I need to do self-care. I reminded them that I can’t even bring myself to bathe, let alone go on a mini-vacation, spa, retreat etc. That’s a big issue for me as well - I see that I’m deserving of attention as long as I’m paying someone for it.

Intellectually, I know how to begin the “leaving” process…as I’ve told my husband, if I knew where to go, I’d already be long gone. (The dynamics of our relationship are a big part of the problem - though I refuse to blame him or anyone else for what I am going through.) Problem is, I don’t know how or where to go, or if I even want to start all over. I do know that I cannot continue life the way it is and has been for a long time. I almost wish to die in my sleep - that’s all I do anymore is sleep, as I have no energy for anything else- so that I don’t have to make decisions and live in pain anymore.

If you have insights/perspectives to share, I’d appreciate them. But really, I needed to drop this “bomb” somewhere…I have no outlet otherwise. Thank you for reading.

#DebilitatingDepression #si #Isolation #anhedonia

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I can feel again. It’s not good, but at least I know I’m still alive…

#Depression #anhedonia I’m finally weaned off my antidepressant (The goal is/was to go onto another medication). But now I can actually FEEL. And I am so very angry, incredibly sad, grieving, all over the place. Maybe now healing can begin.

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Undergoing and Overthinking

On Saturdays I can feel the anxiety start to slowly creep up on me. I try to ignore that feeling. I then always try to entertain myself or do something special like going to eat in a restaurant. It feels like running away from my anxiety.

Once I am back home and it‘s night time it feels like a switch has been turned. It starts to feel like I am wrapped in a blanket of anxiety. Sundays probably are the worst days for me.

It is a pain to get out of bed. Why would I want to get out in the first place? I am most likely going to spend the rest of the day there anyways. My bed feels like a trench. But what should I do? What is the point in all this? I feel like I can not feel anything. I am looking at the clock. I am mad about myself for not doing anything on this Sunday where I have free time.

I am mad about how time is passing. I count every hour that passes. Yet I somehow still want that day to be over as fast as possible. „Oh! Another hour has passed, well it is too late to start doing anything now. What a shame!“ I think to myself. But what would I want to do? I honestly do not know.

I feel like I am rotting. I feel like I am just waiting. I also want to feel happy. Oh where is that feeling. I honestly can just hope that things will get better and that I just have to keep fighting on the dark side. Is it all my fault? Am I responsible for how I am feeling?

I stuff myself with unhealthy food. I can somehow feel something. Exhaustion is the title for everyday. I sleep but I do not feel like I slept.

I am overthinking so much about the people I like. I think, suppose and assume so much about the people I like. But is it even worth thinking so much about them? Do they even like me?

I feel exhausted. #Depression #Anxiety #overthinking #anhedonia

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Progress, not perfection #ACA #ChildAbuse #Jewish #Zen #Anxiety #AspergersSyndrome #MajorDepression #anhedonia

I have worked very hard on myself to make myself functional again. I'm now able to sustain a couple long-term friendships, and even interact with others occasionally. However, things like silence, vague answers, and people leaving (anywhere) suddenly, still throw me in a tailspin. The same with gaslighting, manipulation, and twisting my words. I don't know how to react better to these situations, so I try to separate my part from their part on whether it's my fault or not. Then I remind myself of how far I've come and what I've accomplished. Progress, not perfection.

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Apathy

Things are okay other than this crippling anhediona. I can’t seem to engage in anything in a meaningful way. I read a book for 15 minutes and abandon it out of boredom. It sucks when your depressed and you reach a point where you physically cannot sleep anymore then you have to actually do something to pass the time. Doing anything is a chore and seems meaningless when you’re depressed and apathetic. Hoping I snap out of this because it sucks to have lost my lust for life. #apathy #Bipolar1Disorder #BipolarDepression #anhedonia

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What is Anhedonia?

What is Anhedonia? Anhedonia is the inability to feel pleasure. A kind of numbness to things that used to bring you joy. It's a common symptom of depression, but it can also accompany trauma. For me, it tends to happen when I've hit a state of overwhelm associated with being triggered that I start to dissociate. I just get to a point where I don't have the capacity to deal with or focus on anything, even if it's something I typically enjoy.

Lately I've been feeling that way and it's something I'm trying to reel in.

When Mental Illness Causes You to Experience Anhedonia

Do you experience Anhedonia? If so, how do you combat it?

#Trauma #feelings #PTSD #CPTSD #anhedonia #numb

When Mental Illness Causes You to Experience Anhedonia

"Anhedonia: the inability to feel."
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