Mental Health Thread • Page 384

hoping for the best!

 

Leukemia is just such a scary fucking word to hear. And then even worse when they say “well it could be 1 of the 2 types”.

haven’t been together long but we are madly in love. I can’t even think about ever being without him.

THIS FUCKING SUCKS

 

I almost drove my car into a tree last night. I noticed last night after looking in my pill case that I forgot to take my mood stabilizer and anti depressant in the morning. My medications hold me together like duct tape.

 

Got a lil update on boyfriend:

He had an MRI done this morning, so we are waiting for those results. However, his white blood cell count went from 39,000 to 15,000. So that, to me as someone who has an abnormally high White blood cell count myself (I run between 11,000 and 13,000), is a good-ish sign.

I just hope he can go home before Christmas.

 

Doctors really annoy me but like...Ugh I get why they thought it might be Leukemia....

thank the lord its not. They determined that he just had a really really bad infection, and his white blood cell count is back to normal. He's going to be in the hospital for a few more days which sucks, but he's going to be ok!

 

thank God

 

We so what we can. It's tough. I'm sure they appreciate your support!

 

tonight I hosted a family get together and cooked and everything at my condo and it’s like the first time I’ve ever been able to do something like this in my life and I know at 30 it’s just like a normal thing that adults do but I really never imagined I would have the opportunity to do something like this or even want to and insist that I do something for the holidays at my own living space but I did and I just feel this profound sense of pride that I was able to do this but another little bit of sadness that I missed out for so many years and either physically was absent or mentally absent and could never contribute or be there for the holidays.

 

all that truly matters is that you’re there and able to now.

 

It’s embarrassing to admit, but I consider this a safe place. My wife and I are kind of hoarders and there are parts of our apartment we haven’t seen in years. We are going on a trip for a week, leaving Christmas and coming back new years. My wife was insistent on having someone come stay over to house sit and not just come in every day to check on the cats. She thinks they’ll get lonely and it’ll be better for them. So we asked my younger cousin and she’s excited to have a place for herself for a week. But we’ve been living here for five years and haven’t had our family over once because we’re so embarrassed. My wife made a cleaning schedule and we’ve been keeping at it. We cleaned day in and day out for a week and it looks awesome in here. A clean living space and do wonders on your mental health.

 

I totally sympathize. We're kinda hoarders ourselves, had 1 800 Got Junk come last week, and the place is still a disaster after that but we have COVID so the mess is just getting worse. We gotta put together a cleaning schedule, great idea.

 

My apartment in Philly was an absolute embarrassment and I could only bring home what would fit in my dads rental car so when I got my own place I started with very little and it has helped. It’s hard to let go of stuff and every day I think of another thing I haven’t seen and wish I would’ve kept but it’s a lot more freeing to have let go of some stuff. And I know my gf kept some of the more sentimental stuff I forgot and will bring it next month with her but still it has done wonder for my mental health starting from scratch at a brand new apartment and making it my own.

 

My Dad died. He wasn’t responding to my texts which is unlike him. He was supposed to join my wife’s family and us for Xmas eve dinner tonight. He was very much looking forward to it and so we thought it was very odd. I was just gonna take an Uber to his place since we brought the kids to the in laws already that way my wife could take them back still later. Well my wife insisted we drive the car together and my in laws would watch the kids.

My dad lives at his old friends house and I don’t have a key. The other neighbor had a spare key and lent it to us. I told my wife I didn’t want to go in til the sheriffs arrived. She wanted to incase he needed help which was very brave of her.

She found him in his bed hooked up to his sleep machine. She came back and just shook her head and we both broke down. All his neighbors were so upset and told me how good of a neighbor he was and how he always talked about my boys. Probably the worst Xmas eve I’ll surely ever have.

 

Oh my god I’m so sorry @Cameron

 

I am so so sorry, I can't imagine the heartbreak you're going through. Wishing you and your family the best

 

I’m sorry for your loss, I lost my dad a week before Christmas 16 years ago so I can understand how hard it is and trying to process it so close to the holidays. Be well and supportive of each other, need anything just message me.

 

Jesus, I am so sorry @Cameron. I’m not sure what to say beyond that but my god you and your family are certainly in my thoughts this Christmas. I hope you all are okay.

 

Fuck man I’m so sorry. That’s just terrible. I
Hope you’re doing okay.

 

Awful, awful news. Please be kind to yourselves. We're all here if you need anything at all. You're in our thoughts.

 

I'm so sorry for everything you and your family are going through right now. Thinking of you.

 

So sorry for your loss, @Cameron. My father passed unexpectedly as well a few years ago, which can make it harder in some ways I feel, so if you need to talk my DMs are open.

 

Fuck, man. I’m sorry for your loss :(

 

merry Christmas to everyone in this thread, my heart is out to those of you struggling with various issues, just know I’m thinking of you all and you’ve given me an outlet to heal which I’m so grateful for

 

I cannot imagine having to go through this right now, I’m thinking of you

 

I love my wife to death, but her OCD has gotten so much worse since we got married (and subsequently got RSV on our honeymoon). It's a full-blown phobia at this point, and she knows that, but she keeps putting off finding a therapist because she's got "15 million things to do," despite the fact that I offer to help her with anything she needs all the time. COVID is scary and sucks and I understand not wanting to get it (we both still wear masks most places unless we're really comfortable), but it just sucks the happiness out of the day when all we can talk about on the way home is whether we're going to get sick in the next week after seeing our families. I don't know what to do. It frustrates me, but addressing it seems to make things worse for her, and then I end up browsing Chorus.fm on Christmas night while she showers and goes straight to bed. Ugh.

Sorry. Life could be much, much worse. Just venting. And to be fair, I am completely empathetic because I'm terrified of driving and dream about crashing my car all the time. It's a problem. But I'm also seeing someone about it.