Mental Health Thread • Page 440

this is what I did to handle my cats recent dental cleaning.

 

love to your little one, my cat is my entire world and if he ever had any health issues I’d be scared to death. thankfully somehow in the four and a half years I’ve had him he’s been really healthy. My parents have had a lot of issues with their cat who has feline herpes and I love that cat like it’s my own

 

separate topic kind of but that reminds me of a Reddit thread I saw the other day asking for arguments in favor of adopting a cat and I just have to say how much having my cat has improved my mental health and well being throughout the years and how much better of a person he’s made me and I would pretty much take a bullet for him. I’ve always been a huge lover of animals and grew up with pets but being on your own and only having your little buddy around on your worst days builds a bond I’ve never felt before. Like I know it sounds corny but when I was a kid I loved Pokémon and wanted what Ash had with Pikachu and now I look at my cat and I’m like he’s literally my little fucking pikachu

 

Bruv that’s not corny at all, when I was a kid I used to toss a stuffed pokeball at my dog and pretend like I was “catching” her lol. I’d turn my hat backward and everything. Relatable as hell

 

It's a welcome change when I have the rare day that I don't feel all that depressed. Not doing so bad today!

 

Not really in the financial position to donate, but sending you good vibes. I've had cats my whole life and know firsthand about medical problems, vet bills, and spending thousands of dollars to keep them happy and healthy for as long as possible. Please keep us posted!

 

Thank you for the kind words. We took him back in to the vet to be catheterized and stay overnight and mentioned that Cleveland kept him one night after surgery. Our normal vet just told us they would have kept him three nights minimum, upwards of five to make sure he was peeing on his own and that his opening hasn't healed over. We're frustrated, but relieved he is in the hands of a vet we trust and are willing to do whatever we can to help get him well again.

The vet also mentioned that medication would have been an option to manage the blockages...we saw four different vet offices, and not one mentioned medication. So we are just feeling the guilt of having potentially put our boy through a surgery that wasn't completely necessary, although there's no way we'll ever know that and fortunately, besides not peeing on his own, he is acting healthy and happy.

 

I'll be thinking of him! My avatar is my cat who passed away two years ago named Toonces. He had chronic rhinitis his whole life because of a viral infection he had as a kitten and required lots of medical attention. Amazingly, he lived to be almost 17, the longest lived of his litter. So just because your cat is having medical issues now doesn't mean who won't live a long and happy life!

 

Toonces seems very lucky to have had you, and vice-versa. King shit.

 

I caught wind of a post by one of my estranged sisters talking about how great of a relationship my brother has with her autistic son. Zero mention of me at all, because apparently I don't fucking exist because I refused to take the side of a convicted criminal (my dad). I'm not trying to take anything away from my nephew's diagnosis, but I've worked for years to manage my own Aspergers/ASD and all my father and brother ever did was make fun of my quirks. So it's pretty obvious to me he's just doing all of this to look good rather than any genuine care or concern. And as much as it is my personal choice not to communicate with my brother or my two oldest sisters, it still hurts to be treated like a pariah for shit that isn't my fault.

 

I’m not ready to talk about family with my therapist this week. It’s a whole topic I try to avoid in general

 

I dislike admitting and letting work influence how I feel. I try my best to keep work its own weird little ball of hell completely secluded to “real life” but that’s obviously not how most people and emotions work. Last few weeks have been a shit sandwich but there were brief glimpses where at least it wasn’t as bad as I thought things were - at least from the perspective of thinking people were souring on me and my recommendation on how to proceed with certain things, so that’s nice. But again just irritating that work effects me - good or bad - at all.

 

Me when I'm in crowded group seating and nobody sits next to me: omg what's wrong with me?? Why is everyone sitting somewhere except next to me? Am I that off putting? Do I seem unfriendly? I feel like there's a huge spotlight on the fact nobody is sitting by me

Me when someone sits next to me: ugh

 

I always want to be alone, but want to be with someone.

It's just never the right people and it's never at the right time.

How undesirable must I be?

 

Having new hearing aids has taught me how bad my verbal communication skills had gotten and that genuinely bums me out as I’ve had speech therapy when I was a kid and worked hard in my life to overcome that.

 

We went back for another ultrasound to see if things looked better. They do. Everything’s ok now and it feels like a weight off my chest.

 

That's awesome!! Congrats!

 

Huge congrats man, super happy for you and yours :)

 

I hung out with a friend this afternoon that I haven’t seen in over two years because I am bad at reaching out and making things happen and it was really nice and important and good. I am grateful that they even agreed to see me.

 

I miss having friends. 2018/19 I had a super active social life and was hanging out/partying most nights and then the pandemic hit and everyone kinda went separate ways. Been like 4 years now and I’m with my fiancée all the time so I’m not completely alone, but I still feel lonely. Especially with my mom and sisters living an hour away from me

 

I don't have friends near me anymore. It sucks. I fucking hate it.

 

I'm completely bored with life.

 

I don’t think some people realize how depressing it is to be alone

 

It's fucking horrible sometimes. Like truly, truly awful.

 

To have no one by your side when you need someone the most really sucks. It’s painful.