Ashoka
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- Joined
- Aug 20, 2015
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I’ve been really struggling recently and been getting to a point that feels utterly hopeless. I have chronic infections (lyme disease, EBV, etc), Post-Finasteride Syndrome (the amazing disaster that started all this), obsessive heartbreak after a breakup from two years ago, considerable debt (including medical debt from the emergency room), and on top of that, I’ve always had characteristics in the range of what they call empath/HSP or Highly Sensitive Person. Then about everything that’s going on in the world, I’m in a state of panic constantly.
I get in such an emotional bind about all this I can’t accomplish or do anything. Most of my day is just attending to symptoms and thoughts popping up or putting my best effort into distracting myself. When I push myself I end up regretting it, because it just heightens every bad feeling and the sense of desperation. It feels like a form of self-abuse to push oneself in these circumstances.
There have been moments I felt more hopeful. Of course with resources, I believe these types of issues, even the ones I have, people can recover from. I believe that thanks to Peat and many other people whose work and experiences I’ve encountered over the years. But I’ve had little plans and ambitions derailed now countless, innumerable times, and I’m only seeing the most sobering truth - that nothing appears to be changing for me, and that too little has gotten better in the last six years. In fact there are ways things have gotten much worse. I don’t know what I can do in my situation to find a way out, with each of these factors at work. I’m not even thinking I will find the answers here. But part of trying to make a change is reaching out, and that’s all I have left sometimes.
I get in such an emotional bind about all this I can’t accomplish or do anything. Most of my day is just attending to symptoms and thoughts popping up or putting my best effort into distracting myself. When I push myself I end up regretting it, because it just heightens every bad feeling and the sense of desperation. It feels like a form of self-abuse to push oneself in these circumstances.
There have been moments I felt more hopeful. Of course with resources, I believe these types of issues, even the ones I have, people can recover from. I believe that thanks to Peat and many other people whose work and experiences I’ve encountered over the years. But I’ve had little plans and ambitions derailed now countless, innumerable times, and I’m only seeing the most sobering truth - that nothing appears to be changing for me, and that too little has gotten better in the last six years. In fact there are ways things have gotten much worse. I don’t know what I can do in my situation to find a way out, with each of these factors at work. I’m not even thinking I will find the answers here. But part of trying to make a change is reaching out, and that’s all I have left sometimes.