
NotSureToEndure
Professor of not a lot
- Aug 17, 2020
- 114
I flick between being suicidal and not fairly often.
I've had bouts of depression throughout life, but majorly more so over the last few years. I used to just get the odd day or two.. maybe a week at most.
The reason I hate where i'm at the moment is I cannot find a diagnosis for any of my problems.. I don't think there is one to be fair. I've pretty much been told 'mind over matter' etc..
I've had a lot of tests, but only through pushing hard on the NHS to get investigated. It's all led to nothing, and i've been frequently told that that is reassuring. I mean sure, I don't think i'm dying, but why do I feel so uncomfortable in my body? I'm in good health apparently.. all my organs are working and all my limbs work. Yet I get so much acheing in my wrists particularly, which sucks.. cos it stops me relaxing and enjoying so many activities.
Well my most recent GP says "have you heard of fibromyalgia?" .... I know he meant well but I find these terms super vague and unhelpful and yes.. I've heard the term :-)
I feel like I have the full house with a nice dose of IBS as well. Along with pains I get in my body that can't be explained. It's got to the point where I find it hard to explain the pains because i've become so used to them being here.
I did find going on a super strict exclusion diet helped slightly with the IBS, but it led me to realise that basically introducing anything back in would trigger my issues again which makes me sad.
I love food.. I love cooking. I used to love travel, going out, working hard, playing hard. Living in the moment, genuinely.
Well I was doing all that until I started getting a weird abdominal pain that seemed to come in at seemingly random times. I went to the doctor and they suggested stomach acid. The pain became more nagging and the IBS got worse. So did my aches and pains. And my mood with it. I do have good days. I can still be social to a degree. But i'm finding it increasingly difficult to act like i'm okay, especially in work situations. I'm in a line of work that is very face to face, and very social. I work with lots of random people and companies all the time and it's very much a work hard/play hard ethic.
I find it hard to integrate myself like I used to, because i'm always compromising. Worrying about what i'll have to eat, and drink etc. Worrying about sleep. Trying to be careful what I put inside my body but it's hard to explain why i'm doing this.. because it doesn't actually make me feel much better.
I used to just go with the flow, but now it feels like I have to worry about it. 'IBS' is an absolute c*nt. I don't have any allergies. I don't have any disabilities. I've been told all my organs are fully functional.
So wtf is wrong with me. One day i've constipated and one day it's running like a fucking avalanche. Next day my hand feels like it hurts even to write a sentence or use the mouse for 5 minutes. I try stretching, massaging, resting, exercising etc.
I feel bad going on about my problems to other people and I think the way I cope with it is either acting i'm okay (to the best of my ability), or just avoiding certain situations so I don't have to explain why i'm not up for a big night out, or something equally fun. Problem is, my work is so sporadic, and I guess maybe it's the lack of routine that has led my body into feeling this way in my mid thirties.
I used to LOVE the lack of routine but i'm sure it's got to be the reason for why I feel in such a mixed up position both physically and mentally. Thing is I don't know what else I'd do for work. The work i do is absolutely booming at the moment, and I could work every day of the week if I wanted. Thing is I find myself overthinking.. worrying about whether i'm up the task. I'm still okay financially, for now, but it doesn't really help me solve anything. I also feel like my hands and wrists restrict certain jobs that I might take, but i don't have a good excuse for why I can't do them. So that adds to the anxiety as well.
It's hard to explain to a guy on site why you're struggling when you don't have a diagnosis.
I considered paying for private healthcare, but I actually have no idea who I'd talk to, and worry it might become a very expensive wild goose chase.
None of the anti acid medication helped. In fact some medication seemed to make it worse. This abdominal pain seems to come in worse with medication, drugs, alcohol. Anything that normally would be a relief.. right? I even found that taking propranolol for anxiety made the pain worse. I mention this to my GP and he looks at me like i'm mad.
I recently tried amitriptyline and i've tried nortriptyline in the past. They have some benefits. But I also feel like a zombie even on a low amounts. My visions gets worse (it's normally pretty good - my one salvation!). I feel less switched on and out of touch with whats going on around me.. urgh.. I don't think I want to go down that road again. But it's always the suggestion from GPs because it's the easy fix I guess.
I just can't figure out my issues. The curious positivity I used to have, that eagerness to find an answer.. it's slowly fading away. It's eaten away at my motivation to live and adventure and it sucks. I don't know who to talk to about this.
I always lived pretty positive. Looking on the bright side of things. I think most people see me this way on the outside. But it's so tiring pretending to be okay when you're not. If I try to explain my problems I find it so hard because they are so vague.
Fuck. I have the things I need to kill myself. But I have a longterm partner and I know it would absolutely destroy her if I went. She knows i've been unhappy and we do talk a lot, but I don't think she suspects me being suicidal. I feel so horribly guilty when I think about how I would do it. I was genuinely close the other day. I suddenly had a window of a few days where I could have easily booked a hotel and said I was working away. I was playing it out in my mind and was even browsing hotels. But then I got home and I suddenly felt super guilty.
I have never told anyone I'm suicidal. My mum killed herself when I was a teenager and I genuinely tried to live my life as positively as I could because of this. I used to think, fuck I could never kill myself because it sucks to lose someone. But now, 20 something years later, I feel myself closer and closer to suicide feeling like the logical solution.
Life is tiring man. I wish I could rewind 10 years and see if I could have steered myself towards a healthier path, but maybe I was destined to end up like this? Through all my tests and scans, not once has anyone indicated that there is anything wrong with me. That's the bit I really struggle with. I feel like i'm chasing a diagnosis that doesn't exist.
I feel so drained and broken and I genuinely feel lost. It would be so much easier to drink that N...
But actually doing it.. hmm. It all feels very final.
Apologies for the rant here. It's all a bit long and incoherent. But sometimes it's good to just get it out..
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I don't reply much, but I do read a lot of posts here, and I hope you're all as okay as you can be right now <3
I've had bouts of depression throughout life, but majorly more so over the last few years. I used to just get the odd day or two.. maybe a week at most.
The reason I hate where i'm at the moment is I cannot find a diagnosis for any of my problems.. I don't think there is one to be fair. I've pretty much been told 'mind over matter' etc..
I've had a lot of tests, but only through pushing hard on the NHS to get investigated. It's all led to nothing, and i've been frequently told that that is reassuring. I mean sure, I don't think i'm dying, but why do I feel so uncomfortable in my body? I'm in good health apparently.. all my organs are working and all my limbs work. Yet I get so much acheing in my wrists particularly, which sucks.. cos it stops me relaxing and enjoying so many activities.
Well my most recent GP says "have you heard of fibromyalgia?" .... I know he meant well but I find these terms super vague and unhelpful and yes.. I've heard the term :-)
I feel like I have the full house with a nice dose of IBS as well. Along with pains I get in my body that can't be explained. It's got to the point where I find it hard to explain the pains because i've become so used to them being here.
I did find going on a super strict exclusion diet helped slightly with the IBS, but it led me to realise that basically introducing anything back in would trigger my issues again which makes me sad.
I love food.. I love cooking. I used to love travel, going out, working hard, playing hard. Living in the moment, genuinely.
Well I was doing all that until I started getting a weird abdominal pain that seemed to come in at seemingly random times. I went to the doctor and they suggested stomach acid. The pain became more nagging and the IBS got worse. So did my aches and pains. And my mood with it. I do have good days. I can still be social to a degree. But i'm finding it increasingly difficult to act like i'm okay, especially in work situations. I'm in a line of work that is very face to face, and very social. I work with lots of random people and companies all the time and it's very much a work hard/play hard ethic.
I find it hard to integrate myself like I used to, because i'm always compromising. Worrying about what i'll have to eat, and drink etc. Worrying about sleep. Trying to be careful what I put inside my body but it's hard to explain why i'm doing this.. because it doesn't actually make me feel much better.
I used to just go with the flow, but now it feels like I have to worry about it. 'IBS' is an absolute c*nt. I don't have any allergies. I don't have any disabilities. I've been told all my organs are fully functional.
So wtf is wrong with me. One day i've constipated and one day it's running like a fucking avalanche. Next day my hand feels like it hurts even to write a sentence or use the mouse for 5 minutes. I try stretching, massaging, resting, exercising etc.
I feel bad going on about my problems to other people and I think the way I cope with it is either acting i'm okay (to the best of my ability), or just avoiding certain situations so I don't have to explain why i'm not up for a big night out, or something equally fun. Problem is, my work is so sporadic, and I guess maybe it's the lack of routine that has led my body into feeling this way in my mid thirties.
I used to LOVE the lack of routine but i'm sure it's got to be the reason for why I feel in such a mixed up position both physically and mentally. Thing is I don't know what else I'd do for work. The work i do is absolutely booming at the moment, and I could work every day of the week if I wanted. Thing is I find myself overthinking.. worrying about whether i'm up the task. I'm still okay financially, for now, but it doesn't really help me solve anything. I also feel like my hands and wrists restrict certain jobs that I might take, but i don't have a good excuse for why I can't do them. So that adds to the anxiety as well.
It's hard to explain to a guy on site why you're struggling when you don't have a diagnosis.
I considered paying for private healthcare, but I actually have no idea who I'd talk to, and worry it might become a very expensive wild goose chase.
None of the anti acid medication helped. In fact some medication seemed to make it worse. This abdominal pain seems to come in worse with medication, drugs, alcohol. Anything that normally would be a relief.. right? I even found that taking propranolol for anxiety made the pain worse. I mention this to my GP and he looks at me like i'm mad.
I recently tried amitriptyline and i've tried nortriptyline in the past. They have some benefits. But I also feel like a zombie even on a low amounts. My visions gets worse (it's normally pretty good - my one salvation!). I feel less switched on and out of touch with whats going on around me.. urgh.. I don't think I want to go down that road again. But it's always the suggestion from GPs because it's the easy fix I guess.
I just can't figure out my issues. The curious positivity I used to have, that eagerness to find an answer.. it's slowly fading away. It's eaten away at my motivation to live and adventure and it sucks. I don't know who to talk to about this.
I always lived pretty positive. Looking on the bright side of things. I think most people see me this way on the outside. But it's so tiring pretending to be okay when you're not. If I try to explain my problems I find it so hard because they are so vague.
Fuck. I have the things I need to kill myself. But I have a longterm partner and I know it would absolutely destroy her if I went. She knows i've been unhappy and we do talk a lot, but I don't think she suspects me being suicidal. I feel so horribly guilty when I think about how I would do it. I was genuinely close the other day. I suddenly had a window of a few days where I could have easily booked a hotel and said I was working away. I was playing it out in my mind and was even browsing hotels. But then I got home and I suddenly felt super guilty.
I have never told anyone I'm suicidal. My mum killed herself when I was a teenager and I genuinely tried to live my life as positively as I could because of this. I used to think, fuck I could never kill myself because it sucks to lose someone. But now, 20 something years later, I feel myself closer and closer to suicide feeling like the logical solution.
Life is tiring man. I wish I could rewind 10 years and see if I could have steered myself towards a healthier path, but maybe I was destined to end up like this? Through all my tests and scans, not once has anyone indicated that there is anything wrong with me. That's the bit I really struggle with. I feel like i'm chasing a diagnosis that doesn't exist.
I feel so drained and broken and I genuinely feel lost. It would be so much easier to drink that N...
But actually doing it.. hmm. It all feels very final.
Apologies for the rant here. It's all a bit long and incoherent. But sometimes it's good to just get it out..
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I don't reply much, but I do read a lot of posts here, and I hope you're all as okay as you can be right now <3