In 10 years I'll probably be saying this about my 30s.
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I never thought about it so much. I just know it has been traumatizing and yes. Time I will never get Back. And the time now trying "to fix" myself neither.
Yeah, this is one of the things that really does get me steaming. I don't want anyone to have the experiences I did as a kid, whether that's the emotional abuse of one parent, the neglect of the other, the steaming pile of religious guilt shoved on me, and the relentless unhappiness that pervaded my teenage years. People denying the illness aspect of it, merely dismissing it as a phase, and pushing the philosophy that kids don't need help and treatment (which also leads to isolation in the already fucked up social world the child is now finding themself in) are cruel.
Lost a good chunk of my adulthood too. Still working on it. Probably always will be.
Did I miss the pro-mental-illness crowd? I feel like I never meet people like "depression is great! We should have more of it!"
there are many who romanticize it. (those people often have no mental illness)
as someone with mental illness, you sometimes have to try to find the silver linings. is it good, beautiful, or romantic when i bedrot and am not taking care of myself? absolutely not. but is it an enjoyable, romantic, and intimate experience to bedrot with someone else? yes, yes it is.
also there is a certain beauty to the aesthetic of someone with ADHD no-lifing a project and creating something incredible. that chaos can be lovely even if it derails the rest of your life
i wish i had enough support to no-life some cool project! as it is i'm barely functioning atm and i can't see silver linings to romanticize.
it has some perks but its overall pretty terrible.
thats very valid and understandable. im not gonna try and tell you how to fix it because i genuinely have no clue, but i will say i think that scene from Avatar The Last Airbender about clogged chakras is very enlightening. The past two years i was in a terrible, slow depression spiral due to burning myself out of tech and cybersecurity. I stopped working on my homelab, i stopped doing pretty much all my schoolwork, and my work was suffering. i barely managed to maintain my work enough to not get put on an improvement plan, but my boss was definitely picking up on my poor performance. about a year ago i got into raving and that was grear except for that fact i dove into it as a form of escapism. i threw myself into partying, drugs, and sex to procrastinate on and shirk my responsibilities. this led to me failing all my classes for what was supposed to be my last term of uni, and it just consumed my entire life. combined with an unhealthy relationship that brought me to my breaking point, i had to accept that something was off and seriously wrong. i was developing a bad drug abuse problem and was isolating myself more and more from the people that loved me, which was something i was used to and would do periodically. combined with the US imploding in on itself, my mental health was quite possibly the worst it had since I was a young kid, and maybe even the worst its ever been.
these past few months I've realized im trans and have begun making progress on transitioning. i opened up to my parents about my drug abuse and transitioning, and as ive gone along this journey it just feels like more and more who i am is unclogging and flowing downstream. I'm happier, more content, and actually handling my responsibilities (mostly). im getting more involved in ny local community so that the headlines don't kill me as much, and I'm consistently communicating and reaching out to the peopke that are important to me. these past few days even ive finally started working on tech projects again for the first time in 2 years and am happy to say my homelab is getting the TLC it deserves. i am also finally looking into getting medicated for my ADHD, although time will tell if I stick with it as I personally love the raw, unfiltered chaos that is my brain (but im gonna give it a fair shake).
I guess im writing this to say that I don't know what will help you, but it sounds like you got a lot of gunk gumming up and blocking your pools of flowing water. i haven't a clue what will help clear that up tbh; maybe its medications, maybe it's your environment, maybe you also are in the closet without realizing it. but i think if you can at least start to figure out whats blocking you, then the path forward will unfold itself. i wish you the best of luck on your joruney, friend. It's dangerous to go alone, take this: <3
ETA: i still rave, party, fuck, and do drugs. I just don't let it consume my everything. I wouldn't have figured out who I was without raving, it was just a necessary step in my journey that has brought me to very high highs and very low lows.
i relate closely to a bunch of things you said. i'm still at a loss, but it's sometimes good to hear i'm not alone again.
thanks, friend. have a nice day!
You'd be suprised.
It took me until after university to be able to figure out how to lose weight and get my depression/anxiety in check.
Fuck man.
Better late than never? I hear ya though. Lost time sucks and the current time doesn't seem very appealing.
~~Posting/talking about it this way so many years later is not a constructive use of your time though. Be positive instead, lest you relapse.~~
EDIT: I stand corrected; gratitude. I worded it wrong, my point is that there are better ways. Should not have diminished.
Absolutely not. Acknowledging that it was fucking awful is the only place from which actual progress can be made. Posting about it is a perfectly valid way to do that and provides an entry point into that conversation, provided people don't shut it down with toxic positivity.
Source: raised by gaslighting narcissists.
Merci, see edit.
I hope I didn't come off as hostile, I just feel the need to go to bat for people dealing with trauma sometimes. Thanks for understanding and take care.
You guys both seem really cool
I will simply neglect the absence of what I have lost for fear that I will lose more if I acknowledge it.