I'm not as crazy as I thought
17 years ago
For those interested in my long silence I've been having a hell of a terrible time. Depression, anxiety, 3 month long stay in a mental ward.
Apparently I just have sleep apnea (stop breathing several times an hour in my sleep which causes me to stir and ruins my entire sleep cycle.) Who'd have thought, I'm a skinny guy, I'm only 22. If you're interested in a full story follow the link in mah blog:
http://mutedvision.net/blog/?p=37
So I'm not crazy anymore and I could have avoided it entirely even (fuck you, I can call depression crazy, I dealt with it for long enough)
I'm just chronically sleep deprived on such a rediculous scale. Every night I am re-awoken every five minutes or so at least. Sometimes 45 second+ stretches of choking while I'm sleeping followed by 15 seconds of breathing followed by yet another 45 second stretch.
Apparently I just have sleep apnea (stop breathing several times an hour in my sleep which causes me to stir and ruins my entire sleep cycle.) Who'd have thought, I'm a skinny guy, I'm only 22. If you're interested in a full story follow the link in mah blog:
http://mutedvision.net/blog/?p=37
So I'm not crazy anymore and I could have avoided it entirely even (fuck you, I can call depression crazy, I dealt with it for long enough)
I'm just chronically sleep deprived on such a rediculous scale. Every night I am re-awoken every five minutes or so at least. Sometimes 45 second+ stretches of choking while I'm sleeping followed by 15 seconds of breathing followed by yet another 45 second stretch.
Even when you realize "there's no reason to be upset" that only makes it worse... "Am I going to be ok? Why am I worrying so much? I can't be healthy if I worry this much! I'm shortening my lifespan by stressing out so much, oh my god, there's people here, they'll think I'm a screwup if I make any noise to alert them to me... I've got to get the fuck out of here, somewhere safe. Fuck, where the hell do I go, what the hell!? GAH, there's nothing to worry about, but I'm worrying, I'm so screwed up, jesus fucking christ I need to leave! Where the fuck can I go? I can't get out of here without drawing attention, I have nowhere to go and I'm dying."
It's kind of rough.... To put it mildly.
I can only say that it's hard dealing with depression with no identifiable source, I can only imagine what it must be like if there were something to pin it on and you were a victim. That would make things simpler in some ways and much, much, much more complicated and hurtful in others (if you understand what I mean.) And this is just speaking from my own viewpoint who knows if I actually even have that down right.
I can only speak for myself, but it sounds like you're done with your depression and so I congratulate you. Not an easy hole to crawl out of.
it was totally odd cause i never really cared for my parents and yet it was affecting me in the biggest way