That above is my Chatango link to my profile there. Read about me and tell me about how I heal myself from depression and worry.
I am manic and hyper as well as crazy or arrogant depending. I am incredibly uneasy, apprehensive, worried, filled with dread, about what might happen. In cases of clinical anxiety, the feared event or circumstance rarely happens. So I have this in every case and go mad or insane depending on it as well, being driven mad by irrational thoughts and repetitive replayed scenes in my mind being visualized that are harsh and terrible, very dreadful and bad to think upon. It's like an unbearable bad song that you want to desperately push out and throw away, but it's like impossible to get rid of cause it is like getting bigger and bigger so much so that you just can't and you practically go mad or do go mad cause it won't go away, just keep worsening the more you try so hard to put it out of your mind. These thoughts are reoccurring and common, they get worse each time they come along and destroy a day I wanted to enjoy, but these dreaded thoughts come along and ruin it.
I've got some outside help from hospital mental ward for behavioral and physiological symptoms for a few weeks. That really relieved my pain and suffering portion of my issue so far for now, but I still currently suffer from a more minor form of these symptoms. Yeah, these symptoms where making me irrationally violent and hostile, so I was glad to get help before it all got even worse with no care or hope in sight. I was re-guided to hope and saw a fresh form of luck come my way and I feel that finally the Lord was answered part of my prayers for help in that way for those terrible symptoms.
I was harming my parents in more ways than one and was all but a dismembering and disrespectful loss of hope and love from them. They were right to seek outside help and if more were needed, I would go before it got worse again. The thing is, I know where to go to get help now if I did quickly need it by the moment I started having problems again. I remember, I was shaking and could not talk at all, like my throat was closing up on me and my heart was palpating also. My mind was racing so I couldn't think clearly enough to talk anyways, because of all my hostile madness had drenched my mind. There were some names of language being used that was inappropriate and offensive, that had shouldn't have happened nor be used.
If anyone can offering anymore advice on this, be my guest and respond diligently.
Edited by ♕Planet Eater☄, 12 November 2010 - 06:27 PM.