BlueMoonRisin’
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I've been on 50mg of sertraline for a few months now through anxiety and depression caused through this bastard torture of high pitched screaming tinnitus in fuckin' stereo. Got so bad a few months ago I tried ringing samaritans as I was having suicidal thoughts. Happy to say I'm in a better more stable state of mind now. It didn't help that my private landlord turfed me out because he wanted to do it up to either sell and charge more rent than I could afford . Good job my mate offered to put me up in his 1 bedroom flat a fortnight. Not easy kipping that long on my fishing bed chair, but I feel indebted to him and ever so grateful.
I'm now in a temporary HMO due to my eldest daughter helping me out because if it weren't for her I'd have been left to sleep on the streets because I wasn't classed as high priority. I forwarded the condescending email of 'making myself homeless' bollox and my daughter with her nursing experience and type 2 knowledge was furious saying she was totally unsympathetic and uncaring of her in expecting to rough it. My girl wrote her a very to the point email on my behalf stating my mental and physical health could soon deteriote which would have undoubtedly exacerbated my predicament a lot more and she mentioned some duty of care legislation in a veiled threat kind of way. Housing officer's reply was well toned down. She wasn't apologetic as such but she soon became all ears and nice as pie.
Been living in an HMO three weeks now but was offered an over 55 ground floor flat in a decent area last week so my mood is going up daily. I've also become good friends with a lovely bubbly lady I've known for years and we have that certain chemical attraction to form a meaningful loving relationship, but she's still not properly over her ex of 8 years since yhey split 3 months ago so I'm not pushing things, even though we have a bit of kissing and cuddling before we go home or I go home from hers.
Anyway, not sure this 50mg of sertraline is doing much, I think I'd be in a similar state of mind without it tbh, and I'm not liking my loss of labido, expecially in view as I could soon be in a relationship. I think I'll have to speak to my GP.
With or without sertraline I feeling the ladder of life again instead of dwelling in my own self pity feeling like I'm merely existing in the unhappiness of hitting rock bottom of that steep sloped slippery pit of abyss. And I've been there once before.
Never again. Third time lucky n' all that. You bet. I've got good close family and a a few good friends I have confided in who will make sure I'll not wander down the wrong path ever again which is comforting to know.
Thing is, lots of men don't and won't talk for feeling too ashamed and embarrassed to open up.
I was talking to my mate the other day, guy who put me up at his in my moment of need. We talked and talked and soon realised we had a lot in common. Bottom line is i felt my pent up stress and anxiety disipating into feeling much better.
Problem I have is my sporadic mental health down in the dump depression going back 40 years and it has taught me a lot on how to talk to people who are feeling low in not knowing which way to turn. It's been said I'd make a good counsellor.
The thing is who counsels the counsellor? Thing is I'm not good at getting myself out of a rut but with the help of Mind in Ashton I'm getting help in opening up. I think my mental health stems from being mentally and physically bullied by several cruel and perverse teachers. One of whom tod me I'd be a failure in life and lucky if I got a job as a binman.
The stupid horrible **** could not see I exuded intelligence but he was far to hateful to see it in me. Well little did he know I'd become one of the UKs most sought after mobile telecoms engineers putting much of London and rest of UK 4g fibre optic in for EE and 3.
I'm now in a temporary HMO due to my eldest daughter helping me out because if it weren't for her I'd have been left to sleep on the streets because I wasn't classed as high priority. I forwarded the condescending email of 'making myself homeless' bollox and my daughter with her nursing experience and type 2 knowledge was furious saying she was totally unsympathetic and uncaring of her in expecting to rough it. My girl wrote her a very to the point email on my behalf stating my mental and physical health could soon deteriote which would have undoubtedly exacerbated my predicament a lot more and she mentioned some duty of care legislation in a veiled threat kind of way. Housing officer's reply was well toned down. She wasn't apologetic as such but she soon became all ears and nice as pie.
Been living in an HMO three weeks now but was offered an over 55 ground floor flat in a decent area last week so my mood is going up daily. I've also become good friends with a lovely bubbly lady I've known for years and we have that certain chemical attraction to form a meaningful loving relationship, but she's still not properly over her ex of 8 years since yhey split 3 months ago so I'm not pushing things, even though we have a bit of kissing and cuddling before we go home or I go home from hers.
Anyway, not sure this 50mg of sertraline is doing much, I think I'd be in a similar state of mind without it tbh, and I'm not liking my loss of labido, expecially in view as I could soon be in a relationship. I think I'll have to speak to my GP.
With or without sertraline I feeling the ladder of life again instead of dwelling in my own self pity feeling like I'm merely existing in the unhappiness of hitting rock bottom of that steep sloped slippery pit of abyss. And I've been there once before.
Never again. Third time lucky n' all that. You bet. I've got good close family and a a few good friends I have confided in who will make sure I'll not wander down the wrong path ever again which is comforting to know.
Thing is, lots of men don't and won't talk for feeling too ashamed and embarrassed to open up.
I was talking to my mate the other day, guy who put me up at his in my moment of need. We talked and talked and soon realised we had a lot in common. Bottom line is i felt my pent up stress and anxiety disipating into feeling much better.
Problem I have is my sporadic mental health down in the dump depression going back 40 years and it has taught me a lot on how to talk to people who are feeling low in not knowing which way to turn. It's been said I'd make a good counsellor.
The thing is who counsels the counsellor? Thing is I'm not good at getting myself out of a rut but with the help of Mind in Ashton I'm getting help in opening up. I think my mental health stems from being mentally and physically bullied by several cruel and perverse teachers. One of whom tod me I'd be a failure in life and lucky if I got a job as a binman.
The stupid horrible **** could not see I exuded intelligence but he was far to hateful to see it in me. Well little did he know I'd become one of the UKs most sought after mobile telecoms engineers putting much of London and rest of UK 4g fibre optic in for EE and 3.
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