General / Mental Health Support Thread

I hit low point Saturday (my birthday). I'd nothing left to give. Sat with him from about 1 to 5 then went home for the game. Had few beers opened some gin and a few with some music on after football. Sunday didn't move just sat in sofa mentally and physically exhausted. He has pneumonia and a urine infection. Now on a ward.

We had to cancel weekend away for my birthday so went with partner for a walk in countryside on Monday and stopped off a country pub for some food. I'm refreshed and recharged again after couple days break not doing much and not going to work.

I'd spent all day on the Sunday with him (about 9 in morning to about 7) after he fell. Weds (4am) got call he'd fallen again so went over there (only few mins away ) and stayed with him until about 7 in evening (worked from there). Then Thursday on works night out got message he'd been rushed in and went straight to A&E sitting with him until about 4 or 5 in morning. Home bed, woke about 8, showered breakfast and went back to hospital. Sat with him until about 7. Home, ate and bed again. Thanks for asking but as I say things looking little better.
I am glad things are looking better and you were able to push past that low point. Good to have your partner to help you through those troughs.

And happy (belated) birthday! Mine was a few weeks ago and I know how difficult they can be when you are in a down period—you feel like there isn’t much reason to celebrate. But there always are things to be thankful for and, from my and many other people’s perspective, your being around for many more cycles round the sun is something for us to celebrate!
 
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Stay strong blue. We can help each other. I've just had to tell my daughter, my mum's got cancer. I am in bits but it happens. The stats are stacked against some people. My wife committed suicide 2 weeks before Xmas. We were estranged but my step sons needed my help big time . Pm me if you want to talk . I might need it more than you
Thanks pal.
Lost my dad in December then a.few days later someone I heavily rely on for support had a stroke. She's only.just come out of hospital yesterday.
 
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Thanks pal.
Lost my dad in December then a.few days later someone I heavily rely on for support had a stroke. She's only.just come out of hospital yesterday.
Hopefully you can both now rely on each other. All the best ,as they say a problem halved . I live in Wythenshawe and I will meet anybody any time any place. If it helps myself or others . If its for beer or coffee. Don't hesitate to reach out .
 
In the last 30 days or so, my Mum died who I looked after for 20 years, I've got to find somewhere else to live and my long term relationship has very possibly broken down which means after rebuilding for a second time then I might be broke and serving Big Macs soon.

They say it comes in threes. Wish it didn't lads.

Can only wish the very best for you pal and my deepest sympathy for the loss of your mum.
 
I am glad things are looking better and you were able to push past that low point. Good to have your partner to help you through those troughs.

And happy (belated) birthday! Mine was a few weeks ago and I know how difficult they can be when you are in a down period—you feel like there isn’t much reason to celebrate. But there always are things to be thankful for and, from my and many other people’s perspective, your being around for many more cycles round the sun is something for us to celebrate!
Thanks so much mate. Sitting on Saturday/Sunday thinking about the previous 3 days (especially the time spent in A&E) and reading this and few other threads on here that there are always people worse off than me.
 
In the last 30 days or so, my Mum died who I looked after for 20 years, I've got to find somewhere else to live and my long term relationship has very possibly broken down which means after rebuilding for a second time then I might be broke and serving Big Macs soon.

They say it comes in threes. Wish it didn't lads.
That sounds horrific.
So sorry for your loss; coupled with the other shite it's unimaginable really.
If you need any help/signposting then just pm me. Can't promise to solve all your issues but I might be able to put you in contact with organisations that can.
Although you have always been very clever and might know all that stuff anyway ;-)
 
Thanks so much mate. Sitting on Saturday/Sunday thinking about the previous 3 days (especially the time spent in A&E) and reading this and few other threads on here that there are always people worse off than me.
And people that care about you and want the best for you!
 
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In the last 30 days or so, my Mum died who I looked after for 20 years, I've got to find somewhere else to live and my long term relationship has very possibly broken down which means after rebuilding for a second time then I might be broke and serving Big Macs soon.

They say it comes in threes. Wish it didn't lads.
I don't know much about you personally, but you've always come across as fair, well-rounded and with a shit-ton of knowledge most of us could wish we could possess.

I'm of the opinion that if anyone can turn things around a third time it'll be you. So whatever benefit my meagre, pointless words can add, i'm certain there are plenty more Blues on here who are rooting for you.
 
Where to start!
I'm at the end of a 4 year period where my mental health imploded. It's important to say that I never once thought of ending it all but I did find myself in dark periods thinking maybe I should just go away and everyone else will be better off without me.
My mum died as I held her hand 1 day after my birthday, 2 days before her birthday and 1 week before the 1st lockdown. More importantly it was 7 weeks before the birth of my Daughter.
The reason it's important is for the sake of my wife and my unborn child I pushed all my grief and heartache deep down and stayed strong for them and to get us through what was also an utterly terrifying time. On the anniversary of my mums death a year later something happened to me and I didn't even know.
One evening my wife sat me down and said what's going on with you, you don't smile, talk or laugh anymore, your body is here but your not. Then it hit me all at once amd I fell to bits, like literally in pieces a broken shell of the man I had been only 18 months earlier.
So I was signed off work, put on happy pills (worse decision ever made) and started rebuilding myself.
I got a new job not long after which I didn't realise at the time meant I wouldn't see my daughter from Sunday night until Saturday morning amd as this made me so sad I stayed on the happy pills, the problem with these things is they suck everything out of you, not just the sadness, excitement, energy, fun, every emotion and feeling subdued, i also gained 35lbs!
However such is life I sacked that job off after 8 months and got a really good one I'm still in to this day. 2 months in to new job I decided to come off these pills however I probably wasn't ready and quickly turned to alcohol to put myself to sleep at night......... well coma. I was hiding this kind of in plain sight of my wife, I had always liked a drink so the increase was when she went to bed. Then one night I really fucked up and while I don't want to go into that one I nearly lost my marriage and child. That was 12 months ago so I went sober for 4 months then slowest reintroduced alcohol and I'm good now.
I think I needed to hit bottom, I had been close many times but once I hit it I manged to start clawing back some of me. Also my step dad died in this time but he's a **** so fuck him!!
I cant advise anyone on mental health but I'm always willing to listen now because I know the complete oblivion your mind goes in to when it happens.
 
Where to start!
I'm at the end of a 4 year period where my mental health imploded. It's important to say that I never once thought of ending it all but I did find myself in dark periods thinking maybe I should just go away and everyone else will be better off without me.
My mum died as I held her hand 1 day after my birthday, 2 days before her birthday and 1 week before the 1st lockdown. More importantly it was 7 weeks before the birth of my Daughter.
The reason it's important is for the sake of my wife and my unborn child I pushed all my grief and heartache deep down and stayed strong for them and to get us through what was also an utterly terrifying time. On the anniversary of my mums death a year later something happened to me and I didn't even know.
One evening my wife sat me down and said what's going on with you, you don't smile, talk or laugh anymore, your body is here but your not. Then it hit me all at once amd I fell to bits, like literally in pieces a broken shell of the man I had been only 18 months earlier.
So I was signed off work, put on happy pills (worse decision ever made) and started rebuilding myself.
I got a new job not long after which I didn't realise at the time meant I wouldn't see my daughter from Sunday night until Saturday morning amd as this made me so sad I stayed on the happy pills, the problem with these things is they suck everything out of you, not just the sadness, excitement, energy, fun, every emotion and feeling subdued, i also gained 35lbs!
However such is life I sacked that job off after 8 months and got a really good one I'm still in to this day. 2 months in to new job I decided to come off these pills however I probably wasn't ready and quickly turned to alcohol to put myself to sleep at night......... well coma. I was hiding this kind of in plain sight of my wife, I had always liked a drink so the increase was when she went to bed. Then one night I really fucked up and while I don't want to go into that one I nearly lost my marriage and child. That was 12 months ago so I went sober for 4 months then slowest reintroduced alcohol and I'm good now.
I think I needed to hit bottom, I had been close many times but once I hit it I manged to start clawing back some of me. Also my step dad died in this time but he's a **** so fuck him!!
I cant advise anyone on mental health but I'm always willing to listen now because I know the complete oblivion your mind goes in to when it happens.
So happy to read you've come out the other end of that mate
 
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MCFC Wirrill at the moment!

Stoma reversal yesterday after a five hour operation. I’m pushing the morphine button every six minutes and even the slightest cough is making pain.

Whilst I’m over the worst, I’ve another day or two of this.

Keep me in your thoughts, please.

Mind yourself buddy. Hope you are holding up well
 
Apparently my dogs dying too. Comes in fours. (Furs?)
Oof. I am sorry to hear that. Just piles on sometimes.

Ours is in the final stretch, as well. Several recent visits to the vet have lead to the joint decision that the next, if necessary, will be the last, as his quality of life is continually degrading. Tough to watch for me particularly, as I was always closest with him and it feels like a bit of a mirror.

Hope your pup isn’t suffering too much and you get to have some quality time with them.
 

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