big fat, lazy, worthless piece of sh*t. I don’t know what even happened. It’s just hitting me now. I’m worthless. I’m just using my illness as an excuse to be lazy. I’m not trying hard enough. I’m a piece of crap. Do you feel this way?
Don’t say that, care to share what really happened today? We are here to listen, so don’t hesitate to tell us your thought. As I always say, its just bad day, not a bad life.
You are far from worthless. You were one of the first people on here when I finally started posting that made me feel welcomed, if I recall.
Hang in there, leaf. Sending positive thoughts your way!
We love you leaf! Keep fighting the good fight.
i love to tell you this, but you’re wrong. you are a great human being.
It crosses my mind sometimes. But then I cheer myself up by reminding myself, “You may be worthless and a piece of sh*t but you aren’t that big.”
But seriously, yes, I get really down on myself. Today sucked, it really started off bad. Lots of potential “changes” in my life just waiting to strike and ruin my life. Depressing. And tomorrow I go to the cancer clinic to see if some new tiny bumps on my head are cancerous.
This morning I freaked out big time. I was supposed to work today but I called in sick because I got 4 hours of sleep last night and I’m 57 years old and tired and I came pretty darn close to breaking down from stress and lack of sleep. But screw that. I got up and the roommate was gone and had the house to myself so I fixed myself a plate of pancakes and a bowl of cut-up honeydew melon and a bowl of sliced pineapple with yogurt over it.
I swept and mopped the kitchen floor, rearranged the food in the refrigerator, made myself a strawberry smoothie and just relaxed as best I could. I largely forgot all about this morning. These are how my days go. The roommate came home and I figured I’d get out of the house because I know it’s irritating to have someone home too much. I get out almost every day because I work and run errands and I like to take walks in the park or go out to eat, but sometimes that ain’t enough.
So I had to take care of something important at the bank so I drove there and talking to a really nice young lady who solved my problem for me. Goodwill was next store and I went in there just to browse but I ended up buying a couple of used CD’s for my car. These are the days of my lives.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to focus on me. But yeah, I understand most of what you go through of course. I’m not immune to disliking myself so I understand your problems. I can tell you the cliches: #1 Keep busy to take your mind away from your problems. Your same problems are a reality for most of us too from time to time but the thoughts don’t have to last all day. Fix yourself a great meal, go for a walk, sip some coffee on the front or back porch. Organize your kitchen or look trough a photo album. Anything for some relief.
I’ve gone through years where I literally did not have a relief from excruciating, maddening symptoms even for a minute. Years. But it passes. I’ve been out of work before too, I couldn’t work for almost three years. But now I work. I’ve been blessed with motivation but it doesn’t mean my life is easy. I didn’t really like unloading trucks for four years. So I may be working but life is still hard.
You are not worthless!! Yes, I feel like this sometimes. It comes and goes but it’s not true.
Feelings are not facts. I can have someone sit in my kitchen with me and say, “I don’t feel welcome here,” when I know he’s perfectly welcome.
Feelings are not right or wrong, they simply are. On a good day, feelings are my friend because they give me information I need to make my daily decisions.
But I can tyrannize myself! I really can.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
I love you, and thank you! I needed to hear that really a lot.
Hi there. How rapid are these cycles of low moods / thoughts? I’m just getting to know you. Sza must really suck. Is it a little like bipolar?
One of my own low thoughts used to be that I ought to be dead with my parents. I could NOT find a reason why I should be left behind. That was a year after my mother passed. It was grief, and only time could heal that wound… but it did, after untold years and an ocean of beer.
I wish sza were transitory like grief. Hang in there.
That’s right I am cycling, thank you for pointing that out. I’ll get through this. Right now I feel like sh*t. It’s going to pass. I’m just so sick of everything being so hard. I just want things to be easy. I’m tired of fighting for every little thing. Yesterday I was feeling suicidal and agitated. Clear signs of a mixed state coming on, hopefully I can level off before it sets in. Maybe my meds change is effecting me more than I thought it was.
And I’m sorry about your parents.
Me too. Thanks. It was a long time ago, tho. Not as much sting now.
Light at the end of the tunnel, my friend.
I dont care who i am. I guess im a cold hearted bitch but it doesnt matter.
I dont hate anyone and i dont love anyone. I think it doesnt matter…in the end all.that matters is logic.
@tera you da man!! In a woman’s body and mind
yes i understand the feeling… all i do is eat and stare at the computer…
my sister called me lazy the other day…she hasnt a clue about schizophrenia…sz is bloody hard work
btw, id love to be a normie and have a job
@Leaf I was very aware of what a waste of space I was a couple weeks ago. I hated absolutely everything about myself. Turns out, I was just reacting badly to my lower dose. I went back up and now I feel fine again.
You aren’t useless. You are a very kind, empathetic person. I do feel a lot of that sometimes. Except I do for the most part understand it’s my illness that has been limiting me. I often still don’t feel good about it.