I’m straining relationships. It’s hard to make plans when symptoms pop up suddenly. So I isolate.
I have been reducing time with friends/family. I’m not normal and need to accept that. I wish I weren’t ashamed and that stigma was gone. I never talk about problems with anyone but my psych doc.
I really should stop isolating. I keep promising my counselor I’ll go to the NAMI support group but the day rolls around and I’m comfortable in my own apartment and the prospect of going to a group where I know I’ll be uncomfortable is not very appealing.
I try to go to my clubhouse even when i don’t want to, just cuz being around others helps me a lot. I have avolition and anhedonia, and there are times when i just want to isolate, but going around others is good for me.
I just make myself do it. If i don’t, then i stay home and get depressed. Sometimes it’s just starting the car…sometimes it’s making myself take a walk. It’s kind of like going to bed the same time every day, i don’t necessarily WANT to do it, but i made a habit of doing it. That said, socialization takes a lot out of me…it’s actual WORK, you know?
I talk to hubby about most things, my parents i tell some but wouldnt wanna upset them with anymore than some. I want to keep more things private though and be more sense of control over my life. I feel i share too much with hubby and mh and family.
Yeah i feel ya there. Something stops me from spending time with family. It feels too hard to do. Paralysed with apprehension about it after making plans to see them. Ive become a shut-in over time. Never see anyone really. My gf is the same. Lucky i have her.
I’m struggling being able to focus on things and get stuff done. Feels like the meds are giving me ADHD symptoms. Just keep jumping around and not making much progress on anything.
Everything is frustrating lately, especially work. Apparently getting paid more means working harder. How dare they? In the meantime I have a job that involves a lot of typing and I’m doing it with fingers that have discovered free will. I am irked.
Same here. I know I’m more screwed if I don’t get my arse out the door.