[–] 20629279? 0 points 8 points 8 points (+8|-0) ago (edited ago)
Advice from a reformed drunk, don't go down the booze road. I don't know how far you've progressed, but it gets worse...much worse. I was a Joe Six-Pack for 25 years, drank every night but never missed a day of work (12 years at one job), but then I had a major "stressor" hit me in 2002 and I went head-first into the whiskey. HUGE quantities of whiskey, every day. You soon get to a point where you have to have some alcohol in your system just to function...4 hours was about my limit, if I didn't at least half a couple of nips I would sweat profusely and get the shakes...sometimes so bad I couldn't write legibly. Life at that point is as close as you'll ever get to Hell. It's the first thing you think about when you wake up...how much do I have on hand, is it going to be enough, you always take inventory in the morning. Then it was 3 beers before work, a couple of big chugs of Beam at lunch, and I usually had to sneak a couple of nips before my workday was over...mind you I only got away with this because I worked with a bunch of alkies who were sneaking drinks too.
Week-long detoxes 5 times, more trips to the ER than I can remember, horrific withdrawals with hallucinations that made my acid-days look tame in comparison, and a seizure. It went on for several years until I got deathly ill from sepsis and had surgery to fix a hole in my intestines that was caused by the drinking...there's a reason they call it "rot-gut". That was two and a half years ago, and I've been sober ever since. I smoke the bud when I wanna get out of my head a little, and I know it's a crutch, but it's a fuck-load better than the Jim Beam.
Point is, I wish ya well my friend...hope you work things out, but don't resort to the bottle, it will fuck you up.
OH...and if you can have a pet, get one. I have a cat (cat haters fuck off), and I have to tell ya, he brings my stress and depressions levels down incredibly.
Yeah, I know the habit-forming aspect, I get a little edgy when I run out, but at least you don't get violently ill like with the booze. Can't tell ya how many 8am trips I made to the packy...first customer of the day, and the clerk automatically grabs the pint of Beam because he knows ya. Then pulling out the cash/debit card with shaking hands, sweat running down your forehead...I often took the first slam before I pulled out of the parking space.
It's a real shitty way to live.
it's tough, man! Same boat but if your light goes out you let the darkness in. You CAN train your brain to be happy. Go walk. Exercise. Do something that makes you feel good. It might only be for a few minutes but like training your body to get strong, you can train your brain to get happy. I know. I did it. I do take zoloft but that's only so my brain doesn't rebel against me. As a friend's therapist told him, your brain lies. Don't listen to it. vote and keep hope. carry on.
It seems as though your problem is Spiritual, not mental. My suggestion is to seek out a Spiritual guide. We all have our 4 levels of health- spiritual, emotional, mental and physical. I believe that spirituality is the foundations for good health and when you have strong spiritual roots, it is a lot easier to regulate the other areas of your life.
Relying on others to achieve happiness is the wrong path to follow. Only YOU can make yourself happy.
[–] 20629384? 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
As a mental health professional, SSRI's are poison! Given enough time your body will no longer make its own seratonin and it cannot be reversed. See a counselor, find a hobby, get a dog, do things even if you don't feel like it. You will get through it.
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[–] 20638731? ago
Then I would have to work for the fucking government. LOL