Yep, first the feeling and then projection onto everything during the day. For me it’s more along the lines of “sense of being worthless.” It fucks up the simplest of interactions. To quote Kate Bush, it’s “like a crowd rioting inside me.”
a bittersweet feeling just overcame me. over time i’ve seen i can relate to your comics less and less … because i’m getting better and better – and i’m convinced your incisive depictions of what has been my life so often did their part to let it come to this.
It seems paranoia comes in many subtly different flavours. Mine was the creepy feeling that someone was hiding in my home, and that I had to check every room to make sure no one was there.
I never had this kind of anxiety. If I felt that things were going to go horribly wrong, I wouldn’t have tried to stop them.
Checking a building for intruders is something more and more service dogs are being trained to do. They check each room before you yourself enter, and then report back. There are also many ways a service dog can be trained to “ground” you and help you through panic attacks or depressive episodes.To be certain, service dogs aren’t for everyone, but you have to admit, they are pretty cool when they are appropriate. 🙂
Depression + generalized anxiety disorder is the textbook definition of difficult to live with or treat. The thought loops feed into each other in so many miserable ways…
I’ve had days like this.
This…
Yep, first the feeling and then projection onto everything during the day. For me it’s more along the lines of “sense of being worthless.” It fucks up the simplest of interactions. To quote Kate Bush, it’s “like a crowd rioting inside me.”
Yep
Even worse than this is, “I shouldnt go there / do that, something bad may happen.” And then you find out later what a great time you missed out on 🙁
I might feel as though I missed out on something if my social anxiety weren’t so pronounced. 😉
Kate Foley
Yeah!<3
a bittersweet feeling just overcame me. over time i’ve seen i can relate to your comics less and less … because i’m getting better and better – and i’m convinced your incisive depictions of what has been my life so often did their part to let it come to this.
thank you.
Cool thanks really great
Yeah
It seems paranoia comes in many subtly different flavours. Mine was the creepy feeling that someone was hiding in my home, and that I had to check every room to make sure no one was there.
I never had this kind of anxiety. If I felt that things were going to go horribly wrong, I wouldn’t have tried to stop them.
Checking a building for intruders is something more and more service dogs are being trained to do. They check each room before you yourself enter, and then report back. There are also many ways a service dog can be trained to “ground” you and help you through panic attacks or depressive episodes.To be certain, service dogs aren’t for everyone, but you have to admit, they are pretty cool when they are appropriate. 🙂
loving the post
Nihilus Pulzifus
Chris
Depression + generalized anxiety disorder is the textbook definition of difficult to live with or treat. The thought loops feed into each other in so many miserable ways…