$harkToootth wrote:1. First and most importantly, I think you should call someone before you do something you regret.
2. A lot of what you're describing is the physiological reaction to stress. How to mitigate the mental aspect has tons of variables, but you can mitigate the physiological with breathing and cold water. Take some breaths. This isn't going to solve your problems but it will at least help you not be paralyzed.
3. Ask yourself, "What can I can control now?" after you start to mitigate the physical stress. Start making moves. Start focusing on "what you can control". I'm sorry but this may include not watching the news. It's not helping you.
4. I heard a really nice story about you from a trusted source. You sound like a sweetheart of a friend. Don't beat yourself up about this provider nonsense. Those thoughts are not serving you. Your family and friends only care if you were there for them on an emotional level. You're clearly there for the people you love and that's what's important.
This will pass. But it will take work. You can do it though!
Hey dude. You are right for sure. It's stress related and I had a huge blow up yesterday. One that was not good, but sometimes that happens with me and I have to do a lot of clean up afterwards.

I blew up at my kids because they have been adding to my stress by being disrespectful and I blew up at my wife because, well, there's a lot of issues there as well but we don't see eye to eye on them a lot of times. I feel unwanted and unloved a lot of times and it really hurts and it's not because of them, I know that, but sometimes I feel like it is. I feel like they can't or won't give me love. Maybe it's because I've been chronically depressed for so long and I don't know what love is anymore. You're right however in any regard. I need to talk to someone. My wife suggested doing it online and to be honest, I don't know if I can. I may need that human interaction. At this point in my life, I would rather die by some fucking virus than continue on the way I am.
I can control nothing for sure. I can kind of control myself, but even that sometimes I feel like I"m a passenger. I don't know if that's because I'm biploar or if I have a dissociative disorder that has been undiagnosed? I'm leaning towards that because really, there is more than one Adam. The more I've read about it, the more I'm convinced that it's from trauma. I was diagnosed with PTSD in 2009 or 2010 due to childhood related trauma. When I think about it, the treatment was talking and using my Alpha Stim (it's a medical device I've used for a long time now). Maybe I'm having PTSD reoccurrence or maybe I never really dealt with the shit or maybe it's from my family creating more trauma on a regular basis. My dad drives me insane. Like up the wall, want to jump out a window insane. He won't stop either. I've talk about this in the past and I know what I need to do but it's hard. I need to establish hard lined boundaries that I can control. Like, blocking phone numbers or only allowing myself to answer when I want versus the all day rotation of calls I get from my brother and dad. They always want to talk about something stressful too. Real estate, coronavirus, politics....etc. Never a "hey Adam, how are you doing today?" Just the stuff that apparently they cannot stop thinking about.
I made a decision last night that I'm taking steps to get out of real estate fully. It has caused me so much grief and pain it's unbearable. Honestly I hate people too most days. I want to love them, but I hate them because all they do is hurt me.
I could go on forever talking on here. I did make a doctors appointment yesterday and will be in to see someone Thursday of next week (soonest I could). I took all of my guns and disassembled them and now I'm thinking of selling them all as well. It's better than putting one in my mouth. I can't keep doing that to my family. My kids have no idea about that kind of stuff but my wife does. I've never done something where she has witnessed it but it hurts the same. She's scared and that's not fair. I'm adding to her pain and everyone else's because I feel bad. I don't want to take the ship down with me you know? I want to be a refuge for my kids and my wife. A strength for them. I have a lot of work to do apparently. Like a lot.
We are also planning a vacation. Coronavirus or not, I can't live like this. I would rather die than continue to be stuffed into my house forever. I have masks, I'll wear those and stay away as much as I can.
See what I just did there though? I word vomited. I didn't mean to, I just did. I poured everything (almost out) and it's weird because most people would never do that. Me, I guess I just don't give a fuck if someone thinks I'm weak because of it even though I think I'm weak because of it. Makes no sense.
Social media a fucking CANCER. The news, the opinions from everyone, the Facebook doctors, the fake ass people acting like they care about shit they never did before...it's just disgusting to me. So, you are so right there. 100% fuck social media. I am going to once again delete Facebook and Instagram. I've done it before and took a year away from it and I felt better. I should have never got back on. It only feeds me negatively be it from OCD with buying, looking at mindless garbage or reading everyone's opinionated bullshit. Fuck social media. It's the most anti social thing that exist in this society. Fuck the news, fuck Trump, fuck Biden, fuck all of them. The world can keep moving forward without me watching. I lived like that before and man it was peaceful. I remember people would ask me "have you heard this" and I would say "no". It always seemed to frustrate people when I don't know what's going on in the world. I don't want to know anymore. I can't take it. The world is a mess and it will always be, so I can't let myself be consumed by it everyday.
Good to hear you heard a nice story about me! That's a curious thing... hmmmm. Well, I'm glad it was a good one!

That's nice to hear.
@coldbrightsunlight You are correct as well. I need to reflect on the positives in my life and I used to do that. I need to make a list of what I'm grateful for. That always used to help me and I'm not sure why I stopped.