I'm introverted. Don't really have any disorders though.
LAMFLaika wrote:
I'm introverted. Don't really have any disorders though.
i want cash and prizes
s3v3n knows PTSD is real.
I have some anxiety problems. Makes it feel like theres incredible pressure right underneith my chest. I have to get my mind off it or else it starts feeling worse and worse and harder to breath. I hate it. I dont know what to do about it.
15 more years! 15 more years!
Thats not anxiety, youre one of the fraternity. you can curl bullets now
im fucked up in the membrane cause im going insane!!
Normal day life, Í'm the easiest, calmest going guy there but little things tend to bug me heavily and if they stack up, massiv rage will appear. I'll show an example.
Normal day, 20c outside and I'm at my co-workers hosue for a BBQ. We don't play the music crazy loud and we don't scream like morons. Behind the garden fence, about 20mtrs is a mosque.....oh yeah. everytime they play that goddamn praying garbage and it's agrovating me and the others.
We are now 2 hours on and still we hear the mosque above our own music and instead of doing the easiest thing (that is upping our music) The oldest goes into the house and grabs 2 empty Petrikov vodka bottles from the kitchen. I ask him where he's going, he only said, 'Esso'. He comes back after 15 minutes, still with the mosque not shutting the fuck up. He fills the 2 bottles with the benzine and sticks 2 hankerchives in, lightes them up and gives me one. He said, come Rick, climb over and throw it!!.
45 minutes on the fire dep. arrvies and extingiush the fires which were: wooden fence (whats left of it) 2 big back doors blackend brick wall electrical tubes and the carpet behind the back doors.
In those 45 mninutes every 22 guests watched the mosque going up in flames.
The rest of the day, everybody was doing as if nothing happenend.
Normal day, 20c outside and I'm at my co-workers hosue for a BBQ. We don't play the music crazy loud and we don't scream like morons. Behind the garden fence, about 20mtrs is a mosque.....oh yeah. everytime they play that goddamn praying garbage and it's agrovating me and the others.
We are now 2 hours on and still we hear the mosque above our own music and instead of doing the easiest thing (that is upping our music) The oldest goes into the house and grabs 2 empty Petrikov vodka bottles from the kitchen. I ask him where he's going, he only said, 'Esso'. He comes back after 15 minutes, still with the mosque not shutting the fuck up. He fills the 2 bottles with the benzine and sticks 2 hankerchives in, lightes them up and gives me one. He said, come Rick, climb over and throw it!!.
45 minutes on the fire dep. arrvies and extingiush the fires which were: wooden fence (whats left of it) 2 big back doors blackend brick wall electrical tubes and the carpet behind the back doors.
In those 45 mninutes every 22 guests watched the mosque going up in flames.
The rest of the day, everybody was doing as if nothing happenend.
i hammer rusty nails into my penis, it stops the voices.
Hooray, you're an arsonist.Engineer_Fox wrote:
Normal day life, Í'm the easiest, calmest going guy there but little things tend to bug me heavily and if they stack up, massiv rage will appear. I'll show an example.
Normal day, 20c outside and I'm at my co-workers hosue for a BBQ. We don't play the music crazy loud and we don't scream like morons. Behind the garden fence, about 20mtrs is a mosque.....oh yeah. everytime they play that goddamn praying garbage and it's agrovating me and the others.
We are now 2 hours on and still we hear the mosque above our own music and instead of doing the easiest thing (that is upping our music) The oldest goes into the house and grabs 2 empty Petrikov vodka bottles from the kitchen. I ask him where he's going, he only said, 'Esso'. He comes back after 15 minutes, still with the mosque not shutting the fuck up. He fills the 2 bottles with the benzine and sticks 2 hankerchives in, lightes them up and gives me one. He said, come Rick, climb over and throw it!!.
45 minutes on the fire dep. arrvies and extingiush the fires which were: wooden fence (whats left of it) 2 big back doors blackend brick wall electrical tubes and the carpet behind the back doors.
In those 45 mninutes every 22 guests watched the mosque going up in flames.
The rest of the day, everybody was doing as if nothing happenend.
[Blinking eyes thing]
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Not everything that bugs me, I set fire to . Some say I have anger managment problems.Ty wrote:
Hooray, you're an arsonist.
Last edited by Engineer_Fox (2010-05-11 04:32:29)
Well done, does that mean I can strangle you to death now?
im currently undergoing cognitive behavioural therapy to help deal with the aftershock and resulting life-comedown of being HIGH LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER all the time. damn those were some good times. im not actually depressed or suffering from a disorder, but it's a necessary step in keeping my life on track, i.e. to stay on my university course i need medical evidence that i had a valid reason to miss exams/essays. this little course helps my life outlooks without the wonders of wonderful amazing drugs, and helps me piece things back together after my massive woopsie. win/win.
Last edited by Uzique (2010-05-11 04:34:53)
libertarian benefit collector - anti-academic super-intellectual. http://mixlr.com/the-little-phrase/
Does the thought make you happy?Jaekus wrote:
Well done, does that mean I can strangle you to death now?
No, I was just trolling in relation to the toothpaste thief thread in DST.Engineer_Fox wrote:
Does the thought make you happy?Jaekus wrote:
Well done, does that mean I can strangle you to death now?
My bad ..
Dude, very uncool.Engineer_Fox wrote:
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OT, afaik I am fine.
I used to take Lexapro/Citalopram to aid with depression over some crap I went through awhile back. Now, I take Paxil to help stabilize my mood when I get angry. When I'm angry, I get blood pressure readings of like 170/110. Not good...
I have social anxiety disorder... and i personally deal with it by having no social contact for as long as possible i can go entire weeks without saying a word to anyone outside.
reading this thread has given me a mental illness
Tu Stultus Es
who isnt fucked in the head to some degree
Compared to some of the people in DST you guys are pretty fine.
My ex-gf is bi-polar, along other issues. I spent five years with her until I had enough. It became a battle and a constant state of readiness to prepare when she jumped into an extreme mood, over time I was wore out. There came a point where I decided I could not picture myself dealing with this for the rest of my life so I broke it off.
I talk to her every now and then but not often....I keep things very mutual.
I talk to her every now and then but not often....I keep things very mutual.
I have weird avatars on internet gaming forums
I had very severe anxieties in 10th and the first half of 11th grade... have gotten over them since.