Why is life worth living?

Jeremy, I don't know you, but that was a big step and I hope that it gave you some relief to bring your story out into the open. The last 2-3 years has been an eye opener to me as far as what people experience and go through and how covid has exacerbated those issues in many. Mental health is definitely becoming more mainstream where many are saying it's ok to not be ok. The stigma around males seems to be shifting some too. I'm sure it took a lot of courage for you to type that out and am glad to see some are open about their experiences. Some of people's stories in here were tough to read as I have become more empathetic in people's experiences because of what I have gone through. I have been thinking of sharing my journey the last two years, just haven't been ready to share it yet. I have been to therapy, I have been on meds and some of it still does not and I'm not sure if it'll ever make sense to me.
 
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At the end of each day, before we go to sleep, my husband and I share three good things that happened that day. It's something we just recently started, but it certainly helps end the day in a positive and peaceful manner.
Our pastor did this in confirmation classes and I think the youth group may do this also. Our two youngest have always shared a lot, usually the attention is not as heavy as with the first so they are looking for it, being the youngest I know what they are going through so I don't squelch it. I always have some conversations with them about various things. My oldest is the challenge, he doesn't talk much and never has, wound a little tighter, but he will talk about certain things with his mom and certain things with me. So usually my wife and I will share our conversations we have with him to keep each other informed and up to date.
 
Why is life worth living? 7.87 billion people on this planet. And every one of them struggles at some time or another. Every single one. Don't be fooled by those who make it look easy. They are like ice skaters. Behind every perfect performance, there were thousands and thousands of falls.

The best way I know to combat depression is to make someone else's life better. Easier. More pleasant.

Reading this thread, we all can see that CF is overflowing with folks just like that, reaching out with words of comfort, support and kindness. Yes, even the boobs men...just like many other banalities, the occasional naughty chuckle makes life worthwhile, too.

Most importantly, do know that you are not alone, Jeremy. YOUR life is worth living. Do not forget that.

Thank you for the folks who do not have the courage or the talent to express the difficulties they're going through. You've made them feel less alone through your courage to talk about your struggle.

That alone is very, very worthwhile.

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This x1000%. None of us have it all figured out. Social media and the world in general can make it seem like other people’s lives are idyllic and get us to question our own place and existence in this life.

We all have hopes, dreams, disappointments and fears for ourselves, our kids, our families, friends, etc.

What keeps me going is thinking about what tomorrow will bring and the hope and promise that can exist in each day (generally I am an optimist with a fair amount of realist thrown in). As we all know there are good days, bad days, and everything in between. There are also the extremes…..we all have days on this spectrum. That is what makes life a struggle (in general), but also makes it beautiful and rewarding. Having a bad day makes me appreciate the promise and reality of experiencing a good day. Being a rather simple person what brings me joy is also rather simple and typically involves helping or interacting with others.

The point is we all need to find what fills our cups and to do that we need to be in touch with ourselves and know what we need (as well as what to avoid). While we can’t always avoid everything that doesn’t fill our cups we need to find a better balance.
 
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I don't suffer from anxiety or depression or anything like that so I can't speak specifically to those things. But I know when I start feeling crummy, tired and stressed making myself eat healthier, cutting down on alcohol (really try not to drink during the week so I get better sleep) and exercising makes me feel a lot better.

In terms of why is life worth living I value a couple things. Relationships I don't have boat loads of friends but I try and have really high quality ones that I enjoy putting effort into. Family as well obviously. Secondly, interests. I have several hobbies and interests that I really enjoy that bring me joy.

Props to everyone in this thread for sharing their stories.
 
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I don't suffer from anxiety or depression or anything like that so I can't speak specifically to those things. But I know when I start feeling crummy, tired and stressed making myself eat healthier, cutting down on alcohol (really try not to drink during the week so I get better sleep) and exercising makes me feel a lot better.

In terms of why is life worth living I value a couple things. Relationships I don't have boat loads of friends but I try and have really high quality ones that I enjoy putting effort into. Family as well obviously. Secondly, interests. I have several hobbies and interests that I really enjoy that bring me joy.

Props to everyone in this thread for sharing their stories.

I tend to take a few beers with me camping which is fine but even a few can leave me feeling pretty graugy the next day so even a small trip from base camp can be far less enjoyable.

Last summer I did a small stint up north and made it a point to not drink a drop and it was much more refreshing.

And I wouldn't say it's depression but if I go a while without doing much I'll start to feel a real 'lull' or brain fog and force myself to do something that's generally proven to be healthy.
 
I tend to take a few beers with me camping which is fine but even a few can leave me feeling pretty graugy the next day so even a small trip from base camp can be far less enjoyable.

Last summer I did a small stint up north and made it a point to not drink a drop and it was much more refreshing.

And I wouldn't say it's depression but if I go a while without doing much I'll start to feel a real 'lull' or brain fog and force myself to do something that's generally proven to be healthy.
Yeah definitely agree with all that. For that last paragraph I totally get that too. Especially in the winter when it's too cold to do anything and it's easy to throw on a bball game and have a couple beers every night. Can get stuck in a "rut" easily. Got a Pelaton like bike (different brand) a few winters ago and even making sure I do a 20-30 minutes a day when those times come makes me feel better and less likely to go to the fridge for a beer.
 
Yeah definitely agree with all that. For that last paragraph I totally get that too. Especially in the winter when it's too cold to do anything and it's easy to throw on a bball game and have a couple beers every night. Can get stuck in a "rut" easily. Got a Pelaton like bike (different brand) a few winters ago and even making sure I do a 20-30 minutes a day when those times come makes me feel better and less likely to go to the fridge for a beer.
Vitamin supplements really should be looked at during the winter for some people. Many people who work inside don’t get the Vitamin D that they should and that leads to lack of go.

If people want a reason to get outside, I have many projects I’m willing to let them do for me if interested. :).
 
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Vitamin supplements really should be looked at during the winter for some people. Many people who work inside don’t get the Vitamin D that they should and that leads to lack of go.

If people want a reason to get outside, I have many projects I’m willing to let them do for me if interested. :).
Yeah I take Vitamin D during the winter!
 
Vitamin supplements really should be looked at during the winter for some people. Many people who work inside don’t get the Vitamin D that they should and that leads to lack of go.

If people want a reason to get outside, I have many projects I’m willing to let them do for me if interested. :).

Sun light thing too for those of us stuck indoors. Just got one today recommended by a dietician. That plus vit d good for us northerners.
 
Due to the fact you were placed on this earth for a purpose. And you are not finished yet
This. I am not religious but I am really spiritual. Sometimes these questions: why I am here, why I am like this etc haunt me (sort of) but I believe that we are all planted for reasons and we owe to be the best version of ourselves
 
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I stumbled onto this study yesterday. Anyone tried a supplement regimen like this for generalized anxiety? I tend to be pretty skeptical of the efficacy of supplements, but there appears to be some good evidence here.

The combo:

Magnesium, B Vitamins, Rhodiola, and L-Theanine​


 
I've decided that since I'm struggling mentally today and some of my struggles and stories seem to regularly reverberate through my head that it is time that I type some of it out in this forum. Part of me doesn't even know where to start, what to type, or if any of it will make sense and help. There is a lot that spins through my head and I've made progress, but I feel like many of you, bouts of anxiety and depression have taken over. I feel like I've pushed away some or most of the depression and anxiety, but at times it creeps back in occasionally. I've been through therapy, some meds, and part of me just wonders if I blow this stuff up way out of proportion and let it get to me when I shouldn't. I often also worry about what others think of this all when I go over it.

Coming up this summer, it'll be 2 years when the start of the issues really began. Obviously, during some of this time, the pandemic was still going on, so it maybe could have exacerbated or had some effect into the start of underlying issues. My son was born winter of 2020 so having a child during this time did make things tough at times with it being our first child. At first I took it on with confidence. But, I know after awhile I struggled with many things with being a dad, including not helping enough in some areas and my wife being frustrated with me because of that and my selfish tendencies often lead to problems. She has repeatedly voiced her side many times. The guilt and shame does set in.

Also, another big part that lead to issues; in early 2021 I saw many people having success with trading stocks. I too, wanted to be a part of it. I did have some success after some up and down moments and got a little addicted to it at times. I found this discord trading group on twitter and followed advice and suggestions from it, which it provided and had a lot of research and information that was all pretty interesting. A side note, I've always have had certain conspiracies in the back of my head and sometimes go down those rabbit holes at different periods of my life where I dig into information provided. This was one of them. Through that period I was seeing symbolism throughout twitter and in that trading app too that really affected me mentally. Comments were made about selling a piece of our soul with the extensive diligence provided and some other statements made that just didn't sit well with me that kind of aligned with evil, maybe they were jokes, but in my head they didn't seem like it. I started thinking about the illuminati (yes I know what you're thinking) and something lead me to believe that because I became involved with this group that I was attached in a very wrong way. I left the group, deleted the app and when I deleted the app there was a weird message that was sent to my email. It said, are you sure you want to do this, we do not recommend it. Because of conspiracies I thought maybe someone was coming for me and my family. I became scared. The stress and anxiety increased 10 fold and built up day after day. Then one night, I woke up with like a gasp and experienced what seemed like something leaving my body as like an outer body experience. This dark cloud hovered over my body and would float around. My mind would freak out, wander, and I would get out of bed and pace around the house. I wouldn't say I'm the most faith based, but I believe in God and want to believe that He exists, but I don't consider myself the best person and have a lot of wrongdoings in my life. I started convincing myself this was religious based and my past was coming back to haunt me. I would pray, cry, shout out that I thought would help. Also during that time, a person on a motorcycle kept coming around to the neighbors and would hang out oddly and rev up the motor repeatedly, I started making weird associations with everything. The associations started taking over and I felt crazy. My body seemed to be changing, or so I thought. I was starting to wonder if my hands changed, feet too because I kept having pains and cramping throughout. I would experience pulses, rapid heartbeat, ringing in the ears and different pressures throughout my body. The worst associations I made were several places I would go, lights would flicker and I'd go back and forth in my head what they meant. Actions by people and statements by people. The weirdest thing was I was at a bachelor party in the Ozarks and this guy and I got into a talk and he made the comment about faith saying if you have a relationship with God, you just ask the big man upstairs about what it is you want and you ask and thou shall receive. He said, "can we get a little wind." Boom, a wind started blowing in and the docks started rocking. One of the crazier things I've experienced during that time. For a time, I couldn't sleep very well because night after night, I would still see this dark cloud come out during my awake period. At times, it felt like it was entering me through my nose because I would feel this wave of air. I know our brain can play tricks on us, but to me it felt so real and scary. I know psychology has topics of psychosomatic and how our nerves play a factor. There were many times I was convinced I was evil and had an evil presence about me and this was karma coming back to get me. I had wrongdoings in my life that I convinced myself if I tried to make some right that it would help. It kind of made things worse for me, which I place on myself making things worse.

Other things I was experiencing was the struggle of work. I would start going in circles with my job about my work not really adding up, confusing myself and then struggling to get it done. It made days go by so slow and was very stressful. I think it was just the year we had and how it was different and difficult, an odd coincidence.

I started going to therapy to work through it. Battles of depression and anxiety were apparent. It helped for a great deal of it, but there was some stuff I couldn't get passed. I took medication for a period of time. I didn't really like the way it made me felt. 2-3 different medications for probably 10 months maybe. I talked with a pastor once or twice to visit on this stuff just to see if any of it made sense. Over that time, my wife, family and a couple friends became worried about me. It hasn't been easy. With time, I slowly started to build a little confidence and really tried to work on myself to be more positive, more selfless, working on being a better dad, husband and person altogether. I am trying to eliminate toxic things in my life. This journey has been scary, tiring, daunting. Through it I didn't want to be around people at times. My parents and I haven't gotten along. I feel like there are days where I'm just trying to get by. The last month or two, I've had a lot better days than not. I know a lot of people have their issues and I have been more empathetic towards mental health, because I know many have struggles. So if you read all of that and cast no judgement, thank you. There's even stuff I left out.
 
I've decided that since I'm struggling mentally today and some of my struggles and stories seem to regularly reverberate through my head that it is time that I type some of it out in this forum. Part of me doesn't even know where to start, what to type, or if any of it will make sense and help. There is a lot that spins through my head and I've made progress, but I feel like many of you, bouts of anxiety and depression have taken over. I feel like I've pushed away some or most of the depression and anxiety, but at times it creeps back in occasionally. I've been through therapy, some meds, and part of me just wonders if I blow this stuff up way out of proportion and let it get to me when I shouldn't. I often also worry about what others think of this all when I go over it.

Coming up this summer, it'll be 2 years when the start of the issues really began. Obviously, during some of this time, the pandemic was still going on, so it maybe could have exacerbated or had some effect into the start of underlying issues. My son was born winter of 2020 so having a child during this time did make things tough at times with it being our first child. At first I took it on with confidence. But, I know after awhile I struggled with many things with being a dad, including not helping enough in some areas and my wife being frustrated with me because of that and my selfish tendencies often lead to problems. She has repeatedly voiced her side many times. The guilt and shame does set in.

Also, another big part that lead to issues; in early 2021 I saw many people having success with trading stocks. I too, wanted to be a part of it. I did have some success after some up and down moments and got a little addicted to it at times. I found this discord trading group on twitter and followed advice and suggestions from it, which it provided and had a lot of research and information that was all pretty interesting. A side note, I've always have had certain conspiracies in the back of my head and sometimes go down those rabbit holes at different periods of my life where I dig into information provided. This was one of them. Through that period I was seeing symbolism throughout twitter and in that trading app too that really affected me mentally. Comments were made about selling a piece of our soul with the extensive diligence provided and some other statements made that just didn't sit well with me that kind of aligned with evil, maybe they were jokes, but in my head they didn't seem like it. I started thinking about the illuminati (yes I know what you're thinking) and something lead me to believe that because I became involved with this group that I was attached in a very wrong way. I left the group, deleted the app and when I deleted the app there was a weird message that was sent to my email. It said, are you sure you want to do this, we do not recommend it. Because of conspiracies I thought maybe someone was coming for me and my family. I became scared. The stress and anxiety increased 10 fold and built up day after day. Then one night, I woke up with like a gasp and experienced what seemed like something leaving my body as like an outer body experience. This dark cloud hovered over my body and would float around. My mind would freak out, wander, and I would get out of bed and pace around the house. I wouldn't say I'm the most faith based, but I believe in God and want to believe that He exists, but I don't consider myself the best person and have a lot of wrongdoings in my life. I started convincing myself this was religious based and my past was coming back to haunt me. I would pray, cry, shout out that I thought would help. Also during that time, a person on a motorcycle kept coming around to the neighbors and would hang out oddly and rev up the motor repeatedly, I started making weird associations with everything. The associations started taking over and I felt crazy. My body seemed to be changing, or so I thought. I was starting to wonder if my hands changed, feet too because I kept having pains and cramping throughout. I would experience pulses, rapid heartbeat, ringing in the ears and different pressures throughout my body. The worst associations I made were several places I would go, lights would flicker and I'd go back and forth in my head what they meant. Actions by people and statements by people. The weirdest thing was I was at a bachelor party in the Ozarks and this guy and I got into a talk and he made the comment about faith saying if you have a relationship with God, you just ask the big man upstairs about what it is you want and you ask and thou shall receive. He said, "can we get a little wind." Boom, a wind started blowing in and the docks started rocking. One of the crazier things I've experienced during that time. For a time, I couldn't sleep very well because night after night, I would still see this dark cloud come out during my awake period. At times, it felt like it was entering me through my nose because I would feel this wave of air. I know our brain can play tricks on us, but to me it felt so real and scary. I know psychology has topics of psychosomatic and how our nerves play a factor. There were many times I was convinced I was evil and had an evil presence about me and this was karma coming back to get me. I had wrongdoings in my life that I convinced myself if I tried to make some right that it would help. It kind of made things worse for me, which I place on myself making things worse.

Other things I was experiencing was the struggle of work. I would start going in circles with my job about my work not really adding up, confusing myself and then struggling to get it done. It made days go by so slow and was very stressful. I think it was just the year we had and how it was different and difficult, an odd coincidence.

I started going to therapy to work through it. Battles of depression and anxiety were apparent. It helped for a great deal of it, but there was some stuff I couldn't get passed. I took medication for a period of time. I didn't really like the way it made me felt. 2-3 different medications for probably 10 months maybe. I talked with a pastor once or twice to visit on this stuff just to see if any of it made sense. Over that time, my wife, family and a couple friends became worried about me. It hasn't been easy. With time, I slowly started to build a little confidence and really tried to work on myself to be more positive, more selfless, working on being a better dad, husband and person altogether. I am trying to eliminate toxic things in my life. This journey has been scary, tiring, daunting. Through it I didn't want to be around people at times. My parents and I haven't gotten along. I feel like there are days where I'm just trying to get by. The last month or two, I've had a lot better days than not. I know a lot of people have their issues and I have been more empathetic towards mental health, because I know many have struggles. So if you read all of that and cast no judgement, thank you. There's even stuff I left out.
Glad you spoke with a pastor. Especially hope you chatted about that situation with the wind. I’m not saying that couldn’t happen, but I would really hope they would have at minimum provided some clarification/context. God is not that dude’s genie. Gloria Dei in Urbandale is a great church if you’re in the area. And good for you for laying everything (or most everything) out there like that.
 
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I've decided that since I'm struggling mentally today and some of my struggles and stories seem to regularly reverberate through my head that it is time that I type some of it out in this forum. Part of me doesn't even know where to start, what to type, or if any of it will make sense and help. There is a lot that spins through my head and I've made progress, but I feel like many of you, bouts of anxiety and depression have taken over. I feel like I've pushed away some or most of the depression and anxiety, but at times it creeps back in occasionally. I've been through therapy, some meds, and part of me just wonders if I blow this stuff up way out of proportion and let it get to me when I shouldn't. I often also worry about what others think of this all when I go over it.

Coming up this summer, it'll be 2 years when the start of the issues really began. Obviously, during some of this time, the pandemic was still going on, so it maybe could have exacerbated or had some effect into the start of underlying issues. My son was born winter of 2020 so having a child during this time did make things tough at times with it being our first child. At first I took it on with confidence. But, I know after awhile I struggled with many things with being a dad, including not helping enough in some areas and my wife being frustrated with me because of that and my selfish tendencies often lead to problems. She has repeatedly voiced her side many times. The guilt and shame does set in.

Also, another big part that lead to issues; in early 2021 I saw many people having success with trading stocks. I too, wanted to be a part of it. I did have some success after some up and down moments and got a little addicted to it at times. I found this discord trading group on twitter and followed advice and suggestions from it, which it provided and had a lot of research and information that was all pretty interesting. A side note, I've always have had certain conspiracies in the back of my head and sometimes go down those rabbit holes at different periods of my life where I dig into information provided. This was one of them. Through that period I was seeing symbolism throughout twitter and in that trading app too that really affected me mentally. Comments were made about selling a piece of our soul with the extensive diligence provided and some other statements made that just didn't sit well with me that kind of aligned with evil, maybe they were jokes, but in my head they didn't seem like it. I started thinking about the illuminati (yes I know what you're thinking) and something lead me to believe that because I became involved with this group that I was attached in a very wrong way. I left the group, deleted the app and when I deleted the app there was a weird message that was sent to my email. It said, are you sure you want to do this, we do not recommend it. Because of conspiracies I thought maybe someone was coming for me and my family. I became scared. The stress and anxiety increased 10 fold and built up day after day. Then one night, I woke up with like a gasp and experienced what seemed like something leaving my body as like an outer body experience. This dark cloud hovered over my body and would float around. My mind would freak out, wander, and I would get out of bed and pace around the house. I wouldn't say I'm the most faith based, but I believe in God and want to believe that He exists, but I don't consider myself the best person and have a lot of wrongdoings in my life. I started convincing myself this was religious based and my past was coming back to haunt me. I would pray, cry, shout out that I thought would help. Also during that time, a person on a motorcycle kept coming around to the neighbors and would hang out oddly and rev up the motor repeatedly, I started making weird associations with everything. The associations started taking over and I felt crazy. My body seemed to be changing, or so I thought. I was starting to wonder if my hands changed, feet too because I kept having pains and cramping throughout. I would experience pulses, rapid heartbeat, ringing in the ears and different pressures throughout my body. The worst associations I made were several places I would go, lights would flicker and I'd go back and forth in my head what they meant. Actions by people and statements by people. The weirdest thing was I was at a bachelor party in the Ozarks and this guy and I got into a talk and he made the comment about faith saying if you have a relationship with God, you just ask the big man upstairs about what it is you want and you ask and thou shall receive. He said, "can we get a little wind." Boom, a wind started blowing in and the docks started rocking. One of the crazier things I've experienced during that time. For a time, I couldn't sleep very well because night after night, I would still see this dark cloud come out during my awake period. At times, it felt like it was entering me through my nose because I would feel this wave of air. I know our brain can play tricks on us, but to me it felt so real and scary. I know psychology has topics of psychosomatic and how our nerves play a factor. There were many times I was convinced I was evil and had an evil presence about me and this was karma coming back to get me. I had wrongdoings in my life that I convinced myself if I tried to make some right that it would help. It kind of made things worse for me, which I place on myself making things worse.

Other things I was experiencing was the struggle of work. I would start going in circles with my job about my work not really adding up, confusing myself and then struggling to get it done. It made days go by so slow and was very stressful. I think it was just the year we had and how it was different and difficult, an odd coincidence.

I started going to therapy to work through it. Battles of depression and anxiety were apparent. It helped for a great deal of it, but there was some stuff I couldn't get passed. I took medication for a period of time. I didn't really like the way it made me felt. 2-3 different medications for probably 10 months maybe. I talked with a pastor once or twice to visit on this stuff just to see if any of it made sense. Over that time, my wife, family and a couple friends became worried about me. It hasn't been easy. With time, I slowly started to build a little confidence and really tried to work on myself to be more positive, more selfless, working on being a better dad, husband and person altogether. I am trying to eliminate toxic things in my life. This journey has been scary, tiring, daunting. Through it I didn't want to be around people at times. My parents and I haven't gotten along. I feel like there are days where I'm just trying to get by. The last month or two, I've had a lot better days than not. I know a lot of people have their issues and I have been more empathetic towards mental health, because I know many have struggles. So if you read all of that and cast no judgement, thank you. There's even stuff I left out.

I can't speak to all of what you wrote, but I can speak to becoming a father and mental issues coming to the forefront. Covid too. My lowest point was during Covid, my wife was diagnosed (for a second time) with cancer and traveled to MD Anderson in Houston for treatment (lived there for 3 months). I was at home with 2 kids (age 2 and 4) dealing with Covid lockdown and a wife who was getting radiation 1000 miles away. I felt completely lost, depressed, and more than anything anxious. It may sound crass, or unpopular, but the kids were the most difficult part of all of it. Fatherhood has easily been the most difficult challenge in my life.

Thankfully I too finally sought out therapy and medication and what a world of difference it makes. I don't love the anti-depressants I take, but it's far better than the alternative. Therapy has taught me that I need to focus a bit more on myself. For example, spending time on hobbies, being creative, etc. I also have been able to finally let go of some of the tension between myself and extended family.

None of this is to say that I'm now "good". Lately I've been struggling to focus, especially at work. I've gained a good amount of weight, stopped exercising, etc. I have zero doubt that I struggle with "seasonal affective disorder" on top of everything else.

I think where I'm at is that we all need to continue to learn about ourselves and keep putting one foot in front of the other. Although I'm struggling with focus lately, I'm not going to beat myself up over it. I'm going to try to get one thing done and be proud of that progress. Then try again. If I fail, well that's okay. I'll try again, when I can.
 
I can't speak to all of what you wrote, but I can speak to becoming a father and mental issues coming to the forefront. Covid too. My lowest point was during Covid, my wife was diagnosed (for a second time) with cancer and traveled to MD Anderson in Houston for treatment (lived there for 3 months). I was at home with 2 kids (age 2 and 4) dealing with Covid lockdown and a wife who was getting radiation 1000 miles away. I felt completely lost, depressed, and more than anything anxious. It may sound crass, or unpopular, but the kids were the most difficult part of all of it. Fatherhood has easily been the most difficult challenge in my life.

Thankfully I too finally sought out therapy and medication and what a world of difference it makes. I don't love the anti-depressants I take, but it's far better than the alternative. Therapy has taught me that I need to focus a bit more on myself. For example, spending time on hobbies, being creative, etc. I also have been able to finally let go of some of the tension between myself and extended family.

None of this is to say that I'm now "good". Lately I've been struggling to focus, especially at work. I've gained a good amount of weight, stopped exercising, etc. I have zero doubt that I struggle with "seasonal affective disorder" on top of everything else.

I think where I'm at is that we all need to continue to learn about ourselves and keep putting one foot in front of the other. Although I'm struggling with focus lately, I'm not going to beat myself up over it. I'm going to try to get one thing done and be proud of that progress. Then try again. If I fail, well that's okay. I'll try again, when I can.
Sorry about your wife and what you went through (hope she’s doing well), but I love what you’re doing. Taking care of yourself and being mindful of your thoughts (but not judging) is so important. I really believe that.

I found it helpful to essentially speak truth back to some of the thoughts as well. Sometimes I think the best you can do is acknowledge the thought and let it pass. For instance, if it’s a fear about something you’re worried might happen. But some thoughts are clearly false and/or self defeating. Those you can speak back into and start to retrain your brain to have a more positive dialogue of sorts. I think that can be especially helpful if you have a habit of judging your actions as dumb. If you have a healthy growth mindset, you can tell yourself that you learned from doing something one way, and will try something new the next time instead of being critical.

Kind of the “I’m growing, I’m changing, and I’m on my way” mindset. Of course you’ll have setbacks. There will be days or weeks when you feel the need to ask a close friend whether you are still growing, but that’s all part of the process. Growth isn’t linear…and there is no magic fix.
 
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It's been 6 months so I wanted to wrap back around to this for a few minutes with some timely context as well. Feel free to ignore...

To set the context... Since I started this thread, I had a small stroke and heart attack that night (latter triggered by the former) with a hospital stay. Fast forward through a ton of tests and constant doctor appointments and I had another stroke at the end of the month, this one still relatively small but with some lingering issues (occasional memory and speech issues).

At that point, I was simply broken. It was a crazy downward spiral from an already bottomless pit. Limped along, going to constant doctor appointments and tests until March 1st when I decided I needed to take a leave from work. Realize, I have always lived to work, never worked to live. So that itself was an immense milestone. At that point, I had given up all hope - from late last year onward it was a day to day knife's edge.

Spent 2 months trying to "right the ship", still going to a ton of doctor appointments but focusing on "me". I started Ketamine treatments on April 1st (twice weekly for first 4 weeks) and continue to go weekly to this day. Unfortunately, while that seems to be a magic solution for many, I don't know that it's done anything beyond "save my life"... Meaning it allowed me to find a way to not make a fatal decision, but I was still on a constant 9/10 on the severity scale. So I don't want to diminish its impact, but it had a very clear limit.

I went back to work after 2 months on 5/1. Would like to say it did more, but it at least took away the work worries as I had all accounts, including email, disabled. The past 2 months at work have been good. While every day is an incredible struggle, I've at least been able to compartmentalize to some degree to separate work/home.

The downfall of all of the above (mental and physical) is I now take 27 pills per day and have had over 40 doctor appointments this year. Mentally, I'd say I'm at a constant 7-8/10 for severity. Liveable, but not enjoying much of anything. Have gone to a concert or two solo but not really enjoyed them (2 more in the coming weeks). That's where things sit at the moment...

This past Friday, I posted something contextually mundane on CF that then went viral on Twitter - racked up over 1 million views between the 650K on the main tweet the person made and the subsequent quotes/retweets. Unfortunately, anything brings out the worst in everybody. Since it included my first name and CF Founder title, all of the hatred spewed was very directed. While I purposely avoid social media, I made the mistake of reading it all.

Once somebody then further doxed me with other personal data, the flood of emailed threats started (to no surprise after I traced them, they were a frickin pedophile). As you know if you read post 1, anything and everything is overly personal for me. It was probably the worst weekend I've ever had, to say the least. I went back to the place I was several months ago and only barely away from. But... I made a choice again and it's Monday.

So why the post? A simple (admittedly a TMI, long winded sucker) reminder to those that struggle that once you hit rock bottom - medically, physically, or both - you still have choices. Each day may be a choice. I would love to say there is a cure or a magic pill, but there is only so much doctors and science can do at this time. Continue to lean on those that you can - family, coworkers, friends, etc and make the best of what you can. It might end up being improvement from a hundred tiny things rather than one big thing, but it can always get better.

If you think somebody is struggling - close or not - reach out to them and have an open conversation. Help them when they don't even know they need help. Don't worry about offending somebody. Don't think you're intruding. Be ok that you might open a door you can't close. That's ok if it means at least one person starts the process.
 
It's been 6 months so I wanted to wrap back around to this for a few minutes with some timely context as well. Feel free to ignore...

To set the context... Since I started this thread, I had a small stroke and heart attack that night (latter triggered by the former) with a hospital stay. Fast forward through a ton of tests and constant doctor appointments and I had another stroke at the end of the month, this one still relatively small but with some lingering issues (occasional memory and speech issues).

At that point, I was simply broken. It was a crazy downward spiral from an already bottomless pit. Limped along, going to constant doctor appointments and tests until March 1st when I decided I needed to take a leave from work. Realize, I have always lived to work, never worked to live. So that itself was an immense milestone. At that point, I had given up all hope - from late last year onward it was a day to day knife's edge.

Spent 2 months trying to "right the ship", still going to a ton of doctor appointments but focusing on "me". I started Ketamine treatments on April 1st (twice weekly for first 4 weeks) and continue to go weekly to this day. Unfortunately, while that seems to be a magic solution for many, I don't know that it's done anything beyond "save my life"... Meaning it allowed me to find a way to not make a fatal decision, but I was still on a constant 9/10 on the severity scale. So I don't want to diminish its impact, but it had a very clear limit.

I went back to work after 2 months on 5/1. Would like to say it did more, but it at least took away the work worries as I had all accounts, including email, disabled. The past 2 months at work have been good. While every day is an incredible struggle, I've at least been able to compartmentalize to some degree to separate work/home.

The downfall of all of the above (mental and physical) is I now take 27 pills per day and have had over 40 doctor appointments this year. Mentally, I'd say I'm at a constant 7-8/10 for severity. Liveable, but not enjoying much of anything. Have gone to a concert or two solo but not really enjoyed them (2 more in the coming weeks). That's where things sit at the moment...

This past Friday, I posted something contextually mundane on CF that then went viral on Twitter - racked up over 1 million views between the 650K on the main tweet the person made and the subsequent quotes/retweets. Unfortunately, anything brings out the worst in everybody. Since it included my first name and CF Founder title, all of the hatred spewed was very directed. While I purposely avoid social media, I made the mistake of reading it all.

Once somebody then further doxed me with other personal data, the flood of emailed threats started (to no surprise after I traced them, they were a frickin pedophile). As you know if you read post 1, anything and everything is overly personal for me. It was probably the worst weekend I've ever had, to say the least. I went back to the place I was several months ago and only barely away from. But... I made a choice again and it's Monday.

So why the post? A simple (admittedly a TMI, long winded sucker) reminder to those that struggle that once you hit rock bottom - medically, physically, or both - you still have choices. Each day may be a choice. I would love to say there is a cure or a magic pill, but there is only so much doctors and science can do at this time. Continue to lean on those that you can - family, coworkers, friends, etc and make the best of what you can. It might end up being improvement from a hundred tiny things rather than one big thing, but it can always get better.

If you think somebody is struggling - close or not - reach out to them and have an open conversation. Help them when they don't even know they need help. Don't worry about offending somebody. Don't think you're intruding. Be ok that you might open a door you can't close. That's ok if it means at least one person starts the process.

I can only speak for myself but I appreciate you and am sorry for how you have been treated the last couple of days. There is no CF without you and this message board is like an extended family. There are people on here who are reasons for myself to keep going during tough times.
 

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