goodgravy
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My loneliness is getting so intense that I wake up in the morning practically in physical pain. No one knows how much pain I'm in. My social life is nil, I never hang out with anyone except family. I feel socializing to stave off loneliness isn't particularly healthy, but I feel like I'm sinking lower and lower in isolation. I feel like if I don't find a way to engage with the world on some level or another, to give to society somehow, to find joy, I'm going to wind up nuts. But just that sentence sounds self-centered to me. I've been able to keep myself distracted with hobbies and internet forums, but I'm really starting to spiral downward. I fear that if anyone knew everything I've thought and felt in the last several months that I'd wind up in the mental hospital, and I don't really think that's where I need to be anyway.
I was diagnosed with AS in 2008. I used to smoke cannabis all day every day, always striving to get higher and higher, and had no sense of identity/boundaries of any kind. I was diagnosed with Bipolar in 2010 and began taking Lithium. I spent a couple weeks in the hospital in mid-2011, got on anti-depressants there, got clean off recreational drugs, and have been ever since. In September 2012, I got off my anti-depressants, and then in April of 2013 I decided I wanted to tackle life without medication of any kind. Immediately following my discontinuation of Lithium, I unexpectedly discovered my sense of self and got in touch with my base emotions. I began working out every day and got into really good shape, running 3.75 miles/daily and lifting weights. Felt incredible on a daily basis. Simultaneously to feeling so good, adjusting my brain to the world off of drugs with exercise was the hardest thing I have ever undertaken, harder than quitting smoking cigarettes by a million miles. I made it eight months before stress got to me, and now I'm back on medications again, since November of 2013. I've been fighting off increasingly intense suicidal thoughts ever since, which I know are stemming from the fact that I feel less and less like myself, have no social life, am running out of ways to distract myself, and feeling more and more like a drug cocktail.
With the exception of an AS support group I attended from October 2010 to June 2011, and several AS meetups I attended over the last couple years, I haven't had a social life in six years. The idea of regular contact with someone/people scares me at the moment, I guess I'm kind of avoidant. I'm about to start working too, my family is running out of resources and needs me to, and I've been fine tuning my medication regimen over the last six months with my doctor. I'm lucky to have doctor who trusts my judgement and self-awareness as well as me trusting his, going slowly with medications and keeping dosages as low as possible. And my mood is just fine, as long as I can keep myself distracted with activities, but my lows are getting lower and lower and lower. I'm worried my doc is going to figure out how I really, really feel, and up my Lamictal and destroy my cognition even more, or reach for anti-depressants, and I need all the brain power I can get... but I don't think anti-depressants would actually deal with my avoidant tendencies, and I think he knows it.
I think a support group might be a good idea, to get my feet wet again in a structured setting, but I've changed so so much since I last was involved with the folks on the spectrum in my area, and I think it might be weird to just return out of the blue. But maybe that's just my fear of the edge of my comfort zone talking and I need to just get out there and do it. But I've got to do something, I can't imagine spending another 50+ years without friends/peers in good mental health...
I'm getting urges to smoke cannabis again, at least to buffer myself from social exclusion/depression, but I haven't done so yet, I guess because masking loneliness with drug use seems like a bad idea. I just need to get back into the flow of life more but I don't know where to start..... maybe I just need to tell someone how I feel in real life.... but I'm scared of the mental hospital and having other people tell me what's in my best interest, because I know that won't lead anywhere satisfying....
Anyone have any advice?
I was diagnosed with AS in 2008. I used to smoke cannabis all day every day, always striving to get higher and higher, and had no sense of identity/boundaries of any kind. I was diagnosed with Bipolar in 2010 and began taking Lithium. I spent a couple weeks in the hospital in mid-2011, got on anti-depressants there, got clean off recreational drugs, and have been ever since. In September 2012, I got off my anti-depressants, and then in April of 2013 I decided I wanted to tackle life without medication of any kind. Immediately following my discontinuation of Lithium, I unexpectedly discovered my sense of self and got in touch with my base emotions. I began working out every day and got into really good shape, running 3.75 miles/daily and lifting weights. Felt incredible on a daily basis. Simultaneously to feeling so good, adjusting my brain to the world off of drugs with exercise was the hardest thing I have ever undertaken, harder than quitting smoking cigarettes by a million miles. I made it eight months before stress got to me, and now I'm back on medications again, since November of 2013. I've been fighting off increasingly intense suicidal thoughts ever since, which I know are stemming from the fact that I feel less and less like myself, have no social life, am running out of ways to distract myself, and feeling more and more like a drug cocktail.
With the exception of an AS support group I attended from October 2010 to June 2011, and several AS meetups I attended over the last couple years, I haven't had a social life in six years. The idea of regular contact with someone/people scares me at the moment, I guess I'm kind of avoidant. I'm about to start working too, my family is running out of resources and needs me to, and I've been fine tuning my medication regimen over the last six months with my doctor. I'm lucky to have doctor who trusts my judgement and self-awareness as well as me trusting his, going slowly with medications and keeping dosages as low as possible. And my mood is just fine, as long as I can keep myself distracted with activities, but my lows are getting lower and lower and lower. I'm worried my doc is going to figure out how I really, really feel, and up my Lamictal and destroy my cognition even more, or reach for anti-depressants, and I need all the brain power I can get... but I don't think anti-depressants would actually deal with my avoidant tendencies, and I think he knows it.
I think a support group might be a good idea, to get my feet wet again in a structured setting, but I've changed so so much since I last was involved with the folks on the spectrum in my area, and I think it might be weird to just return out of the blue. But maybe that's just my fear of the edge of my comfort zone talking and I need to just get out there and do it. But I've got to do something, I can't imagine spending another 50+ years without friends/peers in good mental health...
I'm getting urges to smoke cannabis again, at least to buffer myself from social exclusion/depression, but I haven't done so yet, I guess because masking loneliness with drug use seems like a bad idea. I just need to get back into the flow of life more but I don't know where to start..... maybe I just need to tell someone how I feel in real life.... but I'm scared of the mental hospital and having other people tell me what's in my best interest, because I know that won't lead anywhere satisfying....
Anyone have any advice?
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