Especially where there is a love triangle and the main character is awkward or shy.
Especially where there is a love triangle and the main character is awkward or shy.
I don't feel any pain, but I feel like I can't breathe freely. It's like I have to start normal breathing by taking a deep breath. But after a while I still can't breathe calmly + a feeling of fear. I thought it might be because of the coffee I drank, but it was a latte with a lot of milk.
Has anyone had this problem?
What experience does a person need to have to become a showrunner for a series they've pitched ?
thanks for all the answers guys 💕
I understand that every person has their own problems and what we see on social networks or hear from close people is not always true, but it still seems to me that people without mental disorders somehow live this life easier. I have OCD and generalized anxiety disorder, and I feel that if it weren't for this I would have a normal happy life. My childhood was not perfect, but it was not that bad, since childhood I had almost all the conditions to live happy and I just can't do it because of my brain.
I’m curious about the experiences of people whose mental health struggles led to severe isolation, suicidal thoughts, and basically “dropping out” of life for a period of time.
I mean situations where depression or other mental health issues caused someone to lose their social circle, studies, job, hobbies, routine, or sense of identity. Then, after things became at least a little more manageable, they looked back and realized how much had changed or disappeared.
What did you do after that realization?
Did you try to reconnect with your old life, old friends, career path, interests, etc.? Did it work?
Or did you decide it was healthier/easier to build a completely new life from scratch?
I’d especially appreciate hearing from people who felt like they had “fallen behind” everyone else and how they dealt with that emotionally and practically.
As soon as I started telling myself a second before the mental compulsions started: “You don’t have to scroll through this over and over again,” my brain started to trigger every minute, all the problems that tormented me started to pop up even more often. And it seems that even the fact that I wanted to stop the flow of thoughts with the help of words triggered another compulsion — I now often scroll through these words “You don’t have to scroll through this over and over again,” even when there is no need for it. I just hate the way my brain works.
I’ve noticed that most of my mental compulsions revolve around abuse, toxicity, and the dilemma of whether I’m good or bad. Every time I hear about abusers in the news, I start to check in my head whether I’m not the same as them. I scroll through my actions and pick at moments when I could have said something unnecessary, been jealous or annoyed, or when someone made me angry and even I didn’t say anything, but the very fact that I felt it makes me feel ashamed and dig into it even if it’s something minor or happened years ago. It annoys me that my brain is so focused on it and I can’t do anything about it. When I imagine myself kind and happy around people, I feel fake, like I’m faking it and like I don’t deserve it. Although when I’m experiencing good moments, I don’t feel that way, only when I start thinking about it.