u/Successful-Focus2548

Hello! I have been "climbing" for quite long time (~4yrs) but sometimes with very long breaks.

I have a boulder hall very close to home so whenever I was there I used to go almost everyday, progressing faster and getting stronger. I have always been a mid climber because I only climb or boulder but I never do excercises nor yoga.

I went back to climb almost a year ago (both indoor, outdoor, boulder and rope) but I feel as if I can't get any stronger and that I might even have gotten weaker.

I might have some health problems which I am getting checked that might have contributed to this.

I feel like I don't have strenght anymore: I can't pull myself up, I can't hold my body with one arm, I can't hold pinches in any size and now I can't even lift myself up on one leg. Like I am missing the explosive force (or the muscles) to do such, I would "jump" but I would just jump into my knee and not be able to get up. It is super annoying because it is required in almost any boulder, even lowest gradea, at my gym. When rope climbing my arms get sore suuuper fast and while bouldering they don't get sore at all because I miss the strenght to actually hold the holds for long.

I can do pull-ups and push ups, my friends can't do even one underhand pull up and don't believe me when I say I actually can't hold myself on the wall. 😭

And I can easily do regular squats, frog squats, etc.

I can't go to the gym because I can't afford it atm, nor buying a hangboard. I would like to improve using my bodyweight and what I already have at home: 1 hanging bar, one sand bag of 10kg and 2 5kg barbells.

Do you have any insights of something I could be missing? Or exercises suggestions I could work on at home to improve?

Ciao! Qualche buon anima sa consigliarmi un semplice bar/birreria a trieste?

Abito qui da abbastanza ma grazie alla mia povertà non mi invento mai di uscire a bere ma mi sono resa conto ogni volta che vengono a trovarmi amici non so proprio dove portarli.

Non mi interessano locali chic e pretenziosi o pieni gi gente che fa feston ma nemmeno locali dove la clientela si aggira solo intorno ai 60-70 anni.

Una birreria/pub che non mi metta shawn mendez alle 18 di sera finché mi voglio gustare una birra senza troppe pretese.

(OK craft beers e co, se c'è un posto indimenticabile, ma vorrei più un bar da tutti i giorni - zona indifferente ma non che sia ad Opicina o Valmaura ecco)

Buongiorno, sinceramente non so se il flair sia esatto o se questo sia il sub giusto ma in italiano non trovavo nulla.

La mia situazione al momento è: dormo in una stanza su un divano-letto Poltrone sofà di ottima fattura. Visto che vorrei utilizzare anche il divano e che mi pesa ogni giorno aprirlo e chiuderlo ho deciso di togliere il materasso e di metterlo a terra: ogni mattina lo metto o dietro al divano o lo ficco dentro all'armadio dove con un po' di fatica riesco a farlo stare piegato in due.

Il mio problema: mi sveglio con un forte mal di schiena lombare. Sono una studentessa e questa situazione non è permanente ma per i prossimi 5 mesi quindi comprare un materasso è completamente fuori questione (punto primo i soldi, punto secondo non lo porterei via in un nuovo appartamento perché solitamente il materasso c'è già e punto terzo dovrei comunque disfarmene prima di andare via e non ho garanzie di trovare nei tempi utili qualcuno che lo possa comprare da me.

Il materasso che sto usando di per sé sembra buono, è alto 15cm non è affossato e io peso 53kg.

Non capisco se il materasso sia troppo duro o troppo morbido: appena mi stendo a pancia in su o in giù sento subito pressione nella zona lombare.

Inizialmente pensavo che il materasso fosse troppo morbido (visto che comunque deve stare piegato nel divano letto) ma ora non ne sono più sicura.

La mia soluzione prevedeva di comprare un topper per risolvere la situazione ma non so se per renderlo più duro o più morbido. Volevo andare in un negozio di materassi ma è abbastanza inutile perché non posso portarmi il materasso che sto usando e dormici una notte per vedere...

Io tendo a dormire sulla pancia o al massimo di lato.

Ogni consiglio è prezioso

Ribadisco che NON posso comprare un letto e un materasso nuovo perché 1 non ci stanno nella mia stanza da studente e 2 resterò qui pochi mesi e non mi sembra un investimento intelligente visto che comunque spendo praticamente tutti i miei soldi in affitto, bollette e cibo. No, non mangio fuori, non bevo non fumo e non mi dorgo e tantomento mi compro vestiti ogni settimana, ma anche se fosse non ho bisogno di consigli sulle mie finanze quindi se puoi aiutarmi su una soluzione che mi posso permettere bene altrimenti puoi ignorare il post.

Il materasso non è affossato, non c'è una piega in mezzo dovuta al fatto che lo piego per metterlo via (e che starebbe comunque ripiegato dentro al divano). Oltre tutto non sempre lo metto via, a volte lo lascio a terra e a volte lo metto dietro al divano.

Vorrei solo capire se ci sono dei trucchi per sapere se è troppo morbido o duro perché anche se magari sembra ovvio non sono davvero riuscita a capirlo.

Io preferisco dormire su materassi più rigidi e non mi piace il memory perché mi affossa troppo e in più mi fa caldissimo.

Saved a bunch of "extremely good thriller books that you must read" suggested by a woman on IG and finally I got my hands on one of them, said "The Good Samaritan" by John Marr.

It's about a woman working at a Suicide Line which apparently pushes people to commit suicide but nobody suspects her cause she so nice and enderaing.

I am literally at the Prologue and my first thought was "wait, I thought the protagonist is a woman". From the way he describes how she thinks and what she thinks I immediately felt like "ok this is a man writing" (I didn't rembember the author so could have been a woman afaik).

Then she starts talking to a woman who had a change of heart and guys... it's hilarious how predictable any sentence is.

Since WHEN has a woman ever told to another

• you need to realize it's not you talking it's your hormones

• listen to somebody who learned from experience

• when your child is born it's going to be much worse for you

• you won't be fit for purpose as a mother

• your baby will grow up exactly like you

• do you really be responsible for all that?

• unlike you I can see things clearly and I know exaclty what is going on

• your baby doesn't stand a chance in this world and deep down you know that too

• ....

I mean, sure, the protagonist is supposed to push people to commit suicide (at least from the small description I've read) and therefore has to be a bit manipulative but I feel like there would be a big difference from men and woman and this stuff screams men.

What are your thoughts?

I really miss being held, cuddling and ultimately having sex. I only think about the nice part of it and then I remember how anyway being near another body feels uncomfortable.

Legs touching hurt after a while.

Anything pressing against me hurts.

Penetration doesn't hurt but everywhere they put their weight on me is painful. I am talking about the most vanilla thing even.. being on top is also painful to my knees. Masturbating hurts my wrist and sometimes fingers.

😭😭😭

I hate having adhd (no shit) and I hate taking my meds.

During the years I developed a lot of strategies to though life which border ocd behaviours.

I literally can't "do this later" anymore because I know that I will forget if I don't do it instantly. I literally can't chill properly if I have the feeling that stuff has to be done.

I suffered from depression in the past and every day I am scared that it might come back so I try eliminating everything that triggers me reminding me of that time.

I can't spend a day in bed (well, I do it anyways of course) because it brings me back to those days when I wasn't leaving my room. I can't leave clothes on the floor everywhere in my room, I can't leave the dishes in the sink, etc. I have heaps of to dos lists, I put down an alarm for almost everything and even if I am tired I can just sit on the couch and "think about it later". I am physically unable to do so.

With adhd meds this urge is greater: after a long day (and by long I mean for somebody who has a chronic illness long) I come home and I can't sit, even if I am devastated, before I tidy up something. Even if I am exhausted and I do sit down, the whole time I will be thinking about what needs to be done and can't rest until I get up and do it.

With meds I also have more energy I guess to do said things but then my fatigue is so much worse. I feel like I am constantly borrowing spoons from the future me and of course I just keep getting more tired.

I am not even talking about huge stuff. Just the usual house chores that needs to be done daily or weekly drain me. Like why do I always have to eat? Why do I always have dirty dishes? Why do I have to do laundry? 😭

Thinking daily how the fck people manage to have a job, have hobbies, go out, party, keep a clean house and also have a family?? In fact, shout out to all the moms (and supportive partners) out there because what you are doing is crazy.

For short context: my ex and I were in a toxic relationship where I ended up shrinking myself and endlessly moving my boundaries trying to accomodate for a love that wasn't even there. I felt gaslit, questioning my reality on the daily, wondering what is wrong with me for staying with somebody who couldn't care less about my needs/feelings, always scounting for what the thing I could have done differently to make things better. Spoiler alert: nothing, because I was not the problem - as he also said multiple times.

I broke up with him, went back to my country and my unsupportive family. It was the harderst time of my life. I was completely alone and miserable and it took me months to even be able to not think about him on the daily and about all that could have gone differently, all the "what ifs".

We went no contact as per my request and he respected that until 6 months later when he asked if we could talk because he was not feeling great and needed a shoulder. I was there for him, kept my distance and thought that was it. Eventually we talked again one month after, and a lot of things surfaced back. He owned all the shit behaviours I've always tried to make him aware.. it really seemed like he was back to the person I met the first time.

We decided to try again and he moved to my country. I know. Stupid!! But this time I was not "in love" and my head was clear. After two weeks things went south because I couldn't deal with his bullshit and was calling him out on a lot of shit he promised and never delivered. But because of circumstanced we had to keep living together.. and things got super ugly. You know the text book man?

Since he came here he didn't do anything to integrate nor to pass his time.

Stays at home pretty much every day the whole day, sometimes just on his phone or playing games. Which is fine, he has money to pay for rent so I couldn't care less about what he does the whole day but every time I come home his stuff is laying around everywhere, dishes on the table or in the sink, unwashed, shoes in the middle of the corridor. If I did a laundry and hung it up would you think he would fold it? Never done a laundry of his own initiative, never tidied up a room unless I asked. Just think about any thing that one normal human would have to do in a house to tend to it.

Never doing anything unless asked to.

I also have to tell him exactly how to do stuff.

..but even then? He won't do it cause he "doesn't see why he has to do it". Like swiping the floor when it's dirty kinda thing.

So you see it. I stopped feeling it, stopped wanting to have sex, started being annoyed as soon as I stepped in the house and of course it was not bad from the beginning but day by day, month by month I reached a point where I constantly called him out and where he just got pissed all the time.

Of course after one month we decided that it was not going to work but he only decided 6 months in that he was going to leave. Well great but for the time being we still have to share the apartment.

The thing is that he disregards my needs on the daily, we keep "arguing" abou the same shit every fucking day and I am so done. We have a cat: I have to ask him to play with it otherwise he won't do it. I have to ask if he gave her food to be sure.

I still every day I have to ask him to do literally anything. Sometimes I just do it myself because it's more tiring to fight with a brick than cleaning.

Today I think I really reached my limit: he did something and said stuff that hurt my feelings. I had a nice day planned and it got completely ruined because of his lack of empathy. He went to his room and I went into mine and I just stared crying out of anger. After sometime he comes in and ask why I am crying and after I proceed to tell him what he did and why it hurt he hits me with the "you are being too much" "that's childish" and "i think you are over reacting". Brooo what fuck??? Nobody told you to come over to ask me? And then we had to have a conversation in which he is trying to convince me that I shouldn't feel bad for his behaviour. And then mid convo he starts - per usual - with "ok I don't want to talk about it anymore" and leaves.

So what did I do? I turned off the internet. That the only thing I have power over in the house because I bought it and I am paying for it.

I don't want to hurt him. I am just tired of doing things for him when he can't do shit for me. He doesn't care about how I feel and how his actions or words make me feel so he never changes his behaviour. So I thought ok, then I am also not doing stuff for you so I stopped sharing the internet.

I thought ok maybe instead of becoming a punishment it can become a token of exchange? You behave civil towards me and I grant you access to the internet? But no, he already made it a billion time worse.

Thing is he can just go to any library which is walking distance to use free wifi. Or to any super market or to the city center. Or he can go to buy himself an usb stick with data or something, he has the money for it. And above all he doesn have internet on his phone, just not so much that would allow him to scroll the the whole day.

Am I the Asshole?

La mia dottoressa si rifiuta categoricamente di prescrivermi i farmaci, nonostante il mio disturbo sia stato diagnosticato attraverso la sanità pubblica, le abbia portato il piano terapeutico e sia comunque seguita dalla clinica psichiatrica.

A me rompe il cazzo dover pagare il ticket della visita e farmi ore in autobus solo per andare a prendere un foglio di un medicinale a cui ho diritto gratuitamente.

So che i medici generali non possono rifiutarsi di fare ciò a meno che non ci siano motivazioni valide (non ci sono) ma non ho voglia di iniziare questa battaglia. Voglio cambiare medico ma non vorrei incorrere nello stesso problema e non posso chiamare tutti i dottori di TS per chiedergli se prescrivono X farmaco.

Hello, I have several problems and at the moment not the greatest sleep hygene. I suffer from insomnia (usually stress related) but in the past weeks I managed to pass out from exhahstion every time I touched the bed.

I know the drill of what I should and shouldn't do (decompression, diet, excercise, screens, routines, enviroment) but my problem is that I wake up every night, multiple times because my body hurts.

I used to be a side sleeper for super long but that changed when my pain got worse because my shoulders and knees would require constant repositioning though the night so in the past couple of years I started sleeping on my stomach. That causes me often neck pain (and back) but it isn't nearly as bad as if I would sleep on my side.

I know the ideal position is sleeping on your back but I can't fall asleep like that. Moreover, often when I sleep on my back I get night terrors or lucid dreams or anyway wake up and need to go back on my stomach to fall asleep again.

Any tips to help trying to sleep on my back? Or at least being able to fall asleep?

The heat is killing me here in EU. I even got AC in my apartment but it gives me neck pain so I try to use it least I can and usually in the night here is enought to keep the windows open.

Last night I couldn't sleep on the bed so I went on the couch - which honesly is one of the comfiest couches I've ever slept on - but I woke up a gazillion times anyways because of the heat and because I was uncomfortable (I also wake up if I sleep in the bed because I have to change position very often) so out of desperation I layed on the cold floor. Which was an instant relief and I also managed to fall asleep on my stomach.

I don't know for how long I slept before I woke up from excrutiating pain: of course in my neck, hipbones and lower back but the worst where my knees! I literally couldn't move my legs.

The pain was extremely sharp and I couldn't lift my legs, bend them or even move them sideways. I tried to change position to be on my side before getting up but my legs would not move. It felt like they had been bent backwards.

This of course happened with my arms before but never with my legs! I got really scared and am wondering if this ever happened to you.

Sono stata diagnosticata da adulta, probabilmente come altre persone AFAB e questo mi ha portatato (fortunatamente?) a sviluppare un sacco di strategie negli anni per cercare di compensare le mancanza. Tanto che lo psichiatra ha pure accennato a qualche OCD.

Con gli anni (e la vita adulta che ovviamente comporta un sacco di responsabilità e deadlines) il peso cognitivo è aumentato fino a diventare per me impossibile. Tutt'ora mi rendo conto che per fare in modo che le cose funzionino devo essere sempre sul pezzo:

• quasi ogni azione/momento della giornata deve una routine che devo seguire alla lettera e senza interruzioni, altrimenti ovviamente mi dimentico qualcosa

• voglio essere sempre informata in anticipo di tutto quello che deve succedere con più dettagli possibili in modo da non essere impreparata

• quello di cui sopra vale principalmente per situazioni 'impreviste' nella mia giornata - sia everyday life che giorno specifico - ma se decido autonomamente di non avere aspettative e carpe diem sono capacissima di farlo. Deve però in qualche modo anche questo essere programmato

• non riesco assolutamente a vivere nel disordine perché mi 'incasina' la testa e contribuisce al non trovare le cose o a dimenticarmi di dover fare cose. Questo è un problema gigantesco nella mia convivenza e anche in generale perché nonostante io abbia sviluppato questa strategia non la riesco a mettere sempre in pratica

• lo sforzo di override la mia mancanza di motivazione per fare le cose mi uccide e non sempre funziona, per questo per non dimenticare cose importanti ho imparato a 'fare subito'

Prima di iniziare il Medikinet facevo altre cose che ora faccio molto meno (come il continuamente ripetermi di non interrompere gli altri, di fare/non fare cose) e non riuscivo a studiare nulla. Leggevo un frase e mi dimenticavo già come era iniziata alla seconda parola. In più mi dimenticavo costantemente cosa stessi facendo/dicendo. Mi dimenticavo le parole o addirittura quello che volevo dire mid sentence.

Anche per questo ho millemila blocchetti, agende, reminders e altre 'soluzioni' per non dimenticare cose.

Mi sento una povera stronza perché sono convinta che se la mia famiglia fosse stata diversa e fossi stata diagnosticata prima non sarei mai arrivata così mentalmente distrutta dallo sforzo di essere normale e che non avrei sviluppato altri comportamenti di coping disfunzionali.

Ora sono in terapia da Dicembre con Medikinet e finalmente riesco a concentrarmi meglio sugli studi (anche se spesso non riesco a decidere autonomamente su cosa concentrarmi), non mi dimentico mai di cosa sto parlando e raramente mi ritrovo in piedi in una stanza con assolutamente zero idea di cosa stessi facendo. Ho notato che la mia memoria è notevolmente migliorata e mi fido molto di più dei miei ricordi! C'è però un'effetto "negativo" che non ha assolutamente tolto la mia fatica cognitiva.

Da quando prendo il farmaco non riesco a rilassarmi, nel senso che anche il mio cervello continua costantemente a pensare a tutto quello che devo fare (questo succedeva anche prima, ovviamente, solo che prima non facevo tutte le cose e il focus era anche principalmente sulla rimuginazione di eventi passatino ansie da anticipazione) e non riesco a non bloccarmi.

Esempio: mi alzo, vado in bagno, vedo che è sporco? Lo devo pulire. Se devo uscire può capitare che ci penso tutto il giorno e che poi quando arrivo a casa stanca non riesco a buttarmi sul divano ma devo fare prima 'tutte le cose' per riuscire a buttarmi. È come se fossi imprigionata dalle mie routines e pensieri su come devono essere le cose e che, nonostante riesca perfettamente a concepire il fatto che posso benissimo rimandare o fare dopo ho questa sensazione di sconforto finché non risolvo il problema. Forse deriva dalla mia paura di 'tornare come prima' e che le cose si accumulino e di dimenticarmi etc.. ma questa cosa mi distrugge.

Mi sembra che le giornate siano un continuo susseguirsi di cose da fare e mi chiedo come facciano le persone ad avere il tempo e l'energia per hobby e quant'altro.

Io sono sempre a pezzi, mi sveglio, do da mangiare e gioco con il gatto, esco, torno repeat, esco torno repeat, mi lavo e vado a letto.

Non lavoro, sono studente e diciamo che in media passo 3-4 ogni giorno fuori per lezioni/cose legate all'uni... E il resto delle ore dove va? In mangiare e lavare i piatti? Mi sembra assurdo, non me lo spiego.

Adoravo cucinare ma ora mi fa ansia, bisogna tagliare le cose, stare ai fornelli, lavare i piatti.

I am not diagnosed as am not 100% sure myself and in my country it is still pretty much considered a made up thing (even if recognised at state level). Sometimes I find it hard to identify when reading of all the people bed ridden and in excruciating pain while for me it is just general discomfort that even though it impacts my life quality still allows me to live a """normal""' life. Because of this reason I am also not seeking a diagnosis since I consider myself lucky enough to not havint to take medications.

Furthermore it could also be something else like myalgic encephalomyelitis.

In the last years though I found my quality of life got much worse. I am constantly tired, I wake up and I feel like I've been run over by a truck and I can feel my body hurting even so mildly. I could also describe it like having a flu/fever. They are different kind of pains from dull to sharp, from exercising, to contact to just random.

For example I would just randomly feel pain in my collar bones, or after 5 or less minutes that my body is touching something (like the bed). I have to turn constantly at night because if I stay too much in any position it start to hurt.

I just feel tired all the time both mentally and physically and I am doing so much less than I used to and every time recovering form any activity it's impossible.

People around me don't really believe me when I say I "don't have the strenght".. but all I feel is like my body is giving up. I can do the same things as before but not in the same way. I am not overweight and try to walk every day and I also go climbing but I can barely do it. I put 1/10th of energy I used to and I feel x10000 more tired.

I live in a city that is quite hilly so one would think I am used to walking uphill? I do it literally everyday.. but as soon as I start my legs muscles burn as if I've been squatting in the gym for hours. And when I go "climbing" I can barely climb to the top and after a few routes I feel exhausted, my arms can't hold me at all. The day after my whole body hurts as if I've been climbing for 10hrs straight.

I am well aware that doing sport or any kind of demanding activity will put a strain on your body but how I feel is not at all compatible with what I do. I know because I have been doing it before and I didn't feel like this.

And my periods have become even more debilitating. I feel like for the week before, the week in and the week after I have been sqeezed out of all my energies.

Since last summer it has been a slow downfall and I am doing less and less activities to keep my body moving and I found myself gaining weight (not a lot, 5kg). I would like to work out and I tried many times but it feels really impossible. Like it's not even that it hurts (of course it does but I would like to push through or do something mild) I just have zero energy. Is my last resort to get back to my og weight to just eat less? I feel like that I would have even less energies.

Nutritionally speaking I do then to eat more than my maintenance because I always feel without energies and tired and because I don't feel like cooking anymore. And I loved to cook. I used to make everything homemade... and now my vegetables are just rotting in the fridge while I eat the take out pizza. 😭

Sorry for the rant but I have nobody to talk to.

Hello, my cat lives indoor but she is leash trained and always loved to go outside. I take her to the park almost daily and I also take her for short hikes/walks in wooded/forest area. Mostly because of this reason (I know I can also be a vector myself) I wanted to make sure to protect her and avoid risks.

I tried two medications: AdTab and Frontline Combo

With both of them she had some "normal" reaction like feeling sleepy and not wanting to engange for day/couple days. I somehow don't feel too comfortable continuing like this, especially since her health history.

I tried also Seresto collar, she didn't like that at all, slept the whole time and kept scratching her whole body.

I decided lastly to try some "natural" collar with neem oil and others but it has an extremely strong smell which annoys me and her. She also scratches herself a lot with this one. I tried to just put it on when we go outside and taking it off when we are inside but she will scratch herself anyway for a couple days after.

I did try to put some topic neem oil but I am concerned about the effectiveness.

I don't live in a tick infested area but I live in a carrier area for diseases.

I always check her upon coming back from outings and never found a tick. I did find a tick on myself tho.

I am at loss on what to do.

BASIC INFO

EUROPE BASED

8mo, spayed, vaxxed cat, indoor, outdoor with leash

Current health: healthy, test fiv/felv negative, faint gums inflamation since kittenhood

healthy weight, healthy bowel movements, never puked except from eating grass

Diet: meat muscle high protein canned food 4xday (various brands, mainly chicken, turkey, rabbit, game, salmon, tuna, herrings) and dry kibble available at night.

Past health problems: upper ways respiratory problems after somministration of both first vaccine and recall.

No ashtma but sometimes weezing sound or snoring. At the moment all symptoms have stopped (since couple of months)

Took some vet prescribed supplements (like -lysine)

Did ECG, no abnormalities, did Xray of lungs twice two weeks apart: at first it looked like in the upper part of the lungs there was little air compared to the rest of the lung. After two weeks the situation seemed improved.

I love my Camelbak chute mag but it's huge and it is always a pain to get single handedly from the side of my backpack while hiking.

I do have an hydro bag but it's smaller and at the moment I think I prefer to be able to see how much water I have left without opening my bag and the general taste of water coming from it tastes very plasticky.

I was wondering if there's a way to fit a straw (the kind you get on bags) on my Camelbak so that I can drink without having to stop to get my bottle and to put it away.

I am aware that they make their own hydro sacks and also a different cap but I am not intrested in the cap and I would like to use what I already have.