Yes, all the best Summeronions.
Sorry to hear that - in my thoughts and prayers.
Are there charities you can approach for further advice? I have a little experience of dealing with them in other contexts and they can sometimes offer fresh ideas and practical help which medical services either wouldn't think of or can't easily access.
Helping others is certainly a good thing to do, not least for the reasons you describe, but what I had in mind was you approaching charities dealing with your kind of difficulty and seeing what kind of support and advice they may be able to offer. It's a different kind of help from the kind you might get from the medics, and you may find it suits you better.
Hope you find a way to beat your demons too MM.
If it is any help it is harder to drive people away from these boards than it probably is in real life so feel free to do your venting here.
Perhaps I could pm you a list of posters to try and drive away😉I like that, cheers Count.
I've been through it, although I had no idea at the time. I contracted Glanjular Fever in the last year of my degree - 1 month before my finals. It was a severe case, which lasted for 9 months. My throat swelled up hugely. I couldn't eat anything other than ice cube. I lost 4 stone in weight. I couldn't talk for 3 months. I hadn't told my university, which was a huge mistake, but I was thinking clearly. I was away from home, and I felt unable to tell them what I was going through because I got it into my head that they'd think I was bullshitting and dropping out. That year I was financially screwed - no loan left, unable to work, maxed out two overdrafts, a GF left me, no family support, the university telling me they wouldn't allow me back in to finish, etc. I ended up living in Kenny, in this mad, foreign house because it was the only place I could afford. All this from one illness...which in turn led on to another.
The resulting depression, I think, lasted for well over a year after that. It kind of creeps up on you. In fact it was only afterwards I realised I had it. I was a complete mess. Spending most of was cursing my luck, but mostly myself. In fact I think I spent a lot of that time on here, posting a huge amount, which no doubt helped. I'm not sure how I got through it, there's certainly little tips or guidance I can offer other than perseverance and hard work. I went through a long appeal process and the university finally let me back in so I could finish. I worked my arse off ages to pay off the 6 grand debt I accumulated during that time. I saw that, and still do, as hugely beneficial. I've kept a letter from both banks on my fridge telling me that I've got no more to pay. That was cleansing.
Depression was a defining part of my life. Before all that I'd always felt a bit lost, faceless, lacking in identity and self-assurance. That's not the case any more. Excuse the cringe, but It definitely made me from a boy into a man. After all that, I've now moved away from my law degree to go into Occupational Therapy, where I'll be helping people every single day of my life and I can't wait.
I think your mind slowly figures it out. It's a very personal illness - nobody could have done or said anything to help me at that time and you just have to back yourself to get through it.
Thoughts are with you all.
- Try and help others throughout your experience. It takes ages to get to the point where you're ready to help yourself. Helping others gets you through. I worked for Oxfam throughout that time, which at least gave me some self-worth.
- Tackle the root cause
- However difficult, don't push anyone away. Be honest and accepting of your condition.
Hope no-one minds me bumping this but this fits well in here.
Got diagnosed with depression this morning, taken a long time for me to actually do anything about it like see a doctor but i feel better now i've taken the first steps. I guess when there's so many things you feel you need to do to sort your problems and you try to sort them all at once it makes it worse which is what i found out.
I've got a sleep disorder which this seems linked to and thats related to my weight so i'm hoping to carry on the progress and improve my sleep and stuff, which should make me happier. Waking up morning after morning when you haven't slept and your mind is playing tricks on you is horrible. Months on end of hearing the alarm but being so tired and unhappy that you just can't do anything. I don't end up going in to do work but it doesn't mean i'd just sit off. Lying there feeling all this self-hatred but feeling like there's nothing you can do.
Thankfully i've got good friends who've helped me to try and sort this mess out bit by bit.
I have a sleep disorder (undiagnosed)
I have a sleep disorder (undiagnosed) but not the attendant depression thank God. Just really fucking tired all the time.
Good luck SO, you'll be fine. Maybe if those red fuckers start winning it will help.
Can't, got less than £10 to my name!S/O, are you coming out Saturday night. I'll take you the Lappies kid, that will sort you out . Who is with me!
GL
I've been through it, although I had no idea at the time. I contracted Glanjular Fever in the last year of my degree - 1 month before my finals. It was a severe case, which lasted for 9 months. My throat swelled up hugely. I couldn't eat anything other than ice cube. I lost 4 stone in weight. I couldn't talk for 3 months. I hadn't told my university, which was a huge mistake, but I was thinking clearly. I was away from home, and I felt unable to tell them what I was going through because I got it into my head that they'd think I was bullshitting and dropping out. That year I was financially screwed - no loan left, unable to work, maxed out two overdrafts, a GF left me, no family support, the university telling me they wouldn't allow me back in to finish, etc. I ended up living in Kenny, in this mad, foreign house because it was the only place I could afford. All this from one illness...which in turn led on to another.
The resulting depression, I think, lasted for well over a year after that. It kind of creeps up on you. In fact it was only afterwards I realised I had it. I was a complete mess. Spending most of was cursing my luck, but mostly myself. In fact I think I spent a lot of that time on here, posting a huge amount, which no doubt helped. I'm not sure how I got through it, there's certainly little tips or guidance I can offer other than perseverance and hard work. I went through a long appeal process and the university finally let me back in so I could finish. I worked my arse off ages to pay off the 6 grand debt I accumulated during that time. I saw that, and still do, as hugely beneficial. I've kept a letter from both banks on my fridge telling me that I've got no more to pay. That was cleansing.
Depression was a defining part of my life. Before all that I'd always felt a bit lost, faceless, lacking in identity and self-assurance. That's not the case any more. Excuse the cringe, but It definitely made me from a boy into a man. After all that, I've now moved away from my law degree to go into Occupational Therapy, where I'll be helping people every single day of my life and I can't wait.
I think your mind slowly figures it out. It's a very personal illness - nobody could have done or said anything to help me at that time and you just have to back yourself to get through it.
Thoughts are with you all.
- Try and help others throughout your experience. It takes ages to get to the point where you're ready to help yourself. Helping others gets you through. I worked for Oxfam throughout that time, which at least gave me some self-worth.
- Tackle the root cause
- However difficult, don't push anyone away. Be honest and accepting of your condition.
Can't, got less than £10 to my name!
Nah I need to learn self-control and not go out when I have no money!I'll buy you a pint yer fucker.