
Originally Posted by
beaterdit
Damn Buzz Just saw this and I'm glad you're hangin in there. I think we've only met once but I've certainly appreciated your voice in here over years and I share a lot of your sentiments. I turned 50 a few months ago and really relate to a lot of your feelings. That milestone seemed to amplify them for me too. I'm fucking tired. Many days it seems like the minimum requirements to sustain day to day life are nearly insurmountable and I really don't have it that hard. I don't take the kind of joy in the things I used to (anhedonia, they tell me) for a variety of reasons and it saps my motivation to do them. The body's nowhere near as resilient as it used to be. My back hurts, my knees hurt, I have high cholesterol and and a cardiologist. My attitude at work is terrible and I feel like I can't do it anymore.
I don't know shit but I have some thoughts on this shit that may help in some small way, if only in commiseration. I think no matter how it appears, most of us deal with all this shit to some degree or another. It's easy to lose sight of that in the instagram age. My shit came to a head like eight years ago. Crippling anxiety and depression, and insomnia. Crazy intrusive thoughts and random crying all the time. It does feel embarrassing to bring it all up here, or talk about it at all. Went to therapy and a Psychiatrist, went on all the meds etc. (Including benzos, and man could I get addicted to those, fuck, prolly a close one there). It all got me over the hump. Since then I eventually decided I didn't like the meds and gradually weaned off them one by one. At the time they were like a miracle to keep me in the game though. Still been in therapy of and on. Still have a lot of those feelings but to a lesser extent, mostly. It's helped to know how common these things are and also talking about it with anyone. I don't have a ton a of close friends either, always been kind of a loner. But I do have a few, and that all you need. I've got a Lady who's been though it too and continues to fight with more or less success like me. In my field, my coworkers are pretty open about this stuff so that helps too.
Mostly though, I just keep on keeping on and know that whatever it is at the moment, this too shall pass. I abide. Just like in the movie. Sometimes, sometimes even most times, it's not too fun or pretty but I abide. That doesn't sound awesome but there it is. If you've been in therapy or not you've prolly heard the term "fake it till you make it". It's lame but it works. In faking it, sometimes I'll get surprised and remember just how much I used to love something and maybe still do and how it's always been a reason to keep going and maybe still is. IDK if any of this makes sense but I know it's fucking hard Man, and it doesn't seem to get any easier, but I abide.
Other things I've learned for me:
Alcohol is a literal depressant. I really underestimated the effect it had on my mental health. I ended up with EXTREME moderation and it works for me, like one beer/week. Couldn't tell ya the last time I had more than one in a sitting but total abstinence would prolly be better.
Weed doesn't work for me anymore. At all. I'm prolly a pussy but it spins my head out and amplifies the worries and self doubt. Sativa strains less so than the indica or blends but still.
Bennymac's post above is spot on. Excercise is the best thing ever, always. Preferably outside but I have a bike trainer set up that I can hop on any time. I can bike with bad knees, it's even good for them. The more intense the better but anything is good, whatever you can manage. At our age (haha? uggh) I have to start slow if I've been off it for a bit but if I get on a consistent habit the intensity comes. My fitness went to hell with my mental health and a string of injuries left me broken and afraid. I'm just *starting* to overcome this but it's slow and you can't rush it. Also, I have to accept a new normal for 'gettin after it'. This is ok.
You're a smart guy and prolly know all this but I hope you read it just for commiseration. Also hope it doesn't come off as sanctimonious and douchy. Like I said I don't know shit, including how to communicate effectively, ha. Hit me up if you want to chat. Better yet, if you want to get out, we can rustle up a Bird ticket for ya. I'm a weekday skier till mid April though. Turnin pedals is good too. Hit me up if you're game.
Like I tell myself all the time, Abide, Dude.
Sam
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