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Not a place to make fun of people. I made this so people can vent.
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#1
hey - that's exactly the right question for me... because I recently compiled all my diagnoses to get an overview. I'll tell you the disorders that I've been officially diagnosed with and those that are very likely. I have the following diagnoses -
depression, social phobia, post-traumatic stress disorder, dysmorphophobic disorder, dermatillomania and substance abuse (addiction). my psychiatrist suspects that I suffer from borderline personality disorder and persistent grief disorder (triggered by the death of my beloved grandmother in November 2023.) On top of that, I'm suicidal. On the whole, I'm well-adjusted with medication - although a change is coming in the near future. I also have a great supervisor who supports me very well. I was ill in my childhood/youth and have been receiving treatment ever since, including outpatient therapy, hospital stays and the aforementioned support system through outpatient care units. I have often been at the end of my rope, but I have always been able to pull myself up and take measures to stay alive. I would like to say the following to everyone who suffers from these and other illnesses - don't give up! Get help, and if in doubt, get admitted. Find a therapist and tackle your problems step by step and day by day. Nothing that is really worth it is easy and happens overnight. The first and, in my opinion, most difficult step is to realise that you have problems and need help. If you have managed to do this you have laid the foundation for improving your quality of life. That is my experience. Setbacks are part of it and of course you need the right treatment and the right therapist (which unfortunately can take a lot of time). Without trust in the help and in yourself, it gets harder. And it is difficult anyway. I hope that for you, who are also suffering, and for myself too, it gets better over time, that the effort is worth it and that we can all be proud of ourselves when we make progress - and everyone has their own pace, goes their own individual way. What works for one person is not necessarily the right way for another. Exchanging ideas is very important. Reflecting on yourself and others can be beneficial for everyone involved. And don't let yourself be persuaded that your problems aren't problems, that you shouldn't make such a fuss and that you should pull yourself together. Your feelings are real, your limits are your limits and you are all valuable - no matter what is bothering you, holding you back in life or what diagnosis you are given. Never forget - you are valuable whether you can achieve something or not. You should come first. because only when you are in balance can you support others on their path. I wish you all the best from the bottom of my heart, confidence, courage and strength... so that we all feel better in ourselves and in our lives!
LillieMean 3 days ago
All the best to you! I myself have suffered from PTSD and in addition to all other therapy, I benefited from going to a psychophysical physiotherapist. A bad mental feeling affects the body and breathing, and there I learned good methods for breathing exercises, conscious presence and self-soothing. Take small steps forward and be kind to yourself!
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#2
I myself no longer struggle, but cope with my bipolar disorder. It's just a small part of who I am and I no longer define myself through my illness. For about half a year it was even classified as being in remission! I'm very proud of that. My husband has ocd and coping with it is sometimes difficult and requires patience from me and it is horrible to watch from the side how the person you love clearly suffers from his symptoms. Sometimes I stop repeating his actions and it clearly makes him feel better, for example turning off the light switch or closing the bedroom door "the right way". The hardest part is being quiet when he writes a message because if I talk he has to erase the message and start over. I myself got rid of compulsive cleaning in therapy in a mental hospital. I was only allowed to clean my room and common areas for a limited time on cleaning day, and it has improved my quality of life a lot after I got home. I might slip into my old ways now and then, but I'll slap myself straight with a wet cleaning cloth.
#3
I have generalised/social anxiety and agoraphobia. It is pretty well managed at the moment, though I still rely on help from my mum a lot more than I like. Doing aqua aerobics to help with my fibromyalgia has also helped with my anxiety and getting out and socialising more. One of my antidepressants stopped working so I was weaned off it but I have managed pretty well with the change and not had to add another one to the mix.
#4
I've recently been diagnosed with ASD, Depression, Social Anxiety, and OCD.
#5
AuDHD. Finding this out makes my life make so much more sense. I now know why it feels like I struggle to get things done but can get things done... after thinking about getting things done for half the day. But I still get them done, with organization. But that means I won't take a break once I'm invested in the task until I'm done. Until I take a pause and realize I'm tired. But the motive of the task, say organizing my art station so it's nicer to use and motivated to paint. But I don't want to paint until it's organized and nice, but then once I get it nice I don't feel like painting anymore. I'll move onto another organizing task, or something that fulfills a sense of orderly perfection.
The amount of word game books I've bought in the past couple decades I'm ashamed of. I'll start them, usually doing my favourite games first. Once those are done, or when I make a mistake that ruins the plans of completing all games with perfection goes out the window, I will not touch that book again, and buy a new one to start over. It's a terrible cycle that took a while for me to quit. I go to the store. Look at a word game book. I have to tell myself I won't finish it. I have other things to spend that money on. Put the damn book down.
Sometimes I give into myself. My sense of impulse control and discipline is constantly fighting with each other. My mind doesn't shut up. Ever.
Heavy metal, industrial metal, and social media is the only thing that soothes my mental madness.
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