GboroRam

I’ll always remember my granddads last words..
”stop shaking the ladder you little... ”

Yes.

Alexa might be though. 

Not a full time nob mate. You're getting your arse kicked by poor mental health. All we can do is survive it when it comes around.
Think you have to try and remember what's important to the real you and recognise you're on your arse and make sure you do your best to keep it all together for when you manage to climb off the canvas. 
I don't think there's really a fix is there? Just different ways of surviving. 
Dead easy to get in a sandwich between self pity and self loathing. 
I think of depression as more of an actual living thing. I know I'm a decent bloke. But at times I am a massive knob for weeks and months. But I know I'm not a knob. I'm not spiteful or jealous or arrogant or egotistical. I know my faults and I'm ok with them. I'm happy and confident in being a decent average Joe. No more and no less. But when depression gets hold of me I become a spiteful person who needs to be loved one minute and hates everyone the next. 
It's just a position we get put in. If you can recognise it then I believe you will always come through it to your old self. 
The difficult thing is not letting yourself become possessed and then ruining your life. It's not easy. 
But like all of life tests. You find positives and work the best with what you have. 
I wouldn't suggest you stop being a knob and start fixing up. That's fantasy in my experience. I'd say just survive. Don't give yourself a bollocking for being a knob. I believe it's depression that wants you to constantly question yourself. You should just focus on the next thing you're about to do. Constantly look to the immediate future. Like @GboroRam said... small tiny changes can help. I think it's just because you're not dwelling. As soon as you start thinking about your next forward step then you're onto a winner. 
This advice might be poo. But this thread should be about people throwing in their random madness. I survive and there's a good few inspirational people in this thread. 
I hope you find something that works for you. If you don't then you've fecked it mate. But you will. 
All the best to all those struggling. Some posts I can't relate to because every experience is different. Be nice if there was 1 easy coping guide we could all follow innit?
 

My limited advice, for what it's worth: if you want to change something about your life, change something about your life. Make a small change. Something that you always fancied. Be it music, sport, reading your whatever your thing is. You may have to push yourself into small steps. A small change will be the start. But start. 

It is of course extremely sad for the player and his family, who are really the only ones who matter.
But I seem to remember that when the Chelsea guy Matthew Harding died in a light aircraft crash on his way home from a game in the '90's, the reaction was much more low key - which is sort of in-keeping with @Anon's thinking. The sight of Colin re-examining his entire life priorities is simply bizarre. We all surely suspect he will be letting forth streams of invective towards refs in the near future....
 
Oh, and I don't think it was Diana's fault for the outpouring. I blame Elton for that horrendous mawkish version of Candle in the Wind he did through floods of tears before vowing never to sing it again. It was all just bizarre how someone who was being so vilified was then more or less sainted. Until her shifty brother tried to cash in by building that memorial garden thing at Althorp and charging a wedge for admittance.
Such hypocrisy.....

Probably down to the lack of good taste posts. 

Probably down to the lack of good taste posts. 

Typical middle-aged, humourless Facebook fare.
I see young people who have been told that the only possible path is to go to university. Blame the people who are of the age that this type of page is aimed at for perpetuating this myth.
P.S. Apologies for posting something serious in the joke thread.

Own as quite young at the time, but I always found it weird that, at least according to my perception, the media was hounding her out as a cheating whore one minute, and then she died, and suddenly the whole country should be in mourning, and she was the best person in the world. 
Frok what I’ve seen about her since, I think the latter may be more true than the former, but it’s funny how the media suddenly flipped, and they spin any narrative that works for the cause of selling papers. 

Hated Diana tbf. 
We've all just repressed the fear of our own mortality so much that it leaks out in bizarre ways. 

I blame Diana.
We were alright till she died, now we're meant to cry at the drop of a hat.

Yesterday's toys it seems.. 
All jokes aside.. Bored stiff of the iPhone and tablets that never change. Little Angrys girlfriend has one of those Huawei phones and it's great. Fraction of the price as well..
Has the consumer pushed back on the might Apple? Hope so.

Occasionally we have to moderate language such as racial epithets (not suggesting for one second your post was like that, honestly I never had a chance to read it) just to keep the forum happy and advertiser friendly. I know people don't like having their freedom of expression challenged but it's nothing personal or a sense of humour failure. It's just an attempt to keep our buddies at Google onside. 

I’ve seen some pretty grim stuff in hospitals over the years but the thought of having a stranger dress my misters made little John retreat and hide in the pubes☹️,glad you’re out and thanks on Joel.

I wouldn't set too much store by CBT tbh, but talking therapies are free through your GP, an initial block of 12 sessions with the possibility of referral for a further 12. Depending on where you are, there are also voluntary sector providers like DRCS, which are pretty good. 
Do you have a sense of what it is that is making you feel like you can't carry on? Trying to think it through honestly yourself can help, even better if you can share it with friends/ family/ partner. 
Hang in there. These things do go in cycles, so while it may feel like a downward curve now, that won't last indefinitely. Recovery is always possible, so don't give up!
https://drcs.org.uk/
 

Another uncomfortable read - l hope the break over Christmas helps you @AshfieldRam and that your Saturday appointment offers you some immediate relief.
Wishing everyone on here a merry Christmas, but particularly those who l often find in here.  Stay strong brothers, and Lambchop.

Hello all, 
It's hard to post this but this week has been possibly the worst my mental health has ever been. I recently posted in another thread about wanting to make 2019 positive but ever since Saturday i've gone downhill so so fast. 
I had a little worry, It started as a minor worry, then it developed inside me to a concern, the grew larger and larger into a huge obsession that i couldn't shift and consequently i found myself at the doors of depression. 
I started taking my Citalopram on Saturday but it hasn't yet kicked in. On Monday, i was in absolute hysteric floods of tears crying to my Mum and Dad and since then the floodgates have definitely opened. My mum gave me a Diazepam to help calm me down but this just made me dizzy and sick before eventually having a calming effect late on in evening.
Tuesday i went in to work as normal at about 2:30 my boss told me to get home and rest because i looked very ill. I went to play football in the evening as i always do on Tuesday but this proved extremely difficult. I thought the exercise and fresh air would do me wonders but inside all i was doing was fixating on my problems. Despite nearly passing out 3 times i managed to make it through. After another cry to my parents i managed 6 hours sleep.
Wednesday i was able to see the doctor. He gave me more tablets and some numbers for CBT therapy providers in the local area. I immediately rang them and was quite shocked just how long the process can take and one of them was charging quite a considerable amount.
Wednesday evening as i attempted to try to be active to my mind of things i panicked and fainted for a good few minutes. After coming round i was take to my bed where again, i found myself in floods of tears being consoled by Girlfriend, Mum and Dad.  
Yesterday morning i woke up very early again. 4:45 to be exact. I dragged my duvet down stairs hoping that a change of scenery may help. I went to take my tablet in the morning as i've started doing and then i got really really scared. I looked at these tablets and though 'Why don't i just take loads of them and then i won't have to feel like this anymore?' So i took one, then took a second one straight after. I started Vomiting almost immediately afterwards, panicking and deep breathing. Before i knew, i had fainted once again only to be found by my Mum. Once i had come round, my vomiting continued and my thoughts worsened about just taking more tablets to stop me feeling bad or anything all together. I was taken straight to the hospital and given a number of physical tests that all came back positive so i was allowed to come home. I hadn't at this point mentioned to the hospital or anyone that i was feeling suicidal.  As the afternoon progresses my mood swung again, up and down and up and down again. Eventually i was again hysterical and i decided that i had to tell my parents that i'd worried about ending things that morning if i could. I explained to them that i felt like a constant failure and that peoples life would be easier without me there. I don't think i've ever cried as much as i did yesterday. I had the same conversation with my girlfriend that evening and it absolutely destroyed me saying what i said but i was and still am scared that i will do something stupid. My dad rang one of the metal health helplines and i explained to them what was happening in my mind and they marked me as 'critical' meaning i needed immediate help. They eventually rang and they were absolutely no help what so ever. The earliest they could see me was Saturday afternoon and despite my girlfriend pleading with the man on the phone that i needed immediate help he just said 'Saturday afternoon' then shut down the conversation to hang up. I was left in the darkest hole i think i could possibly have been in and if it wasn't for the people around me i don't know what i would have done. 
I actually began to improve last night and decided that this morning i would come in to work and get myself some routine back. I have done and so far i'm just about on top of my emotions but even the littlest things feels like it could set me off. 
Christmas is my favourite time of the year and i can't even think about it. I just want to be better for it so the people who are around me can enjoy it too. 
I'm sorry for the essay but i thought writing it down might help and i'm hopeful that i can be on the mend soon and one day look back on it with the experience to help others
 

Thought I was doing ok, only a bit of oral morphine after surgery, and a couple of paracetamol afterwards.
 
Then it came to unpacking the wound this afternoon. 15ft of guaze, 2.5 hrs of unbelievable pain, even after morphine and tramadol and the good news I get to do it all over again every day for the next 9 days!
 

Hope it’s ok mate,good that they’ve done it quick,it must have needed doing.
You should have given us a shout,we’re pretty experienced with surgery so we’d have had a go at doing it for you.
 
 

Sorry @TigerTedd, but you're shifting the blame for your poor clutch control onto a blameless 3rd party.
 
 
 

@Moist One Don't be alone over Christmas if you don't want to be. Pm me anytime if you fancy a pint. 
Ps Obviously, you'd have to be really desperate!

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My grief counsellor died last night, but he was so good I don't give a crap. 

Harry Redknapp is reportedly earning £500,000 for his appearance on I’m A Celebrity
which after tax works out as £500,000