Granny's gone and done it again

I know when I used to get in a deep depressive state, I could not think of a single thing to be grateful for. Your brain just goes into this deep dark place that it's almost impossible to get out of. I thank God for pharmaceuticals, they saved my life. I'm stable and functioning today because of them.
Then I guess pharmaceuticals is the answer. I guess that is what I did, self medicate.
 
food should never be a reward for anything. It makes our children overweight even as adults. "I did something good so I will reward myself with cookies." That upsets me. Also that was very unfair . Im sorry.
And then the “finish everything on your plate”. I’ve got hordes of food issues - I admit it freely. I’ve got don’t waste the food-itis, you must finish your plate to please someone else itis (but yet for shame if you get fat) eat/horde your treats before they go bad/get taken by someone else, the list goes on.
I was diagnosed with border line, they share alot of similarities. I cry at everything, too.

I cannot think about tramua without crying. Thats why my therapist got fed up and stopped seeing me. A year with her and I still couldn't talk. i felt like I couldn't. i was choked up and nervous.
Not all therapists are created equal and not all therapists are a good match to an individual.
We don't get allowance.

Most of the time we don't even get a prize

we just do it everyday, "or else"
That’s the point of having kids I thought. Unpaid minions lol.
I know this sounds stupid but why don’t you call dr Laura. I have heard her give some good advice to teens. I don’t really know what to tell you. As a teen I just drank my problems away. I DO NOT recommend that.
Yeah no. Bad scene.
well great, now i'll be an adult who cant manage money who rewards myself with food 🤣
Don’t be like me.

Let me tell you though...chatting with the the folks here on this thread always makes you feel better on a rough day

yes it does. I hit something and now that’s not a quote dangit.
I know when I used to get in a deep depressive state, I could not think of a single thing to be grateful for. Your brain just goes into this deep dark place that it's almost impossible to get out of. I thank God for pharmaceuticals, they saved my life. I'm stable and functioning today because of them.
No shame. I wear glasses cause I can’t see otherwise. You take drugs cause your brain doesn’t produce something/produces too much/something something science. I see no difference.
 
No shame. I wear glasses cause I can’t see otherwise. You take drugs cause your brain doesn’t produce something/produces too much/something something science. I see no difference.
Thank you for that Star, you made me cry! Lol. So many members of my immediate dysfunctional famiy did shame me for it, but I didn't care, I chose life, and they were all self-destructing with alcohol... I won't call it self-medicating, they were patently destroying themselves. I knew I had to get help or die and I'm so glad I did. It still took a long time, my life was turmoil for a good ten to 13 years afterward, but it's safe and secure and wonderful now, it was worth it. My only regret is that I waited so long, I would have saved myself and others a ton of misery if I'd gotten help sooner or if my parents hadn't been in denial like DL's and listened to me when I said something's wrong I NEED HELP. I hope she gets the help she needs.
 
What'd you do to it and have you seen a podiatrist?
A few years back we had a hog decide to have her babies in an area of the farm that tends to flood out and we had rain coming. So since she refused to move them we distracted her, scooped all the babies into a bucket, and I was carrying the bucket of babies. I stepped into a hole that was covered with leaves, Just enough to turn my ankle. I tore the tissue that runs from the ankle down to the bottom of the foot. Went to the ER, X-rays were taken, nothing was broken so they put on a compression brace. Saw a specialist a few weeks later and he had me do exercises. I was all good after a few months. He told me if it happened again I would have to wear a brace for life since surgery was not an option. I am not a good candidate for surgery unless it is a life or death thing.

So in a nutshell yes I have seen a podiatrist. I am not a "run to the doctor for the sniffles" type of person. It has to be a possible broken bone, need stitches, or cold/infection that lasts for months.
 

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