I had put on some pounds so started going to the gym, worked really hard to burn calories, I was starting to look good, then covid hit. I tried going a couple of times when they opened again but nobody was doing the sanitizing/mask wearing they required, so I stopped. I'm still somewhat active but not to the degree I was before and the weight was creeping back on. Finally, out of desperation, I decided to start skipping breakfast. It worked. My weight has actually dropped quite a bit in the last few months and I don't have to lift weights or run on a treadmill forever to do it. I'll go back to the gym again when it's safer but I'm surprised how effective just missing a small meal can be.
Hello from Patrick so thirty years ago I was a mid twenty year old single guy living in new west and working at a drug store. I placed an ad on one of those phone chat lines a young women let's call her Jennifer who was a student at UBC, we hit it off we talked several times a day for months we helped each other out for emotional support ,laughs and made plans to meet But being a young guy I screwed up and we never met and lost contact, life went on and here we are now. With covid and a health scare the mind wanders what happened to this bright ,cheery women I can imagine she is happily married and possibly a family, I don't want to cause any troubles but it would be interesting to find out how she is and how her career went?
Just not down with all the other bullshit that comes along with it. Time to buy some sex toys.
Hope has been tormenting me for years. My hope is not grounded in any reality. It exists despite all evidence to the contrary, and no matter how much I can understand the impossibility of what I hope for, it remains. In Greek mythology Pandora accidentally releases all the evils into the world, but closes her box in time for hope to remain. So hope can be understood to be an evil, and it's the one evil I can't seem to be rid of.
I'm not so happily married, I will go into the missed connections, dating sites, when I don't feel seen in my marriage. I use it like an ego boost when I feel low. If I'm really dying for supply, I will write cheesy ambiguous song lyric post so my partner won't know it's me, and talk to women for a boost. I strung along and abused one in particular, it's part of my condition...Anyways, just my luck who walks into the same restaurant me and my spouse were waiting, aaarggghhh. I hunkered down into my booth so she couldn't see me. I think I got away with it. My hamburger tasted good and I didn't want anything to spoil that.
Without fail I get a brutal cold every year. Or twice. Transit plus working in homeless shelters where the staff and clients keep passing it back and forth. I’ve never felt better this year. I’m wondering if I should always wear a mask on transit and work from now on?
I love this message board. It's kept me sane and entertained recently. I can't afford any more therapy and I don't like dumping on people I know, and I know what they would say if I did. It's great to be able to get a whole range of opinions from different people, and helps me put my problems in perspective. So give yourselves a big pat on the back!
I tried to mentally prepare for the winter. Being under lockdown, working from home, and being unable to see friends or family much is not easy.
I'm not a super social person to begin with, and typically always busy, but I still felt the effects of the first lockdown. I was stuck with random subletters as my roommate used Covid as an excuse to be "trapped" in Mexico. What BS. Well, it has been half a year of hell, and I'm finally moving!!!!! Hooray! Mental health, welcome back again, I hope!
This was just terrible all around.
I was harassed- emotionally abused, controlled, stalked, and talked about amongst co-workers. I did not feel safe at all in my workplace, so I left. It took me a long time to feel safe again in a work setting. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. It did. Now, I am still healing, but I have never loved life as much as I do now. If you are reading this and you are feeling your all time lows, keep your chin up. There is always light at the end of the tunnel, and that time will come.
I think I've reached acceptance but am nowhere near self-actualization.