BMW...I hear you loud and clear. This sounds like me 10 years ago, with a young baby to boot. Now, obviously I am not trying to turn this into a competition, nor is it about me. I am blown away by how many have had the guts to admit to their troubles. I am completely new to the whole forum thing, so bear with me if I don't comply to some sacred rule of the aficicionados. Anyway, I've been thinking about Vifferman's dilemma and reading about BMW's situation, it only reinforces my thoughts on the subject.
10 years ago, and for 8 years thereafter, life was pretty much my worst ennemy. How did I come out of it? I got angry. Not angry as in "start to break stuff" angry, but more like " I've had enough of being down" angry. I found out what was making me feel like crap, and started to get rid of it (read here: ex husband/cretin). That took me about 6 months as he didn't want me to have my son. No generalisation, but some men are just born bastards.
Then, I realised that simple corny fact: you only live once. So, I became an adrenaline junky. Tried all sort of things I'd never done and scared the living bejesus out of me: snowboarding, dirtbike riding, kickboxing. Anything to stop my mind from diving back into that dark cave.
At the start, it is a bloody big effort, but then, you get addicted to the rush of adrenaline and endorphins, and that is so uch healthier for you than any drug prescribed by some mad scientist, testing guinea pig lover zealot.
Now, I'm not saying don't get medical support at the same time, but make changes, get back in control and get yourself some healthy scares every once in a while.
It doesn't hurt to try, does it?
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