I can't think or even form a sentence that at the moment I feel like just keeping quiet and out of sight for a while.
Does that make sense to anyone?
I keep thinking about all the things I 'should of, would of, could of' done with my life - I'm going to be 43 soon and I'm just stuck - stuck in life. I don't know which way to turn to improve my life.
See, I am re-reading this post and I feel like I can't even form a sentence that makes sense.
maybe it's a mid life crisis combined with pms, rolled in a sugar filled scoop of perimenopause caught in a marshmallow center of adrenal fatigue.
awesome, now I'm hungry
Same here, but more guy-oriented. I just turned 43 and I still feel 20 (actually, the other week a co-worker of a friend thought I was in my 20's! so that felt good :


, probably because the SAD has stopped me from doing all the things I should have over the years & I'm still looking forward to them. That makes sense, right?
Anyway, my mind is usually a blur-whirlwind of thoughts, and I have to think that many of us here are undergoing the same thing.
Our thinking is geared towards worry: about what others are thinking of us at all times, what's that guy smiling about, why is she avoiding looking at me, what are they laughing about etc etc.
Now add to this: "Why can't I be normal? What do normal people think about? I should be married with kids by now! Why do I not have as many friends as these other people? Do I look stupid? Is the way I'm dressed making people not want to talk to me? If I were (friend, famous person w/e), how would I be taking care of this situation?" and more etc.
And for me, add a couple songs being stuck in repeat in my head, a little white noise, and the emotional fun-ride of being ME, and it's just chaos up here in the skull. And it almost never stops.
In one of my first posts when joining, I mentioned that some years ago, I went for 2-3 months of "normality": no worries, no SAD, no anxiety in any form AT ALL. It just snapped off one morning and I was free. It very slowly crept back, though. (no drugs, therapy or anything was going on to make the SAD stop suddenly. Still a mystery)
In that time, I had "normal" thoughts, which was basically, nothing. I actually had to fill my head with things to combat the sound of silence. I had to start whistling to occupy my mind. It was very bizarre, really. From a head full of noisy worry to "...wonder what I'll eat tonight...." and nothing else.
It was actually really boring. But I'd take it again over this crazy mess.
Speaking to others (and writing in forums I'm not totally comfortable with, or emails to new people) scrambles my syntax up and produces that "mind going blank" trauma most of us get, but when I am totally comfortable with the people (really just a couple friends & their families), I open up & the words flow nicely, but there's still a bit of a struggle. Oh, and alcohol has a wonderful way of relaxing a person and loosening the tongue.
Sorry, that was pretty long!
