the one thing that makes u happy and forget abt your SA

alwaysrunning

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Running, more like sprinting until my chest hurts from heaving . Pumping up a hill and not stopping even when my legs and arms feel like they're going to give in. Untill im dizzy from exhaustion from forgetting when to breathe, and most especially knowing that after all that seeming torture, im still not only alive and well but, also in a way just a little bit stronger.

If my "suicide" pace has never killed me. In the end i know that nothing else will.
 
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sucettes

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Going abroad, inhaling the fresh air of a place away from this place. The place where it all started

I totally relate to this. I'm useless where I live, I can't do anything here. When I'm away I feel quite free and (almost) normal. It's such a relief.
 

Luka

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I totally relate to this. I'm useless where I live, I can't do anything here. When I'm away I feel quite free and (almost) normal. It's such a relief.

I live in the city, I guess you could say there's so much to do here but I prefer a quiet place, somewhere on the coast. Yes! I agree I feel free when I'm abroad too.
 

IGotSeoul

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Going abroad, inhaling the fresh air of a place away from this place.

I totally relate to this. I'm useless where I live, I can't do anything here. When I'm away I feel quite free and (almost) normal. It's such a relief.

I'm actually planning this with the intent of challenging my anxiety, among various other things. My main concern is that if I do decide to return home after going abroad, should I relocate to avoid the location and associations of where I suffered so much? Or do I face it and hope that the feelings do not resurface, bringing a sense of closure?
 

sucettes

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I live in the city, I guess you could say there's so much to do here but I prefer a quiet place, somewhere on the coast. Yes! I agree I feel free when I'm abroad too.

I wish we could switch places, lol. I live on the coast side but I like going away, because it feels good to go away from the place where it all started and where less people judge you.

I'm actually planning this with the intent of challenging my anxiety, among various other things. My main concern is that if I do decide to return home after going abroad, should I relocate to avoid the location and associations of where I suffered so much? Or do I face it and hope that the feelings do not resurface, bringing a sense of closure?

This is something I've been thinking about a lot too.
 
the idea of retiring from everything, moving south and living a simple life, away from abstractions, telling stories to my future kids, working side by side with my future soul mate.
 

Helmaninquiel

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Running, more like sprinting until my chest hurts from heaving . Pumping up a hill and not stopping even when my legs and arms feel like they're going to give in. Untill im dizzy from exhaustion from forgetting when to breathe, and most especially knowing that after all that seeming torture, im still not only alive and well but, also in a way just a little bit stronger.

If my "suicide" pace has never killed me. In the end i know that nothing else will.

I like that quote! "you laughed at me because I'm different, I laughed at you because you are all the same."
 

WeirdyMcGee

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Running, more like sprinting until my chest hurts from heaving . Pumping up a hill and not stopping even when my legs and arms feel like they're going to give in. Untill im dizzy from exhaustion from forgetting when to breathe, and most especially knowing that after all that seeming torture, im still not only alive and well but, also in a way just a little bit stronger.

I'd say running as well.
I used to run all the time as a kid. I learned to run before I could walk.
Although nothing really makes me happy these days, running as fast as I can- feeling my blood pumping, my abs tensing up, my feet pounding the pavement until the ground beneath me just falls away... that makes me forget about my problems. It makes me feel alive for a moment and brings me a sense of serenity.
Nothing else matters- running like that is like running from a black pit that's sucking up everything behind you; you are escaping- you are living.
 

Kiwong

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Running for me...particularly what I call the world of the race. I get lost in that world my focus completely shifts. It is an escape, it is a distraction, it is an inspiration.
 
going on holiday, laying in a hammock, reading a nice book ::p:

Or just a book, a nice film, a beautiful song...

work out, boarding(skate,snow,wake..), soccer too!!

Sitting in the sun.... love it !
 

Prestonator

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There are quite a lot of things that make me happy, a few of which are being with my boyfriend, achieving my personal goals and walking
 

megalon

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Drag racing motorcycles provides a rush like nothing else I've ever experienced. It's hard to describe. I don't think about anxiety when I'm doing that. After the light turns green, you don't think at all, you just do and feel. That's just superficial happiness though. If I could ever find a relationship, I'm sure that would give me the real kind of happiness.
 
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