HapppyThanksgiving

[FRANKRIZZO]

To all the gobblers on this site and your relatives.

[Brittney Griner's Clit]

Fuck you.

[duped_samaritan]

Frank is a good guy.

[MumblesBadly]

To all the gobblers on this site and your relatives.

Feeling generous with the extra letter? Can we guess that you have been imbibing?

[MumblesBadly]

[Crowe Diddly]

To all the gobblers on this site and your relatives.

Feeling generous with the extra letter? Can we guess that you have been imbibing?

What's wrong with you? What are you even talking about? Are you imagining spelling errors that aren't even there?


Happy Thanksgiving, Frank, and all the other motherfuckers still here after all these years. Even you, Mumbles.

[Crowe Diddly]

[Gordman]

I dont know why, but I had this stupid Thanksgiving song in my head today.

I remember it when I was like 10 years old and my parents (who were inherently part Yooper) would occasionally play a "Da Yoopers" album that contained this song.

Oh well... If nothing else, my 11 year old currently seems to be mildly entertained by it.

[MumblesBadly]

Feeling generous with the extra letter? Can we guess that you have been imbibing?

What's wrong with you? What are you even talking about? Are you imagining spelling errors that aren't even there?


Happy Thanksgiving, Frank, and all the other motherfuckers still here after all these years. Even you, Mumbles.

Thanks Crowe. And great post of Alice’s Restaurant. I woulda greened you but I’m out of reps at the moment.

[Walter Sobchak]

Had a great one. Hope everyone else did too.

[Dan Druff]

This might sound trite or lame, but nowadays every day is Thanksgiving for me.

Not a day goes by that I don't feel thankful that I broke out of those terrible, debilitating psychological problems which developed in August 2018. For awhile, I really thought I would be stuck that way for life -- a combination of super-high anxiety 24/7, super severe depression, and the complete inability to feel any form of excitement, pleasure, or love. I once said to myself that I would gladly give away almost all of my money if I could just feel normal again and never have this come back. I felt I might just have to live out my final decades of life with zero joy or real quality of life. And there seemed to be nothing I could do, as it was from a physical cause which was difficult to pinpoint.

Then it started to get better, then it started to get a lot better, and now it's like 95% gone. I promised myself that, if I ever got better, I wouldn't take it for granted, and every day would be thankful that it's gone. And every day, I really do think about it, and feel both thankful and relieved.

[splitthis]

I think you were suffering from demonic possession

[jsearles22]

This might sound trite or lame, but nowadays every day is Thanksgiving for me.

Not a day goes by that I don't feel thankful that I broke out of those terrible, debilitating psychological problems which developed in August 2018. For awhile, I really thought I would be stuck that way for life -- a combination of super-high anxiety 24/7, super severe depression, and the complete inability to feel any form of excitement, pleasure, or love. I once said to myself that I would gladly give away almost all of my money if I could just feel normal again and never have this come back. I felt I might just have to live out my final decades of life with zero joy or real quality of life. And there seemed to be nothing I could do, as it was from a physical cause which was difficult to pinpoint.

Then it started to get better, then it started to get a lot better, and now it's like 95% gone. I promised myself that, if I ever got better, I wouldn't take it for granted, and every day would be thankful that it's gone. And every day, I really do think about it, and feel both thankful and relieved.

Almost all your money was the bar you set for your life being back to normal? Sounds like you care way too much about money to me.

[Sloppy Joe]

This might sound trite or lame, but nowadays every day is Thanksgiving for me.

Not a day goes by that I don't feel thankful that I broke out of those terrible, debilitating psychological problems which developed in August 2018. For awhile, I really thought I would be stuck that way for life -- a combination of super-high anxiety 24/7, super severe depression, and the complete inability to feel any form of excitement, pleasure, or love. I once said to myself that I would gladly give away almost all of my money if I could just feel normal again and never have this come back. I felt I might just have to live out my final decades of life with zero joy or real quality of life. And there seemed to be nothing I could do, as it was from a physical cause which was difficult to pinpoint.

Then it started to get better, then it started to get a lot better, and now it's like 95% gone. I promised myself that, if I ever got better, I wouldn't take it for granted, and every day would be thankful that it's gone. And every day, I really do think about it, and feel both thankful and relieved.

Anxiety subsiding really is life altering.

I frankly have no idea why mine subsided, as I didn't change anything else; had already implemented many life changes that helped somewhat, but it exponentially has just basically evaporated for me over the past three months.

[Dan Druff]

This might sound trite or lame, but nowadays every day is Thanksgiving for me.

Not a day goes by that I don't feel thankful that I broke out of those terrible, debilitating psychological problems which developed in August 2018. For awhile, I really thought I would be stuck that way for life -- a combination of super-high anxiety 24/7, super severe depression, and the complete inability to feel any form of excitement, pleasure, or love. I once said to myself that I would gladly give away almost all of my money if I could just feel normal again and never have this come back. I felt I might just have to live out my final decades of life with zero joy or real quality of life. And there seemed to be nothing I could do, as it was from a physical cause which was difficult to pinpoint.

Then it started to get better, then it started to get a lot better, and now it's like 95% gone. I promised myself that, if I ever got better, I wouldn't take it for granted, and every day would be thankful that it's gone. And every day, I really do think about it, and feel both thankful and relieved.

Almost all your money was the bar you set for your life being back to normal? Sounds like you care way too much about money to me.

If I had $1,000 to my name, then yes, that would be easy to give up in exchange for feeling normal.

I've grinded out my money over time -- first by working, then by playing poker -- and by being a cheap Jew. If I were to give up all or most of my money, all of that time and effort is down the drain.

More important, I have a family now, so that's also a big factor.

I thought about the hypothetical of, "What would I give up if I could go back to normal?", and money was obviously what came to mind. I thought of people who were close to broke but feeling normal, and at the time, I would have traded places with them. Obviously this wasn't any actual deal I could make, but it was just something which came to mind.

[Dan Druff]

This might sound trite or lame, but nowadays every day is Thanksgiving for me.

Not a day goes by that I don't feel thankful that I broke out of those terrible, debilitating psychological problems which developed in August 2018. For awhile, I really thought I would be stuck that way for life -- a combination of super-high anxiety 24/7, super severe depression, and the complete inability to feel any form of excitement, pleasure, or love. I once said to myself that I would gladly give away almost all of my money if I could just feel normal again and never have this come back. I felt I might just have to live out my final decades of life with zero joy or real quality of life. And there seemed to be nothing I could do, as it was from a physical cause which was difficult to pinpoint.

Then it started to get better, then it started to get a lot better, and now it's like 95% gone. I promised myself that, if I ever got better, I wouldn't take it for granted, and every day would be thankful that it's gone. And every day, I really do think about it, and feel both thankful and relieved.

Anxiety subsiding really is life altering.

I frankly have no idea why mine subsided, as I didn't change anything else; had already implemented many life changes that helped somewhat, but it exponentially has just basically evaporated for me over the past three months.

When did yours start?

My one advantage was that I had never experienced it prior to August 2018. That made it different from the anxiety/depression most experience, as that tends to be hereditary, and usually first appears between the ages of 13-25. That type of anxiety/depression is usually lifelong, and medication is often the only way out (though finding the right one is tough, and for some people it's not effective.)

Because my problem was new, and brought on by a physical cause, at first I had hope of it subsiding on its own. However, as it first worsened, then plateaued for 6 weeks, it started to feel like there wasn't going to be any relief from it. Furthermore, as it's rare to suddenly come down with first-time severe anxiety and depression at age 46, there were few examples of others I could follow regarding what to expect. It really was unpredictable what would happen from that point, and even my psychiatrist acknowledged that.

For me, the depression and anhedonia (which are related) lifted incredibly quickly once they started to get better. They went from very severe to almost gone within a week (that is, it lasted 6 weeks, but the final week it rapidly vanished). The anxiety also started to get better at that time, but it took a full month to get about 70% better, and then another month to get to about the 90% point. Then I had a small regression (which seemed to be related to getting sick and having an unrelated back injury simultaneously), and then it got better again. For most of 2019, it's stood at the 90-95% better mark, which is probably where it will stay forever. I can live with that.

I pretty much got every symptom related to both anxiety and depression at a severe level, aside from social anxiety (didn't have it at all) and suicidal feelings (again, didn't have it). Those 6 weeks were absolute hell, and by far the worst 6 weeks of my life. The next 2 months after that had their challenges, but I was improving every day, so it wasn't nearly as bad, especially because I was thrilled there was positive movement.

Anyway this is something which nobody can understand until they experience it. I thought I understood, but I really didn't. I felt in August and September 2018 that my life was essentially over, even though I would continue going through the motions of being alive. Then I got a reset and my old self was back, and I can't begin to tell you how thankful I am for that.

I'm glad to hear that you are experiencing a similar improvement.