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Hi everyone.
I was just wondering if anyone else had the same issue as me. The thing is, I need alcohol to feel like other people, such as feeling happy, motivated, being empathetic, making plans, thinking about goals etc, literally everything. I used to be depressed but I'm not now as I take antidepressants which has totally turned my life around, so I don't drink because I'm depressed. I don't know how to feel this good and motivated and like everyone else without drinking. Has anyone had this issue and how do I feel good like everyone else naturally?? I stress though, I am no longer depressed, so this is not the issue.
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Hey Starre,
How are you going?
It sounds like drinking is what gives you motivation to do more than just sit at home. Is this something you've spoken to a doctor or psychologist about? I understand you find it frustrating, so I wonder if it perhaps could be something to work on finding an alternative, or some other way to get that motivation.
I used to find antidepressants kind of put a bit of a dampener on everything, so while the bad emotions became a lot more manageable, the positive ones were also blunted a bit.
James
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Hi Starre
Looking back on all my years in depression, I see them very differently now compared to how I saw them while I was in that depression. Of course, hindsight is great but does not always exist at the time you need it most.
In a life that was upsetting, I felt the upset, the push to not stay in life in the form it was in. Looking back, life was incredibly angering and highly triggering at times, more often than not. I was angry with so many people and I understand why. I was angry with the psychiatrist I saw, for being useless. I was angry with my husband because he did nothing outstanding to change the way I was feeling the depressing aspects of the marriage. I was angry with people who told me 'You're too sensitive' or 'You just need to get on with life and stop thinking so much' (grrr), angry with myself for not being able to find the way out of depression and the list goes on. Then I'd beat myself up for being so 'unreasonable' and angry and then that would become deeply depressing. You know that kind of internal dialogue, 'What is wrong with you? Why are you so stupid? Why are you so unreasonable? Why are you so difficult to get along with? Why are you so angry all the time? Why are you so broken? Why are you so hopeless? Why can't you just be happy, like everyone else?' and on and on it goes.
The strange thing about all those depressing questions is they're valid. With an accusing or degrading tone, they're depressing. With a loving and gentle tone, they become valid questions that can provide some surprising revelations. Picking just one from the list, 'Why are you so hopeless?!' is a depressing question/statement when the internal dialogue sounds harsh. Asked gently and lovingly, as a valid question, 'Why are you so hopeless?' or 'Do you know why you feel such hopelessness?' requires a thoughtful answer. For myself, that hopelessness in depression was a result of no one leading me to feel hope. How can you feel what's not there? How can you feel what no one brings to you? 'Who or what would bring me hope, to replace the lack?' becomes the next question. Such a simple question can trigger a long line of questioning, such as the next question perhaps being 'Why does no one know how to bring me hope?' and/or 'What is wrong with the people around me? Do they possess issues that don't allow them to bring hope to someone who feels such a lack of it, such as someone in a deep depression?'. A single question can lead to so many revelations.
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I've drunk way too much over the last year, I'm cutting back at the moment. But you sound more like a friend of mine, i know if i invite him over I'll get plastered because he needs alcohol to socialise. I guess my questions are, first, why is it bad to spend time alone? Do you feel you need to be around people all the time?
Second, alcohol is a great social lubricant, but it's not always helpful. If you have social anxiety that makes you drink, perhaps talk to someone about ways to deal with that?
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Hello Starre, the majority of the time I used to drink alone, by myself, it didn't worry me at all, but if someone wanted to join me that was great, especially in depression.
I also know that I do need to take my AD's, a couple of times when I've run out and had to wait to get another script it affected me so that I began to fall backwards and drinking alcohol didn't actually help me.
I wouldn't ring anyone to see if they wanted a drink, I drank when I needed to, although at times this was controlled by what the family wanted to do, which meant I had to drive.
Now I haven't drunk for well over two years and anyone can drink in front of me and it doesn't worry me, but I suppose someone has to go through all the stages of why we drink, hitting rock bottom and suffering all the way down, and only then, can you decide whether or not you can make this decision to stop.
Geoff.
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I’m 70 years old. I drank non stop from 11 years of age. In my early 30’s I was taken to Charleville Hospital as I was without booze for two days. I had three grand mal seizures on way to hospital. They refused to admit me as I was just another “drunk”. Whilst my parents were driving me home to Wyandra I experienced another seizure, my old man took me back to hospital and insisted they admit me. Later the Doctors told my parents I’d not survive the night due to bleeding into my stomach. Obviously I did and spent six weeks in Charleville Hospital. I was on various medications at night and receiving six injections of some vitamin into my legs daily. I’m 6’1” tall but weighed only 48 kegs at time of admission. I’d not eaten for a month or two. I had swollen liver, jaundice, alcoholic hepatitis, and experienced the DTs on three occasions. After six weeks I was sent to S3 alcoholic ward at TBH. When I eventually got to ward, I gave them list of meds I was on. They said “we don’t give drugs here” so during th3 4 weeks I was there I was withdrawing from all 5hese meds they had me on.
I was discharged and immediately got drunk. I.then went 30+ years without drinking. No AA.
Its now 10:31am and I’m on my sixth beer.
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