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I agree with krisgabes. I've been in therapy off and on for years and recommend it for anyone. I would be happy to speak or message with you, if you don't mind an old lady's input! :-0
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What Do You Do When You Don't Want To Be Alive Any More?
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MiddleAgedLady
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I agree with krisgabes. I've been in therapy off and on for years and recommend it for anyone. I would be happy to speak or message with you, if you don't mind an old lady's input! :-0
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MiddleAgedLady
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I agree with krisgabes. I've been in therapy off and on for years and recommend it for anyone. I would be happy to speak or message with you, if you don't mind an old lady's input! :-0
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MiddleAgedLady
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I agree with krisgabes. I've been in therapy off and on for years and recommend it for anyone. I would be happy to speak or message with you, if you don't mind an old lady's input! :-0
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MiddleAgedLady
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I agree with krisgabes. I've been in therapy off and on for years and recommend it for anyone. I would be happy to speak or message with you, if you don't mind an old lady's input! :-0
i don't know what to say to you except that i have felt the same as you. this time last year, i fell asleep every night with the thought that this might be it, believing that death would be easier on me than life with CF. i knew things weren't going to get better, that i was at the bottom, physically, mentally, and emotionally. i felt alone, i wasn't concerned with how others would deal with my death...i knew all their lives would move on with out me.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
i don't know what to say to you except that i have felt the same as you. this time last year, i fell asleep every night with the thought that this might be it, believing that death would be easier on me than life with CF. i knew things weren't going to get better, that i was at the bottom, physically, mentally, and emotionally. i felt alone, i wasn't concerned with how others would deal with my death...i knew all their lives would move on with out me.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
i don't know what to say to you except that i have felt the same as you. this time last year, i fell asleep every night with the thought that this might be it, believing that death would be easier on me than life with CF. i knew things weren't going to get better, that i was at the bottom, physically, mentally, and emotionally. i felt alone, i wasn't concerned with how others would deal with my death...i knew all their lives would move on with out me.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
i don't know what to say to you except that i have felt the same as you. this time last year, i fell asleep every night with the thought that this might be it, believing that death would be easier on me than life with CF. i knew things weren't going to get better, that i was at the bottom, physically, mentally, and emotionally. i felt alone, i wasn't concerned with how others would deal with my death...i knew all their lives would move on with out me.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
i'll be thinking of you ok.
i don't know what to say to you except that i have felt the same as you. this time last year, i fell asleep every night with the thought that this might be it, believing that death would be easier on me than life with CF. i knew things weren't going to get better, that i was at the bottom, physically, mentally, and emotionally. i felt alone, i wasn't concerned with how others would deal with my death...i knew all their lives would move on with out me.
<br />also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
<br />
<br />CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
<br />
<br />i'll be thinking of you ok.
<br />also, i felt completely let down by my doctors, i was alternately angry, depressed, remorseful, sad...rarely ever happy. i had pneumonia, even after the fifth hospital stay in 7 months, i couldn't move let alone breathe due to crazy painful pleurisy and arthritis, i spent my days in bed coughing up into a bucket (i was too tired to aim anymore!) half naked aside from my sexy picc dressing because of severe fever and chills, and at the end, i couldn't keep food down (and added another bucket to my bedside!) i remember my mom helping me into a bath one day, and she helped me because i couldn't stop shaking, and i just started crying, sobbing actually. this was NOT how i imagined my life to be at 30. i was sick of being sick. and hopeless about the future. death felt like the easiest way for me.
<br />
<br />CF SUCKS. IT IS NOT MY FRIEND. during the last year, some things have changed, some small, and some not-so-small. i started seeing another CF doctor while mine was on vacation, and his caring and new approach got me thinking that maybe this wasn't the end for me. and i'm still here. a lot of days ARE really hard, and i STILL feel alone in the world a lot of the time. but i still laugh, and have people that i love alot, and a little bit of hope, and two dogs to hug when all else fails.
<br />
<br />i'll be thinking of you ok.
coltsfan715
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What Do You Do When You Don't Want To Be Alive Any More?I
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
coltsfan715
New member
What Do You Do When You Don't Want To Be Alive Any More?I
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
coltsfan715
New member
What Do You Do When You Don't Want To Be Alive Any More?I
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
coltsfan715
New member
What Do You Do When You Don't Want To Be Alive Any More?I
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
Lindsey
coltsfan715
New member
What Do You Do When You Don't Want To Be Alive Any More?I
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
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<br />I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
<br />
<br />If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
<br />
<br />I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
<br />
<br />I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
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<br />Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
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<br />Lindsey
I am not sure what your overall health status right now but the only time I have ever felt this way I was at the verge of transplant.
<br />
<br />I would literally stand in the bathroom and I would stare in the mirror and just try to convince myself to go another day. There were days I wondered how long I was going to let it go on, but I just kept trying to make something god happen each day regardless of how tired I got of fighting.
<br />
<br />If you are at a point where transplant is a viable option for you then ask about it. If not then I would talk to your doc and a therapist maybe. I talked to a therapist before my transplant and she helped me a lot.
<br />
<br />I must say I disagree with the lack of sleep idea just because I remember just being tired of nothing being easy. Tired in a sense but not so much from lack of sleep just tired of fighting, struggling and living a life that has little hope of improving. For me things seemed hopeless until I was listed for transplant then I had something to keep going for even if all it was was the possible opportunity to have a new chance at life.
<br />
<br />I think it would help most to just have someone to talk to even though they can't do anything to change your situation sometimes getting out the fears, frustration, anger, resentment and so on helps a lot. I had a hard time with anger and resenting even my friends because I was dealing with the things I was as my health started to fail. Like I said before talking to a therapist was helpful for me. I took some time and tracked down a woman that was covered by my insurance that specialized in terminal illnesses and such so she had experience with my specific issues.
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<br />Well I will stop now but I hope that you find something to give you hope.
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<br />Lindsey
musclemania70
New member
I think MANY people feel desperation and FEAR. I KNOW that I have. It SUCKS!! I had a great BF too and we recently broke up and that has made things very hard too. But I'm still trying to stay positive. Only because feeling depressed has made things soooooo much worse. WE HAVE ALL FELT TIRED AND FED UP WITH DEALING WITH THIS ShYT!! You're not alone. Try to find someone to talk to who you can vent to. I have no idea where life is going to take me. I may be deathly ill in two weeks. But as long as I can get up out of bed and do at least ONE THING that's productive, I know I have achieved something. Don't give up. You may not realize it, but there are people around you that care and want to help you through it. And you have a purpose whether you believe it or not.
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
musclemania70
New member
I think MANY people feel desperation and FEAR. I KNOW that I have. It SUCKS!! I had a great BF too and we recently broke up and that has made things very hard too. But I'm still trying to stay positive. Only because feeling depressed has made things soooooo much worse. WE HAVE ALL FELT TIRED AND FED UP WITH DEALING WITH THIS ShYT!! You're not alone. Try to find someone to talk to who you can vent to. I have no idea where life is going to take me. I may be deathly ill in two weeks. But as long as I can get up out of bed and do at least ONE THING that's productive, I know I have achieved something. Don't give up. You may not realize it, but there are people around you that care and want to help you through it. And you have a purpose whether you believe it or not.
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
musclemania70
New member
I think MANY people feel desperation and FEAR. I KNOW that I have. It SUCKS!! I had a great BF too and we recently broke up and that has made things very hard too. But I'm still trying to stay positive. Only because feeling depressed has made things soooooo much worse. WE HAVE ALL FELT TIRED AND FED UP WITH DEALING WITH THIS ShYT!! You're not alone. Try to find someone to talk to who you can vent to. I have no idea where life is going to take me. I may be deathly ill in two weeks. But as long as I can get up out of bed and do at least ONE THING that's productive, I know I have achieved something. Don't give up. You may not realize it, but there are people around you that care and want to help you through it. And you have a purpose whether you believe it or not.
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
musclemania70
New member
I think MANY people feel desperation and FEAR. I KNOW that I have. It SUCKS!! I had a great BF too and we recently broke up and that has made things very hard too. But I'm still trying to stay positive. Only because feeling depressed has made things soooooo much worse. WE HAVE ALL FELT TIRED AND FED UP WITH DEALING WITH THIS ShYT!! You're not alone. Try to find someone to talk to who you can vent to. I have no idea where life is going to take me. I may be deathly ill in two weeks. But as long as I can get up out of bed and do at least ONE THING that's productive, I know I have achieved something. Don't give up. You may not realize it, but there are people around you that care and want to help you through it. And you have a purpose whether you believe it or not.
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
musclemania70
New member
I think MANY people feel desperation and FEAR. I KNOW that I have. It SUCKS!! I had a great BF too and we recently broke up and that has made things very hard too. But I'm still trying to stay positive. Only because feeling depressed has made things soooooo much worse. WE HAVE ALL FELT TIRED AND FED UP WITH DEALING WITH THIS ShYT!! You're not alone. Try to find someone to talk to who you can vent to. I have no idea where life is going to take me. I may be deathly ill in two weeks. But as long as I can get up out of bed and do at least ONE THING that's productive, I know I have achieved something. Don't give up. You may not realize it, but there are people around you that care and want to help you through it. And you have a purpose whether you believe it or not.
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<br />I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">
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<br />I always lean on my parents. They brought me into this world so they should be the ones helping me carry my burdens. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0">