Vent Your Little Heart Out!!!

Your life is more important then flying ever will. take the meds and work it out, because otherwise you are a thread to yourself and to others, especially while you are flying.

Shell wrote:

Your life is more important then flying ever will. take the meds and work it out, because otherwise you are a thread to yourself and to others,
especially while you are flying.

I cannot more strongly be in support of this statement (well, maybe if the grammatical and spelling errors were corrected, but you get the point). If your depression (post-traumatic stress disorder) is causing you enough pain as to wind up in a hospital, then it seems to me that you can't just count on being able to "deal" with it forever. Dealing with a problem by ignoring is not a solution; I've been there, done that, and I can tell you that it doesn't work well.

Now, perhaps there may come a time, God willing in the near future, when you can safely put it all behind you, but I would strongly recommend talking it over with a professional before you do.

I agree with Shell as well. If you go off the meds and stop trying to deal with the problem simply because you love to fly, someday you could end up hurting yourself and many other people - whether it be intentional or not.

So for now you need to put flying behind you, find something else in life to love. Theres many, many other things out there; I am sure you could find something else you could envision doing for the rest of your life. And in the mean time stay on the medication and work through it that way. Go to therapy regularly as well if you can afford it, and even if you can't I believe there are charity organizations out there that offer that sort of thing. Try your best to work through it at a pace that is safe and healthy for you.

And eventually, maybe before you know it, the time will come that it'll be safe for you to fly again. Or adversely, if it takes awhile then at least you will have found other things to fall back on and enjoy.

Life has so much to offer, don't risk throwing it away for one dream. You'll have many more of those in the future.

i am going to therapy, and group therapy. if i stop the medication it's not like i'll be ignoring it completely again. it would be so much easier to choose if i knew i was only going to be on the medication for a set amount of time. i've never really held myself all that high and until recently i felt i really needed to keep charging forward and i could fix myself and take care of myself later. i've had a lot of people telling me lately that i mean more than any of that. so what if i fail a class, or fall behind. that's what they all are saying. it's just so hard to put all of my thoughts aside to look at me. this is one of the suckiest decisions of my life right now.

Long story short:

Dad gets small cell carcinoma from smoking way too much, has months to live with treatment.

Dad stops smoking because this is obviously what you do when you're hospitalized for it.

My idiot uncle from my dad's side comes over for most of this week (supposedly because he's "worried"), smokes like a fiend.

We find out today my Dad started smoking again while said idiot uncle was over, idiot uncle supplied cigarettes.

Immense rage on my behalf follows.

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But honestly, what the hell? What is wrong with everyone that they're so god-damn retarded? RRRRGH.

Fun-fact: Don't smoke, it'll kill you.

Prolly mentioned it sometime before... BUT!

People who bitch and whine about it being cold in MINNESOTA and there being snow *normally* in October or November, if people are bitching about it, they should get the fuck out, it's Minnesota people, learn2.... (I know, I'm doing it wrong -_-)

I will never learn2. I am currently bitching about how it is FUCKING COLLLLLLLLD. Brr. :(

Amanderson wrote:

I will never learn2. I am currently bitching about how it is FUCKING COLLLLLLLLD. Brr. :(

agreed

though this cold feeling is a new thing for me

It is cold, and I'm to god damn poor to leave Minnesota, not my fault I was born here.

It's chilllllllly!

yay snow!

sad the snow already melt >.<

I hate winter, and I hate winter driving. My car is pretty much not usefully guys. Fuck.

my best friend isnt talking to me....darn it....must be really busy.....

well one of the best friends

Fuckkkkk, I really hate not having my car. You guys, I have a fucking curfew now. FUCK CAR CRASHES!!

holy shit

my mom is fucking irritating the hell out of me

omg im gonna choke a bitch soon if she doesnt shut the fuck up!

I pushed 800 pounds of snow off my truck, and there's no way I'm shoveling the 6-8 inches of snow any time soon.

Those of you visiting any time soon, have fun parking in the street. =D
4WD ftw.

Shoveling party to be proposed?

I have to work tomorrow, hope it isn't snowing like it's supposed to be and that the slush hasn't become ice too bad otherwise it'll be a fun day >.<

Men are very lazy and very selfish at times.

Two days ago Arrick and myself were at my grandma's house with some family and I knew I wasn't going to be home in time for dinner. So this was the phone conversation I had with my fiance

Me: Just calling to let you know that I haven't left my gma's yet so you will have to make dinner for yourself and the girl
Dan:Oh well I thought you would be home.
Me: I'm sorry honey but I haven;t left yet. Just make something quick
Dan: But they're aren't any clean dishes
Me: Well just make like grilled cheese or something like that
Dan: But there are no clean pans
Me: Sorry honey but you're going to have to think of something
Dan: (to alexya) do you want chinese tonight? (back to me) Ok I figured out supper
Me: you're having chinese. Not fair! Will you bring me home some?
Dan:I'll think about it

@$$

And THEN this morning

I'm still sleeping and Dan comes into our room

Dan: The kids want you
Me: What do they need
Dan:They're hungry and I'm tired
me well just give them a bowl of cereal
Dan: Well I don't think we have any clean spoons
Me: Gawddammit I just cleaned a ton yesterday!!!
Dan: Ok

Seriously you couldn;t clean two feffin spoons for your kids!?!?!?!?!?
Grgrgrgrgrgrgrgrgrgrg


Also my deodorant has gone missing :(

Stayed up last night packing shit because I'm moving into my basement, and now I'm going to fall asleep in school. Again.

What's the point of senior year?

Undoit wrote:

Stayed up last night packing shit because I'm moving into my basement, and now I'm going to fall asleep in school. Again.

What's the point of senior year?

Good question, I've got nothing in my day that's required except History.

Though I gotta say, it's better than sitting home all day with nothing to do.

Actually, no it doesn't. In any way, shape, or form. The only class I even enjoy taking is creative writing, but from what my teacher tells me I don't even need the class.