Please don't ever, ( for real ) think that members kind of hang around waiting to be acknowledged for their posts. It's awful feeling a little or a lot of responsibility to write back to every, single person who has said 'something' on your thread. When I first joined the forum, in fact, it was enough to set up that whole stupid avoidance thing in my head, almost caused me to stop coming here altogether. You sound rather too far advanced in your comprehension and healing to fall victim to this, just thought I'd mention it.
It's always a puzzle, how much 'support' to offer and what that could be composed of. Hee, once in awhile I personally miss clues entirely and will post some long, pontificating 'blah blah blah' to which the other person politely replies um, yes, I knew that.... . It's called having my head stuffed up my backside that day. Too funny, hopefully others view it that way since they're the ones who get to read all the dreck. Anyway, nice to read you're on a much better page today, gosh.
So sorry there's a big, fat glitch preventing meds for pain, too. Who could blame anyone, everyone's chemistry is SO different, yes. What would be a God-send for one might be something which sends you to God, as you said. Even the meds which are helpful make me deeply thoughtful- celexa, for instance really did stop a quite serious suicidal thought process cold for me. Yes, that's 'good', but if you think about, whoa! That was a h*lluva switch almost overnight, what on earth IS this stuff and what else is it capable of? I do plan on getting rid of it asap, to be sure. Gives me the willies. Your caution is warrented, hope there's some kind of solution somewhere.
You didn't seem to be rambling, but I don't own your head, either. There's obviously some level of containment you've acheived which works incredibly well for you, so much congrats for that. Will shush now, thanks for your update.
It's always a puzzle, how much 'support' to offer and what that could be composed of. Hee, once in awhile I personally miss clues entirely and will post some long, pontificating 'blah blah blah' to which the other person politely replies um, yes, I knew that.... . It's called having my head stuffed up my backside that day. Too funny, hopefully others view it that way since they're the ones who get to read all the dreck. Anyway, nice to read you're on a much better page today, gosh.
So sorry there's a big, fat glitch preventing meds for pain, too. Who could blame anyone, everyone's chemistry is SO different, yes. What would be a God-send for one might be something which sends you to God, as you said. Even the meds which are helpful make me deeply thoughtful- celexa, for instance really did stop a quite serious suicidal thought process cold for me. Yes, that's 'good', but if you think about, whoa! That was a h*lluva switch almost overnight, what on earth IS this stuff and what else is it capable of? I do plan on getting rid of it asap, to be sure. Gives me the willies. Your caution is warrented, hope there's some kind of solution somewhere.
You didn't seem to be rambling, but I don't own your head, either. There's obviously some level of containment you've acheived which works incredibly well for you, so much congrats for that. Will shush now, thanks for your update.