Reminded me of this;
The US election and cold/dark seasonal change has nudged the old Black Dog back into the room. Feeling very low about the state of the world right now, and just have a feeling of general malaise and miserableness. It’ll be OK and I have a wonderful partner who is super supportive, but life feels a real grind at the moment.
Hang in there. The light at the end of every tunnel for me are the people and the community around me. Yes, this all sucks but sometimes in order to get through it we need to think less global and embrace the local. We don’t control everything but we do control whose eyes we look into for safety and it sounds like you’ve got a great person who will give you the safety you need as we rest up to fight this shit. Plus this forum seems to be good egg central so there’s always this place for when you need to say something or get some reassurance. Stay strong, we’re all better together.
I know what you mean Jo. My girlfriend is half-Iranian and broke down yesterday when she woke up, fearing for her relatives in both US and Iran. The main consolation I guess is that millions of other thoughtful, compassionate people around the world feel the same way, but I agree it feels so grim in so many different ways.
I’m about to start a course of psychedelic therapy this weekend, hopefully a massive reset to all this chaos. Friends are slowly passing away and getting to ‘that age’ is just adding to the overwhelming feeling of utter dread. I feel you!
I can’t begin to fathom how she’s feeling. I’m so sorry.
Thanks
We disconnected from the news and deleted our X accounts at long last! Getting away from doomscrolling is really essential right now too.
This might be the best advice for a while.
I’m with you all. My wife of 30 years just asked for a divorce. As we owned a business and a farm together, and the divorce is forcing a sale, I’m now adrift without a life partner, a home or a job. On top of that my dear cat who has been my best friend through the last ten years of loneliness was just hit by a car and killed. Then Trump wins. Not a good f’n month.
We were saying something similar to our 15 yr old. Play you part locally fuck the ruling classes most of them are cunts
To clarify that wasn’t the exact wording, she’s only 15- not dropping c- bomb right left and centre,…
That’s exactly it.
Fucking hell. That’s awful. Hang in there.
So sorry to hear that. Sending best wishes to you.
sorry to hear all of that, i hope that happiness is just around the bend.
Sorry to hear that
Sorry to hear pal. And as much as it feels shit now, it does get better. That is not just banal platitudes, but from going through all that myself. Lost, is definitely how I felt, and had to rediscover myself again.
That’s fucking rubbish.
Sorry to hear that
I’ve had several crash-and-burn episodes over my seventy decades of riding on this planet as it circles the sun. The past year had the potential to be one of the worst - and events on Tuesday and subsequently this week are not helping. I am really sorry to read of the difficulties many others here are having. It tells me that none of us are alone. Which is a bit odd for me ‘cos I am a loner, edge walker and risk taker even after all these years when I might supposedly have matured at least a little bit.
However, I have learned a couple of “mantras” which help me with perspective. One is the African saying “No condition is permanent.” Another comes from a tiny newspaper clipping I found in my mother’s belongings after she died. Unfortunately, it came from the Daily Telegraph, but beggars can’t be choosers, right? It said, “The wonder of the world. The beauty and the power. The shapes of things, their colours, lights, and shades. These I saw. Look ye also while life lasts.” The clipping was so small I couldn’t read the author’s name but after a few years I found it was from B. B., otherwise known as Denys Watkins-Pitchford, a “country” writer from the 1930s. Anyway, it has consoled me to repeat it many, many times over near the past quarter century. I learned only last week that it was used in the service for Syd Barrett after he died.
I also say to myself, “What is is, what was was, and que sera sera,” which ups my acceptance of whatever shit is in my face at the time.
And, this may not be for everyone, but I find that my general mood, optimism, and ability to find something positive in life - even some enjoyment! - is improved by judicious use of cannabis. Not too much, not too little.
Thanks for these positive and helpful words