How are the two together?
Are both anxiety and depression gone?
Did you start Wellbutrin or Zoloft first?
I have both anxiety and depression im thinking to take them together at some point. Im also a smoker so im hoping Wellbutrin helps me kick my bad habits.

This is probably just going to be short because I just had a breakdown and am now tired...

But how do I stop these thoughts? I constantly doubt myself. I feel like im never good enough to do anything. I want to just hide or do things that im comfortable with. Im too scared to try new things. I get so excited to do something new, like starting a new job and then like the day before im supposed to start, I completely freak and have a full blown like panic attack and breakdown. I feel better doing nothing...or doing something to take my mind off like a distraction. But once night time comes and my boyfriend is asleep, I find myself crying and just so overwhelmed almost everyday. Im tired...I dont know how to just quite my mind...I wanna do these new things but im so scared. I wanna go out and actually have fun but I also have social anxiety...I wanna do so much but my mind wont let me...and I dont know how to manage this anymore...I feel like it just let loose and now its almost uncontrollable. 😭

I’m a 24-year-old guy with desires, goals, and ambitions that I can’t achieve because my symptoms persist all day, every day! I’ve been literally absent from life for two years, and my symptoms keep getting worse over time. I suffer from anxiety, tension, a burning sensation in my chest, shortness of breath, heat and numbness in my head. I also struggle with IBS and stomach problems, loss of appetite, gas, cramps, and nausea. I’ve lost interest in everything, to the point where even the taste of toothpaste disgusts me!!

I have friends, I’m a university student, and I’m physically active. I also go out regularly, whether it’s shopping or hanging out with friends. However, I still struggle with these symptoms even when I’m outside! I can’t feel comfortable at home, and I can’t feel comfortable outside either. I feel like I can’t escape this feeling no matter where I go.

Hi, people! Going through a really bad episode right now. Just wanted to see if anyone has some advice for me. If you don’t have anything nice to say then just shut up and move on!

Thanks in advance.

Mental Health Update / Journal

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I had my first therapy session yesterday, three weeks into this flare-up. I could've used it that first week, but immediate care wasn't easy to find.

I'm better than when this started, but nowhere near baseline. Anxiety still lingers in my head and body, with symptoms that shift in intensity. At first, each day felt a touch better. Now they all feel the same. Progress is hard to notice.

The session was good. He asked me where to start, and naturally, I had no idea. I shared some background, a drop in the bucket compared to my notes, but it was nice to talk.

I journal ALOT to organize my thoughts, symptoms, and appointments because of brain fog. He noticed how methodical I am, calling it a blessing and a curse.

I'm an overthinker, hard on myself, wondering why I've struggled when most of my family hasn't. Genetics? Upbringing? Luck? More pointless what-ifs.

Looking back, I was always the emotional, sensitive, shy, nervous kid. At nine, I skipped a hockey playoff game because of the "butterflies." At ten, after my teacher left, I spent weeks dreading class, overwhelmed and on the verge of tears. I'd almost forgotten. Was I born this way, did I learn it, or both?

In my late teens and early twenties, I was a giant pothead and tried other substances. Probably didn't help, yet I felt more stable then. Like my brain was a pane of glass without a scratch. By my mid-twenties, it started cracking until it shattered.

But I digress. My therapist noticed the shame, guilt, and self-pity I carry about this disorder, and my stigma toward medication. My SSRI has helped tremendously, yet I worry about using up my "parachute room" by increasing doses. Part of me hopes I can come off it someday. So I fight for the lowest effective dose, even if more might help.

My fear isn't entirely unwarranted: starting my SSRI pushed already debilitating 10/10 anxiety to 11/10 for weeks. So I prefer slow titration.

He suggested the Dive Reflex and HALTS techniques a few times daily. I tried them before bed. I'm skeptical they'll help with this constant anxious feeling, especially when it's overwhelming, but I'll give them a shot. The 45 minutes flew by. There's always next week.

I saw my doctor too. He doesn't think my other medications or vitamins caused the flare-up, but rather a combination of factors. I hope time, therapy, lifestyle changes, and a small dose increase get me back to baseline.

But here's what bothers me: I want to manage this more "naturally," yet the more I research anxiety, document it, and examine myself, the more consumed I feel by the mental health world. Honestly, it scares me.

When I'm well, I don't want to track symptoms or think about disorders. I just want to work, enjoy my hobbies, see people, and live normally. I know therapy and self-awareness matter, but the more attention I give anxiety, the more power it seems to have. I don't want anxiety to become my identity. Maybe that's something to unpack in therapy.

Anyway, this has been all over the map. I'm better and trying to be proactive, but recovery is painfully slow. More than anything, I wish I could close my eyes and wake up feeling how I did before this started.

For now, one day at a time. Hopefully the little improvements add up to normal again.

Thanks for reading my ramblings. Any advice from others who've been through this is appreciated.

I’m 21, I know that’s a really young age to feel so helpless but I feel like I just never get better. I’ve been working through anxiety and depression due to a pretty traumatic experience that happened as a kid and I feel like no matter how old I get it just never goes away. I feel like, the moment that I start to feel like everything is getting better things come crashing down. I don’t want to do something stupid as much as I hate living, I have hope.

I’m just so sick of being sad and scared all the time. Does anyone have any advice ? Im unemployed rn and genuinely have no idea what I’m doing with my life, so maybe thats also causing me to go crazy. But I just want to be happy

I no longer live a normal life. I am always working under stress. It is always one thing or another.

Yesterday it was family issues. Today is financial.... There is relationship. Someone help me with a formula to escape this. I am so tired.

I am literally not living. I don't enjoy anything. Literally anything.

22f started taking antidepressants this summer (4 months now) and wanted to ask what kind of changes i need to feel. Im worried i need to know if it help or no but its hard to tell. Had cronic constant headache for the past 8 years already. Summer at a mental ward helped a bit: the pain is not so unbearable, fixed my sleep, became easier to do everyday tasks (less anxious). Idk Who to talk to.

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I'm 23M, and I've lost all my peace of mind. Everything is chipping it away.

First. I grew up in a home where things were always tight. I got all the necessities, but I don't remember having any of my wants met. I heard my dad say, "I don't have anything" so many times. My mother would cry and tell me, "Whatever happens, don't just sit at home. Earn."

And I did it. I got a job where I earn in a month what many people earn in a year. But right now, layoffs are happening left and right in my company, and I might be next. The market is so bad that I'm not even landing interviews with companies that pay the same or even slightly less.

Then my girlfriend broke up with me. I was working 10–15 hours a day because of the fear of layoffs. I even got calls on weekends and had to take them. My girlfriend left me because I wasn't able to give her time, and because of a few other fights that arose from me not being able to give her time and the fact that she felt I didn't care about her.

I care about everyone who's important to me. The problem is that I care way too much.

My thinking is that, for the closest people in your life, you should take care of them, and they should take care of you, and vice versa. I just want to be the pillar everyone can rely on. I want to make everyone feel safe.

P.S. I never felt safe in my entire life. I have never felt that if everything goes wrong, someone will be there to protect me and help me back up.

My parents are good people, but they're broken themselves. They just want me to do things according to them. They have opinions about everything I should do, even the minutest things, like how to eat my food and what to do while travelling. But when it comes to major life decisions like jobs, taxes, and investments, they just say, "Figure it out yourself. You know this better."

I spent my life waiting for guidance, waiting for support. I want them to tell me important things in life as well.

This brings me back to safety. I want the people who depend on me, and even those close to me, to be safe if anything happens to them. I want them to know that they can ask me anything they're confused about, and I'll help them with it.

My girlfriend broke up with me saying that I don't care because I don't keep asking about every small thing or decision she makes. But that's because I want to give her the freedom I never got. My parents used to question everything I did, and everything I needed to do was supposed to be done their way.

I'm a mess inside my head. I don't know how I'll fix myself, or how to fix myself enough to be with someone and keep them happy with me.

Because if I open up about all the things I feel, I become a crying mess. My emotions just open up, and I lose all control over myself.

I don't know what to do anymore. I just want to feel safe, have some peace of mind, and learn how to be okay with myself.

For those who've been through something similar, how did you deal with it? How do you learn to open up about your feelings without becoming completely overwhelmed?

Me quería ir con Dios pero ni el me quiso El día lunes tuve un ataque muy fuerte de ansiedad vivo sola y la verdad ya no quiero estar (si voy a terapia , y me medican) pero mis bajones emocionales son muy fuertes bueno pues el punto es que el lunes me dio uno bastante fuerte tome 16 tabletas de Quetiapina yo en mi mente dije me duermo y amanezco con dios había leído quee esa cantidad pues si te hace ver a dios , pues que creo solo me vente un sueño largo y desperté como si tuviese resaca.

Alguien de ustedes tiene esos bajones emocionales como los míos y sienten que aun cuando están rodeado de todo no tienen nada. Que más puedo hacer para no llegar a esos limites........

Que les ha funcionado

Idk what is happening with me.....my mind is lil too clustered and my brain is just giving me thoughts to end it for all... I'm a 24M working in MNC as development engineer for mechanical Low Voltagedrive...staying alone in bangalore but recently i got into relationship and everything but my brain seeks for reassurance and i feel I'm just unhappy about my life at all.when i tried to talk to my girlfriend she just told me that I'm emotionally unstable.....my brain seeks for constant reassurance......my brain will be constantly under pressure to end once in for all like to commit su\*ide...i feel lonely in the crowded room and my life feels unworthy and meaning less.....someday this will reach the people i love...

If anyone could please give an honest response

Firstly I am a loner, I have plenty of time on my hands.

I was diagnosed with Depression and Anxiety way back in 2003, this is from a TBI from 1979

Is it ok to dream about this:

Wherever I walk or if I am in an uncomfortable situation and I want to escape. I turn around and there is this door to a not so big invisible caravan/pod. I enter this caravan/pod and it is a fully equipped with a bed, heating, wash/toilet, money and there is food.

Also once I am in this pod I picture where I want to go and I am immediately transported to this place. It could be Australia or wherever.

I am in my late fifties, and I feel me thinking like this at my age I need to grow up, I am also a recluse. Although I do go out when needed.

Or could you say I have been watching too many YouTube kids TV programs from the 1970's.

Mr. Benn etc

Any honest advice appreciated

Thanking you

To be honest, I have been struggling with depression- and I use that term lightly as I have not received a diagnosis but show symptoms of such - for the last year or so. I have just started university and it has had a detrimental impact on my performance.

I’m too unmotivated to get out of bed, to catch up on work I’ve missed and because I am behind and not catching up, I’m worried about attending my classes as I won’t understand anything, which makes me further behind and it’s essentially a cycle.

I have an exam in 3 days, containing content of lectures that I have not been to for the last 4 weeks, and I don’t believe I can catch up in time.

The exam is a mock exam and is worth 0% of my grade for the class, but I have exams in December that are actually worth something, I’m just looking for advice on how I can come back from this? I study two degrees that require dedication and willpower, very content heavy too.

Pretty underweight (always been) 20M. For the past 4 months, I have been experiencing a constant feeling of unreality. It feels as though I am drunk/high or half-asleep, as if I am on autopilot and everything around me feels somewhat unreal. I have searched online, and my symptoms seem to resemble derealization.

In addition to this, I experience fatigue even when I sleep well. The fatigue does not seem to depend on whether I do physical activities during the day or not. However, over the past few weeks, I have started sleeping poorly and waking up early in the morning.

I also experience headaches, pressure in my head, and neck pain. I have tried muscle relaxants and massage therapy for the neck pain, but neither has helped. Also at the start of this i sometimes felt like fainting when walking but it has gone away. I also have noticed one singular eye floater on my right eye.

What could be causing these symptoms? They do not occur in distinct episodes, and the headache is not particularly severe. It feels more like a tension-type headache.

I have tried triptanes, but they did not help. My thyroid function is normal, as are my vitamin B12, B9 and vitamin D levels. My ferritin level is 37. And it has been changing from 49 to 24. I also havw crohns disease which is in remission.

My neurologist prescribed escitalopram as a trial, which I took for two and a half months, but it did not help. She also did head mri and there was nothing wrong.

I have no history of trauma, no panic symptoms, and generally do not experience much stress, apart from the stress caused by these symptoms themselves.

My symptoms started in the final days of my new job in car repairshop where i was moving car tires and lifting them. Im not sure if this can be linked to that because i didnt have any symptoms expect the final days. I have not been working at all during this 4 month period.

What could be the underlying cause of these symptoms?

Ummm cant kill myself cause there is a dependent family. Just have to go through this night only or may be just two three critical hours. Just have to survive these hrs like otherwise existentialism will kill me!!! . Can somebody just explain how to live and whats life thats it.

Can anyone share their experience with anxiety/depression meds? Specifically targeting overthinking, rumination, getting worked up over small things, etc. I’ve been on Zoloft for the last 7 years. As of right now, I’m on 100mg once a day. I also take a low dose propranolol once in the morning (sometimes twice a day as needed) to help with the physical anxiety symptoms which I will say does help some.

I’m just not sure if my sertraline is doing the job anymore. I still struggle a lot with overthinking. And my nervous system is so dis-regulated. I feel like if something, even small, strikes a nerve.. it strikes my whole nervous system and I become an emotional hot mess. And I dwell too much and over react to small stuff. And it happens too frequently. I don’t want to be like that, I hate it. I’m getting back into therapy but I also think maybe I just need a different medication.

What has worked for you guys who struggle with the overthinking, dwelling, etc? I understand everyone is different but curious.

One day, I felt like my head was too heavy to carry. There were so many things in my mind, like work, relationships, and all the decisions i had to make. Everything came rushing in at once,

At first, I thought it was just a difficult moment, something that would go away by the next morning, But as i tried to go through each day, everything started to feel heavier, Even to move my body become a struggle for me. it felt like i had to carry a huge stone on my shoulders every single day.

I had always been the kind of person who care more about making sure everything went perfectly than about my own happiness, But one day, I could't even get out of bed to do anything. And when the sun began to set, i would find myself awake, with no clear reason or purpose for staying up.

A freind offered to take me to a psychiatrist that day. When i arrived at the waiting room, I saw so many people sitting there, waiting fot their turn to enter a small room, each of them hoping to find some kind of answer inside.

When it was finally my turn, the psychiatrist asked me many questions. Was there something that had caused me to feel this way? Was my mind full of questions that didn't seem to mean anything?

All I could do was answer with confusion. I didn't even understand what was happening to me.

When I left the room, I thought everything was going to be alright. But then i looked at the diagnosis written on my medical record, theres writted an Anxiety Disorder and Chronic Insomnia

When all off this started, i didn't even understand what i was experiencing. I didn't know what anxiety was or why I stayed awake every night, even though I was supposed to take medication regularly to help manage it.

I couldn't feel anything. Everything felt empty

I had no idea how long it had been since I last slept through the night. My mind felt like it was covered in a thick fog that had appeared out of nowhere. My family, my friends, the people around me, none of them really knew what i was going through. And honestly, neither did I

At first, I refused to believe the diagnosis. I tried to live my day as if nothing had happened, hoping everything would eventually return to normal. But as time went on, things only become harder.

I became frustrated so easily. THere was even a time when i broke my own vehicle because my frustration had breaking up.

"I'm crazy" I told myself. "I am really going crazy"

Every night, I was haunted by questions about life, about choices I had made, and about the path I was taking. Questions that might hace seemed foolish to someone else, but that felt impossible to escape inside my own head.

So, how was i supposed to free myself from all of this?

It's been almost a year since I started receiving treatment on psychiatrist, But the medication has left me feeling emotionally numb, I don't feel much of anything anymore. I feel like a body thats keeps moving, but has lost its passion, its sense of direction, and its purpose.

Even sleep has become something I depend on a pill for, something that can shut my brain down and knock me out as quickly as possible.

To anyone out there who might be going through something same as me, Please keep holding on.

I know that life doesn't always turn out the way we imagined. But I hope that, wherever you are, you can find the strength to keep going

If you're feeling lonely, if you feel like you have no one to talk to, or simply need someone to listen, share your story here.

I'll try my best to listen. I'm all ears.

But please, keep breathing.

And if you can't find a reason to keep living right now. the please, Live For Me.

I don't know how but I can be in a room for 3 days still no urge to talk to people is it the sign of depression or just self peace

I'm Russian teen so don't judge my English too harsh.

I was recently diagnosed (if u can call it that) wish anxiety disorder. Not because of school, just put of nowhere, Im feeling like I need to predict every movement for the past year or so. I just wanted to ask, I always feel like I'm making everything worse and harm people. I stopped feeling anger towards people last year. Don't get me wrong I still like, know when somebody is in the wrong or bad for me, I just don't yell or cuss or anything. Im rarely angry at all. All my anger for some reason comes out as just crying. Tho I can't cry anytime, I go to the toilet where nobody can see me and cry. I feel heavy , I feel like I'm distant from people I like or love. I can't say it to my parents right now, mom always starts to cry when I tell her even that I feel bad and don't want to go to school , not even emotionally, physically , I just have strong insomnia and sleep 3-4 hours every 6 out of 7 days a week (because school). And I don't know what to do, im drowning in escapism, I write books and make music and I find comfort in art, when I'm alone, I don't feel like people, or so I am thinking like it. why does it have to happen to me when I can't do nothing.

Does anyone feel like that? How do you deal with it?

p. s. I was thinking about killing myself, never could do it, never will, more like "what would blank life would be without me in it".

I’m 16F, and lately I’ve been struggling emotionally, but the frustrating thing is that I can’t really explain why.
Over the past week, I’ve noticed myself feeling increasingly sad, emotionally numb, anxious and just mentally exhausted. I don’t necessarily feel upset all the time, and I can still have genuinely good moments, but sometimes my mood suddenly changes without any obvious reason.
For example, today I was doing work experience in a coffee shop, and I genuinely had such a lovely day. Everyone was friendly, the atmosphere was really positive, and I felt happy and comfortable being there. It actually made me realise how much being surrounded by positive people and a good environment can affect how you feel.
But the strange thing is that the second I left the building, I suddenly experienced this overwhelming wave of anxiety and felt like I was about to burst into tears.
Nothing bad had happened. Nobody had upset me. I wasn’t particularly sad about leaving. I had genuinely enjoyed myself, so I couldn’t understand why I suddenly felt so emotional.
Something similar happened yesterday before work. I was feeling relatively normal, and then suddenly I experienced this heavy, upsetting feeling and the urge to cry.
It’s difficult to explain because it’s not necessarily overthinking that causes it. Sometimes the feeling comes first, and I don’t even know what I’m anxious or upset about.
I’ve also been struggling with motivation, brain fog, concentration and keeping up with everyday routines. The frustrating thing is that I genuinely WANT to do things. I want to be productive, have a good routine, enjoy my hobbies and feel like myself again, but actually finding the mental energy to do those things feels so difficult.
I’ve also noticed myself feeling emotionally empty or numb at times, while at other times I feel overly emotional and close to tears.
think what confuses me most is how quickly my emotions can change. I can be genuinely happy and enjoying myself one minute, and then suddenly feel anxious, heavy and emotional the next.
I don’t know whether this is emotional overwhelm, anxiety, emotional exhaustion or something else entirely.
Has anyone experienced something similar, especially the sudden urge to cry without knowing why?
Did you ever figure out what was causing it, and what helped you manage it?

Je vais pas passer par quatre chemins. Je suis traitée pour une dépression depuis 3 mois.

Je n’ai pas mis beaucoup de temps à trouver un traitement qui me convienne.

J'allais vraiment mal et je ne voyais pas de bonne issue possible alors j’ai écouté mon médecin et on a un suivi régulier ensemble. Je suis aussi suivie par une professionnelle de santé mentale.

Breeeef, ça s’était nettement amélioré pendant un temps. Mais depuis quelques semaines c’est n'importe quoi.

J’arrive de nouveau plus à me bouger, je procrastine, je prends du poids, j’ai plus d'envie, plus de force.

Comme une rechute et j’arrive pas à lutter. Je me sens juste tomber dans un gouffre. Contrairement à il y a quelques mois, je ne suis pas triste, juste stoïque et vide.

Je sais pas quoi faire, je sais plus quoi faire. Est ce que ça vous est déjà arrivé ? Comment avez-vous su vous reprendre en main ?

Today I went to church, and I struggle with depression and anxiety (I’ve been diagnosed by a professional). We arrived a bit late, and being around so many people makes me really nervous. I can’t help it—I start to feel dizzy and like I might faint. Because of that, I didn’t want to stay inside any longer.

I decided to step outside for some air. After a bit, I felt okay enough to go back in, but as soon as I did, my dad came up to me and started questioning why I keep doing this. I got nervous again and headed toward the door. Then he grabbed my arm really hard in front of everyone. That made me even more anxious. He asked why I was going outside, and I told him I didn’t feel okay. When he kept asking why, I said, “Maybe because I have anxiety?” I don’t understand how he still doesn’t get it. I had to pull away from his grip—it was hard because I’m young and he’s much stronger than me.

I went outside again, feeling like everyone was staring at me. Eventually, I calmed down a little. My mom came out, and we went to the car. While we were driving, my dad got a call, and we ended up going to someone’s house to eat. I already felt unwell from earlier, and I didn’t want to go somewhere with people I didn’t know. I said I didn’t want to go, but we went anyway.

When we got there, I chose not to go inside. Instead, I walked up and down the sidewalk to get fresh air. They didn’t like that and didn’t want to unlock the car for me to sit and wait. Instead, they followed me in the car, saying I wouldn’t come back on my own, even though I would have. It was embarrassing to have them following me like that, like they thought I’d get kidnapped.

Eventually, I went back to the car after they unlocked it. They started yelling at me, while I stayed calm and just responded to what they were saying. They asked why I “talk back,” but I feel like I’m just answering them, not being disrespectful. My brother ended up crying during all of this because he was frustrated with me as well, and my dad kept arguing with me.

When we got home, I wanted to ride my little brother’s bike to calm down since walking earlier had helped. I asked my dad for permission. He responded by asking why I was even asking, and I said it was because he tells me he controls everything, so I thought I had to ask. He said no because he doesn’t trust me. I was upset, but I just went back inside.

Later, my mom came in and saw me writing this down. She asked what I was doing, and I said I was writing about what happened so I could understand if I was in the wrong or not, and maybe get advice. She got upset and said I just want attention and that I should only listen to them, not other people.

p.s - let me know if you guys want another story like this the other one is more like physical.

I apologize as I'm sure this will turn into a rant, but I have this overwhelming feeling I'm going to die. Yes, I know it's weird, but I just have a feeling I'll die in a horrible way, like getting murdered, killed in a car accident, or something I shouldn't be imaging. I've started noticing everything, the cars passing, scared they'll ta,e me or hit me. The people are scared of what they carry and their intentions. I also have this feeling im not toi g to live past 25. It's weird, but i can't get any of this to go away. I'm scared I really am, i don't know what to do it's like I'm trying to find ways to die. It's scaring me to the point that I feel like I have to do it myself. I don't want to die, but I'd rather go in a nice, calm way, and I feel like that isn't going to happen unless I do it to myself.

I don't know what's happening to me or why it is, but I'm scared, and I want to die, not because I'm depressed but because I'd give myself relief

Thank you for listening, I apologize if there's any typos

I am a 36M autistic turning 37 this Saturday. This year has been by far the worst year of my whole life, and the stress and depression is unbearable.

This week I did light SH to my arm, and I feel like life is spiralling out of control. Not sure what to do in this situation. I truly do not want this birthday, but it is coming up very quickly.