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But this is really starting to get to me and I just want to confirm that this sort of shit is kind of normal with (unresolved?) grief + excess stress for ages and not the beginnings of schizophrenia or something.
Go buy a carbon monoxide detector, and go talk to a Rabbi (or a priest) to see if someone is hexing you.

Death premonitions are not unusual, many people have them, myself included. But weeks upon weeks of strange tortuous dreams and constantly feeling off is not typical grieving behavior over a dog - even if he was the bestest boi on earf.
 
Go buy a carbon monoxide detector,
Just checked the ones I have and they seem to be working fine. Wouldn't carbon monoxide issues lead to a pretty swift death if they were severe enough to affect my dreams? unsure

and go talk to a Rabbi (or a priest) to see if someone is hexing you.
I'm really at a loss as to who could even be doing that if so. I don't really know anyone outside of my family and haven't for years. Anyone else who knew me by my actual name moved away from me over a decade ago. I'll still go anyways, might as well visit a synagogue if only to hang out with family, but I'm not sure there's an occult cause for this so much as just stress compiling and that somehow maybe tricking my brain into making all of this way more vivid than it usually is. Dunno.

Death premonitions are not unusual, many people have them, myself included.
Those are usually for people who are dying (and then know it's "their time" somehow), though, aren't they? Didn't think they'd apply to somehow feeling, well in advance, that someone you know and love is going to die. Or knowing the last day you'll see someone even with no real reason for you to know then. Grr, I don't know. I'm not a huge fan of all this.

But weeks upon weeks of strange tortuous dreams and constantly feeling off is not typical grieving behavior over a dog - even if he was the bestest boi on earf.
Isn't it typical for someone with an anxiety disorder, though? I'm less concerned about the awful dreams and more the thing that keeps popping up within them. (And the lack of sleep, of course, but that's a problem I've been fighting since way before these things began.)

I appreciate the concern, I hope I don't come off like I'm rejecting your help or anything, I'm just trying to be as reasonable as possible about most of this and trying not to get myself into any occultist holes. The only reason I'm even somewhat slightly considering any of that as an explanation is because it's clearly something or someone non-physical and not just a figment of imagination (or, if it is, it's some type of figment that's been seen by other people and documented as reoccurring/having a cause, presumably). Thank you for even attempting to help with what could probably be used in court as evidence of the beginnings of someone's mental breakdown. :story:

EDIT: for reference, in case it helps, today's dream involved killing a home invader and not anything weird (outside of usual weird dream stuff like someone's room looking like an aquarium or four adults sharing one small bedroom in a house with like 5 different empty ones). The day before that was nothing at all. This is still sporadic, if it's a pattern at all, and not some constant kind of haunting
 
I appreciate the concern, I hope I don't come off like I'm rejecting your help or anything, I'm just trying to be as reasonable as possible about most of this and trying not to get myself into any occultist holes.
In my experience, regardless of what's causing the problem, if you make the prescribed efforts to address it - it will dispel, because you are fighting it back and/or pulling yourself closer under the Lord's protection. And yeah, I agree the occult sh*t is bad; those people always think they're gaining an edge. In reality they're just being used. Like a young whore who thinks she's found easy money.
 
Looking forward to tomorrow but... Really fucking lonely.

I can't go anywhere or else I might lose my shit and not be back in. I don't have any food on hand. Not a great final day to be here.

I just think people have become really vile. I've met nice ones but people really seem to be losing their minds out there. That shit today with the PS2 controller was funny but honestly depressing. I knew this guy for three years. I did everything I could for him.

I just want to feel comfortable around people. I feel like most the jobs I go to are filled narcs who push out any decent people. Most my living situations end up around addicts or cluster bs. The few women I've dated have generally been crazy. I don't recognize people anymore. Everyone's some weird political extreme now. I just feel like they keep getting worse. Ive unironically been broken to the point I kind of get schizos who believe in gang stalking. I feel like the one weird guy in town everyone spreads rumors about. That's insane, but some stuff is so peculiar it has got me a little paranoid.
I see value in myself more. But it does get hard when you realize you might not ever be able to form proper connections with people because the people you've chosen to be around have decimated you multiple times.
I just think people are really disgusting now. Obviously not all. I've met plenty of lovely people lately. But I am more scared now of even trying to build anything strong with them considering I have the worst taste in people ever.
I'm still looking forward to the future. Very much so.

I think the reason I really wanted to die for so long was it just seemed like a nice way out. I've been manipulated, played, harassed, fucked with everywhere I go. I've dealt with this constant stream of anxiety and agitation from dealing with people my entire life that it just seemed like a nice option to at least have.

I know the mentality on this site and how some people will think I'm just a professional victim or say I'm the one provoking these reactions. But I really try my damnedest all the time.

Sometimes life is just so needlessly stressful and people I thought I could trust act so weird. There's no foundation. That's why the idea of sleeping on a bench seems oddly appealing now. At least that's just something simple to figure out and not having to navigate people's ever melting neurosis.

Life is beautiful. But yeah, I'm a little tired of trusting people now.
I really hope this is just maybe a locational issue. Or a profoundly retarded lack of sussing people out due to low self esteem.
I really want things to get better. To find people that won't split on me (and I mean that in the mental definition). To feel like my anxiety and internal image isn't always being backed up by the people around me.

A life meeting and dealing with Cluster Bs. I got just enough habits to make it hard to find healthy people but not enough to actually victimize others and properly be like them.

Ill be fine. Better than ever. But I do want to wake up from all this soon. It's all just so goofy and annoying.
I really would like a hug from someone other than myself right now.
I'll be seeing my brother soon so that will be nice.
 
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Been dealing with the inevitable loss of a close relative diagnosed with cancer and in terminal stage. Doctor gave two weeks tops.

Death isn't something that we're prepared for. Ever. Be it someone else's or our own and there's nothing we can do to stop it and the more you try to avoid or deny it, the worse it is in the long run.

I only have a personal dream left but as I reach 30, I find it very unlikely for it to become true.

With few surviving relatives and absolutely no prospect of being with someone in the foreseeable future, as this was never something that would ever come to be, I gotta be prepared to deal with life alone until my last breath.

Anyone under these circumstances would feel sad, forlorn and depressed, but I kinda stopped giving a fuck about life a long time ago. "Numb" would be the word for what I'm feeling right now.

I have no clue of what's going to become of me from now on. Loneliness isn't something new to me, but it gets stronger over time.
 
Sitting in the kitchen with my morning coffee, Kindergarten class is passing in front of my window (i live ground level) and i hear one of the wranglers shout "Attention! There's dog poo everywhere! Whoever steps in dog poo has to go home!", laughed my ass off at that :story:

Edit: Just heard some mom go "WATCH IT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! AND YOU ARE WALKING RIGHT THROUGH IT!" to her kid :story: Some dog must've taken a gigantic shit right in front of my house :story:
 
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Had bloodworks arranged by a dull and unenthusiastic doctor. Went back to talk about it; got a new, nice, engaging doctor. Talked it out; told to chug some D-vitamin and we arranged an allergy test cause he himself said he recently found out he was allergic to dust mites. "Hopefully" I'll have allergy so I can just chug vitamins and spray my nose and get the sleep I deserve. Also got an eyesight health check this week.. Had sleep apnea tested also. Been a pretty thorough examination now that I think about it, all in pursuit of sleep.
Get your blood pressure checked.
I had mine checked before I got my blood stolen and it was high. I mentioned it to the doctor, he said it's a "an old bastard's numbers"; got checked, it was even lower. One coworker of mine's is so low that she literally forgets to breathe half the time, being a hardworking ex-farm manager. Kinda funny how genetics just, betray us.
finally blocked my creepy tranny skinwalker after he sent death threats
Call a transwoman a dude and he'll show you male anger immediately.
With few surviving relatives and absolutely no prospect of being with someone in the foreseeable future, as this was never something that would ever come to be, I gotta be prepared to deal with life alone until my last breath.
Live for something else than yourself. It's the prime motivator for longevity in most cultures. Japs retire and then keep working their gardens and selling their greens. You don't need partner to partake; most will say it'll only hinder you. Nothing is inherently unhealthy about being single, only if you suffer depression because of it. Every time I've been close to setting up a date with a unicorn on Tinder or whatever, I immediately go "is this good enough that I'd drop my privacy and own routine for?". Rarely is it. A relationship isn't a fix-all for a dull life.
 
Check for black mold? Black mold can cause dizzyness and hallucinations
This isn't hallucination (and the few i've had are all auditory anyways), this is dreaming.

Get your blood pressure checked.
I've checked it repeatedly, every few weeks, for months now. It's perfectly normal. It really is just stress, probably. Might be due to my living situation, but I can't change that. (:_(

My biology betrays me. On the upside, I have been having a lot of nice conversations with a person in DMs that have mildly hopepilled me.
I know the feeling, man. Hope all goes well in the next few days.
 
Stopped smoking weed 24/7 and (surprise, surprise) I no longer feel like a retard bumbling through the day. Now I'm realizing how much of a nuisance it was to be high all the time. You have to keep spending money to get it, you have to walk out to the woods to light up because otherwise your house will smell like skunk, you become unable to have a conversation, you get even more anxiety than you already have.

No positives to this. Why was I ever using it?
 
I've checked it repeatedly, every few weeks, for months now. It's perfectly normal. It really is just stress, probably. Might be due to my living situation, but I can't change that. (:_(
Stress and anxiety can really mess up your sleep. Have you thought about what the dreams might be trying to tell you?

It’s again 3am and I am again awake… so I’m probably not one to instruct you on sleep but I always have nightmares, every night, and I think some people are just more prone to them. I’ve never had a neutral or pleasant dream in my life. They get worse in periods af stress or pain or illness. And many dreams have recurrent themes or imagery.

I’d think about what themes are in your dreams. Your brain is trying to tell you something. Read some Jung?
 
Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back. I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat. In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me. Psychic says some bitch done put a hex on me
 
A few days ago, I don't know what the fuck I was thinking, but I took a bunch of pills at once, and unsurprisingly, I got nauseous, couldn't breathe or swallow properly, then passed out. I don't think I was trying kill myself, I just wanted to get high enough to not feel anything. It was nearly triple my original dose so I don't know what the hell I was expecting. For a few days after, it didn't even feel real, like I was just perpetually in a dream, I did everything on auto pilot, even now, I don't remember anything noteworthy other than visiting friends to take more drugs, but I didn't want to fuck myself up further as I was the only one with a license. I ended up just staying in the car as I watched them smoke through the window. We went out clubbing and I remember playing chess on the dance floor, then watching two Black women beat each other up outside.

Good times, 11/10. After overdosing, I think I had a weird psychotic break, it felt like I just stopped caring or believing about anything entirely, I'm just here and have nothing to lose. I'd do it again just to have something to do, just for the fuck of it, who gives a shit.

Weird shit aside, I've been trying to do shit for college in a few weeks, and I've been trying to get back my motivation to finish the bullshit ass projects, but I'm way too out of it to sleep a sane amount or do jackshit, anyone know how to get shit done or to at least get a grip?
 
Nothing is inherently unhealthy about being single, only if you suffer depression because of it. Every time I've been close to setting up a date with a unicorn on Tinder or whatever, I immediately go "is this good enough that I'd drop my privacy and own routine for?". Rarely is it. A relationship isn't a fix-all for a dull life.
I do consider that sometimes, because I'm unsure if I'd be a good partner in the first place.

Not because of any dysfunctional behavior, but I keep a lot of stuff to myself and end up coming off as distant or detached. I see a lot of bullshit in romance that I couldn't be arsed to deal with.

I've also realized that if you're fully independent, why would you need someone else? Seems transactional, I know, but, where I'm from (LatAm), that's the main drive behind many relationships and marriages. Apart from sex, of course. Perhaps, it's a cultural thing.

People likely don't feel as comfortable getting close to me and I don't bother pandering to whatever people do to get attention, especially if they act histrionic or selfish, which pisses me off.

I'm not someone who has patience for drama and can come off as intolerant, unless it's for a good and serious reason. My current situation only solidified that further because I think that there are things more important in life than dealing with stupid quarrels and issues that no one except themselves can solve. Not to mention, you never know what you're getting into when you start to know someone and, when you least expect it, you're part of the problem too.

Loneliness can make you feel needy, but that immediately dies off when I remind myself of the freedom I have.
 
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