idk. i have worked as a social worker with people with chronic schizophrenia. i am harmed by ssris and i hate to admit this but some folks can not live without the pills. in some people schizophrenia is severe and chronic, they need the medication. i´m not saying there isn´t another way but i don´t think it has been found yet. it´s just my experience, it is okay to criticize me for it but i have seen it first hand.

no one wants to acknowledge that sexless young man are possibly dangerous and crave relationships and intimacy. society does a great job at belittling this group of people and telling them it´s their own fault and with this they pour oil in the fire. this group has always existed and probably always will until someone actually finds a way of dealing with this issue in a constructive manner. until then, men will continue to kill themselves, become violent, become criminals, drug addicts, etc.

and i´m not talking about sex here. i´m talking about showing young men how to integrate their energy into society and become a positive member of it instead of an hate fueled individual that will either turn against themselves or others out of desperation. pills are not the answer to this.

it´s a lot more than that. it has positive and negative symptoms, with psychosis being one of the positive symptoms

fme psychosis and schizophrenia do exist and meds are actually required to keep it at bay. psychiatry is not complete bs. but it definitely has its flaws that are worth criticising

don´t blame reality or in this case reddit, where the reality and the horror is written down. blame big pharma, drug regulators and your doctor. that being said, i hope you do not develop pfs.

i think this traumatized me heavily when it first started. i went from being a social butterfly and a very popular person to an absolute train wreck within a couple of months and from a freak accident from smoking weed and i have never been the same since. almost from one day to the other i lost the ability to connect with others completely and my friends turned against me, calling me weird and pretty much abandoned me. anhedonia is hell on earth. it´s such a nasty feeling when everything feels heavy, pointless, empty, and pointless. everything is nothing with anhedonia.

everything is nothing without certain things. fuck this guy. he´s probably projecting and you shouldn´t have to put up with such ignorance.

it´s pretty much the definition of being kicked when you´re down. same goes for people who made it and rub it under your nose.

i was/ am like that. enfp personality type and probably highly sensitive person.

this is the golden week for the enfp sub. so many essential enfp topics and problems are being discussed this week. it hits home so hard. i have seldomly felt more understood :DD

yes and i find it incredibly triggering. tbh most people don´t understand shit about reading others and their motives so yes, if they want to they can judge me, but they´re mostly wrong. i think i have friends that still haven´t really seen the real me because they just don´t understand that there are way more layers to what i present on the outside.

i also feel like this is a typical se dom or aux problem.

i see a lot of things others don´t see. sometimes i can see that even bad things may happen and i don´t like these predictions, but for me personally my gut has never betrayed me. when i would act against it, i always got myself in huuuuuge trouble.

my problem is that it is truly a horrible condition, knowing that some things will go wrong. and what also bothers me is that other people don´t believe me when i predict certain things, or say person x is shady, and after i was right they act like i never predicted it. but it really seems like an ne thing, especially an enfp thing.

how old are you ? i´m going back and forth between hating my parents and feeling very sorry for them. but then again i am the one who is severely fucked in the head and also physically. they can at least work and provide for themselves and can talk to other people. i can´t do all those things. so i guess it just goes to show that i´m actually empathetic towards them and they do nothing to really understand me. i mean there is really nothing you can´t do for me anymore besides validating my pain and feeling sorry for me. i have been trying to get my shit together for 10 years now, and i can´t do it. i really can´t. i tried everything under the sun. i summoned demons i never though i would. all just to make it in life. but it´s never enough. everything i do is not enough, i always get criticized, abandoned, mocked, bullied. it doesn´t matter. and now i will no longer take the victim blaming.

my parents tried, but they´re both so caught up with their own problems inside their own head, that i really can´t trust them anymore and they are also very mean towards me. it´s so hard to deal with people that are victim and abuser at the same time. i guess i take pride in the fact i have not become an abuser, but still get abused a lot.

i can laugh about myself which surprises me, because i usually take things very personally. but i guess it´s good for me to be able to do that

deckt sich leider mit meiner Erfahrung. ich dachte schon als Kind hoffentlich wird es irgendwann mal besser und ich habe als junger Erwachsener wirklich auch schon sehr viel probiert um da raus zukommen, aber komischerweise wird es immer schlimmer. Dann ist man wieder in Situationen wo einfach alles schrecklich ist und kriegt dann auch noch dumme Kommentare ab wie grins mal oder wird gedisst von "Freunden". Wo ich mir so denke, nach unten treten ist immer einfach aber wartet mal ab bis euch der Arsch auf Grundeis geht, da bin ich dann doch lieber ein zurückhaltender Mensch weil ich genau weiß wie es ist völligst am Arsch zu sein.

Mir fällt es auch sehr schwer gute Miene zum Bösen Spiel zu machen, und ich wünschte ich könnte es mehr verstecken.

lexapro killed whatever was left of me in the first place. it just destroyed my ability to think, to feel, to have pleasure, to have an erection and a lot of other things.

i have pssd now, but i was dealing with this before pssd. but in the end before pssd it came down to stress and general well being. i noticed that i was dealing with this issue f.ex. during highschool but after highscool was finished i was more relaxed and didn´t have sexual anhedonia for some time.

same in college, after some exams i always had periods of very satisfying sex. i am referring to sexual anhedonia only here.

now i have pssd, and i will never have sex again.

when i´m in love i´m usually in great danger lol

interesting, maybe that´s why i thought he was autistic.

okay, thanks for the warning !

i can sleep but it feels like i never really enter a deep sleep state. sometimes it feels like i haven´t slept at all, and it was like that before pssd but now sometimes it´s very bad.

you can try valerian root and exercise also helps. also maybe some breathing techniques but i don´t know how valerian root may influence pssd. i have taken it and didn´t crash but everyone is different.

literally me every day. i´m basically living for the moment i realize it´s okay to go to bed and for the minutes in which i can just lay there and go to sleep until i wake up again and curse another day of this existence

maybe you can push yourself really hard to try again and make it to that place. i really hope you can fight one last time man. but i totally empathize with you, i know that is very hard to do and i really validate how you feel. but i really wish you try again man. i hope you feel seen

same goes for me. stress and trauma started with prenatal trauma and were served almost on the daily until i was 17 and than i got incredibly sick seemingly out of nowhere. 10 years i have been living in this hell now. truly a sick fate