Hey guys, I’m interested to see how some of you guys cope with getting by every day. For me, getting by another day truly is a millstone. It gets harder and harder. I usually take a lot of opioid pain killers like oxy, hydrocodone, vicodin, etc. I obviously have a problem with them but it helps me feel okay. I also like to drink often mixing the two. It’s the only way I feel somewhat okay anymore.
how do you guys cope?
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I live for people like my Grandmother, who has given a majority her life to make sure I make it in life. If I were to commit suicide for any reason, everything she has done for me would be in vain, and if there’s any sort of afterlife, it would become my own private hell of knowing I did that to her. So I cope in knowing that I’m putting all of her efforts to good use. 🙂
It cannot be stressed highly enough how noble it is of you to recognize, respect, and honor your Grandmother by doing your level best to implement the lessons she taught you. I applaud you for this – so much so that I felt compelled to comment specifically to point this out. You recognize the value, time and effort that others have invested in “you”, but more importantly you honor them by learning and using what they’ve taught you.
Bravo TS … Bravo 🙂
respect dawg
I don’t have a family of my own, my father died 4 months ago and my job goes against all my morals. Not bragging just references.
I cope day to day by acknowledging my advantages, the few they may be. I stick around because I want to see what mankind has in store for the world. Most people think destruction, but I believe the advances in human rights, medicine, and technology are just starting to really pick up. And you get to experience all those things, thanks to you holding on a little bit longer. People growing up in the 50’s couldn’t dream of ever having an iPhone. I want to be on the world as long as I can and soak up the increasing integrity and innovation of my fellow man.
I don’t cope. Every day my mind deteriorates worse than the previous day. In a way allowing myself to deteriorate is how I cope.
I suppose I cope by ignoring everything except for the people I’m around, so nothing really shows. It works to a point, I just can’t let myself be alone for too long. Probably not the best way to live though.
I fantasize about killing myself. That’s what gets me from one day to the next, honestly. I can’t do it yet due to family stuff, but daydreaming about it helps.
I don’t cope.
Wake up. Go to school. Brood. Play video games. Masturbate. Sleep. Repeat.
I cope knowing I will be dead soon and this nightmare will be over my mind clear just that thought
Definition of the word cope is “deal effectively with something difficult”. I think the fact that we’re on this website shows that we’re not coping.. Sure we get through the day, but rarely deal with our problems properly.
If you are really interested in coping, DBT (dialectical behavioral therapy) could be a good option for you. Coping isn’t easy. DBT helped me to cope. I stopped self-harming. I am not sure that I agree that since we are on this site we aren’t coping. I think this site helps with coping. Also, I’ve been coping hourly for 3 years… I’ve just run out of energy to keep coping effectively.
As painkillers don’t reduce the physical pain I have, I find myself coping with it by distracting myself in whatever way possible. Same goes for coping with depression; I try to take my mind off destructive thoughts by focusing on other things – anything! I listen to a lot of audio books, talk to friends on Skype, play a videogame… Post a comment on a forum… But I also find it beneficial to, every so often, let those thoughts happen, let the emotion rise, and cry. There’s nothing wrong with that, and it’s certainly healthier than constantly suppressing all that emotion. No one can be expected to be okay all of the time! So allowing yourself to *feel* is like releasing just a little bit of air out of a balloon to release the pressure (so it doesn’t burst!).
That’s a coping mechanism that helps me, anyway.
Coping – that is a skill I have never mastered. I just simply force myself to go from one task to another. This is the only way I get through the days. I try not to think of anything else other than the job at hand. If I stray from this path it becomes quite painful to manage. Doing anything for myself is a waste. Just sleep, poop, eat, work, eat, work, eat, work, sleep. Repeat daily. After about 50 years of that you can ignore just about everything else. I think coping is nothing more than a mental callous that you grow over the course of years.
Thank you all for your responses. Life truly is hard. Much respect for you guys pushing through each and every day though. It is not an easy task.