Depression, anxiety, suicidalism and similar disorders, issues and troubles V3 - Discussion, help an - General

[QUOTE=TheFilmSlacker;42815074]I seriously don't see why people would hate you. I've seen you make a handful of dumb posts, but 99.9% of the time, you're funny as hell and extremely helpful.[/QUOTE] You don't hang out in the gay chat thread anymore. 95% of people dislike me there for good reasons.

I feel that all the energy and joy I used to have is completely drained... I can't push myself to take a walk even though it would most likely lift me up a little bit at least, but I don't have the energy. I don't have the energy to do anything anymore. there is no reason why I should do things anymore. it's a lot easier to isolate myself and play on the same team as my anxiety and depression, and that's what I feel most comfortable with as well. but living life like that is unbearable. I'm bored throughout the day, I have nothing to do. life is shitty, still want to die.

[QUOTE=ROFLBURGER;42815666]You don't hang out in the gay chat thread anymore. 95% of people dislike me there for good reasons.[/QUOTE] I've just read the last 15 pages of the thread; it certainly doesn't show.

I go into the gay chat thread all the time and I don't hate you ROFLBURGER I actually think you're one of the better posters there

[QUOTE=Krinkels;42822832]I've just read the last 15 pages of the thread; it certainly doesn't show.[/QUOTE] That's because I'm not really posting there anymore, if you look about 2-3 months in it would def show. Not even joking I'm part of half the drama there because I'm either defending some social outcast or I made a post that pissed off a lot of people. People tend to remember the bad things about you so it sticks for a while. Even if you change the way you are people remember what you used to be and only that, that's how things are supposed to work in society but I don't like it. [editline]4[/editline] Speak of the devil, right now in the gay steam chat I said that "You need to get viruses once a month so your computer learns how to combat it" as a joke to fuck around with some guy and someone other people thought I was seriously arguing it. Ended up being "Don't take ROLFBURGER seriously ever" kind of thing. And a indepth conversation about how my jokes are unfunny :v:

I haven't really read this thread yet but I will once I get some proper sleep. I'm going to vent. The past three years have been a living hell for me. I have been constantly depressed and have tried to kill myself three times. Let me do it by year, if I can remember correctly. 2010: I was in school still I think. This year I dropped out and got my first job. I left school due to me repeating to many times. Little did I know my dad was doing pain pills and cocaine. He was very hyper all the time and when he wasn't hyper he was a miserable asshole. After one month at my job I quit due to severe anxiety and stress. 2012 because 2010 and 2011 were blurred for me: I was pretty much jobless this whole year. I was depressed and tried to kill my self after my dad and my got into a fist fight. This was after me and him got into an agreement because he didn't like the fact I was going to live with my mom. So we made up a few days later. Then I left for my moms for a few months before coming back to my dad. He was still doing drugs but I didn't know this yet. In late 2012 I finally found out and our whole family pretty much fell apart at that moment. I was depressed again had no will to go on. In 2013 he finally got to rehab which caused me to get kicked out of my dads. I had to go live with my mom. I had a new job at the time but it was almost a state away (nj to pa) so I couldn't afford the gas so I quit. That was four months ago. When me and my mom were going to get my last check we got into an arguement in the car and I was fucking done. I had lost everything and now my own mom was being mean to me. So I tried to jump out of her car on the waltwitman bridge to kill myself. My brother was there and held me in my seat until my mom took me to a hospital. After a day they let me go because I was calmed down. Now its four months later and I have no job and my mom and I are always arguing. She's always saying how she's tired of me and I just want to fucking say "If you are tired of me then why did you fucking stop me from finally getting out of your god damn life". Okay I'm done venting Sorry for the extremely shitty writing I'm super emotional and don't really sleep anymore. Thanks for reading if you chose to.

Sounds like family are the root of all your issues. Do a 180 and leave them behind and after a while I think you'll realise you're feeling better as a whole, despite missing them. Do whatever it takes, there are plenty of jobs far away that will provide accommodation.

I was writing an essay on Joyce's Dubliners and just realized how relevant it is to my life. I'm writing about how there are three things you need to change and move forward in life: A guide, to support you in escaping whatever is paralyzing you. A light, something to show you that change is possible. Yourself, to realize that you want and need to change and to keep moving forward when you succeed. Earlier this year I was depressed, doing nothing with my life, got close to doing some serious self harm at times. I had nasty long hair that I kept because I didn't care about myself at all. Then towards the end of the last schoolyear, I saw the light. I realized that I could change. I saw that it was possible to live life with emotion, both positive and negative, instead of hopeless nothingness. With the support of my friends I worked my way past the edge of the darkness. Then I took that first step towards change: I cut off my hair, which had only ever gotten in the way and made other people think I was weird (Just a note: I didn't enjoy the hair. It wasn't a mark of pride for me. Other people's opinion of it bothered me. This is not the case for everyone). I donated the hair to Lockes of Love, because even though I hated it, it could make some kid's life better. Since then it's just been one thing after another, moving forward with my life. I believe that anyone in this thread has the capability to alleviate their depression, anxiety, etc. at least partially. You have a guide. Anyone who posts in this thread trying to help, reads your posts, or just gives you a friendly rating. You may not know them, but they exist, and they care about you. Right off this page I can see TheFilmSlacker, Inigo Montoya, Krinkles, cheetahben, and Roll_Program trying to help. There is a light to show you change is possible. I was able to change, so that's one example right there. And you have yourself. I believe that just because you bothered to make a post here, read this post, or even open this thread, somewhere deep inside of yourself you know that you can change and you want to. I can't say for sure how anyone will go about changing. I changed my image and ADHD medication (it was making me feel like shit). Someone else might start talking to a therapist, move where they live, or who knows what. What you need to do to change might not be obvious, but it's there, and you can do it, and whoever is guiding you can help find or do it. This is just my advice for anyone feeling helpless. I hope it can help someone else like it helped me.

I have an hope, to make things change.

Every once in a while, I'm hit pretty hard by the realization that I don't have anyone really close to me that I can confide in. There's probably only one or two people that I regularly talk to that I feel I can really [I]talk[/I] to, and that's being generous. Usually I'm fine with it, and just push it to the back of my head, but occasionally, out of the blue, the feeling comes back. I always think I can't complain about it, that it's my fault, other people have worse and deal with it. I really just feel like I need or want to belong to a group. I've always been off on my own, usually by choice. Often not. Forgive my cliche, but I really just don't know what to do.

I just need to write this out. Maybe someone will have some words of advice, but mostly I just want to show myself how bad I'm letting my anxiety get to me. Every once in a while I'll have spells of difficulty sleeping. A few months ago, I somehow stumbled upon an article about a genetic disorder known as Fatal Familial Insomnia. With FFI, you initially have symptoms of Insomnia which develops into an almost total lack of sleep after some months, and eventually no sleep until you become what is essentially a zombie and die. I personally can't think of a worse death. Naturally, whenever I'm unable to sleep, this is this first thing that comes to mind. And here I am, I having to get ready for work in two hours, and I haven't slept a wink. The crazy thing is, I KNOW logically that I can't have it. A) It's genetic. No one in my family tree has had it ever. B) It's - incredibly- rare; Less than 200 people have ever been diagnosed with it, in about 40 families in the history of the world. And yet my mind still tortures itself with the possibility. Though I'm now feeling better about writing this, I just shows me that I really need to find the source of my anxiety at this point in my life. I've had my anxiety under wraps for years, why now? Thanks FP, even if you didn't read it. (Apologies for any typos, my phone isn't cooperating)

Okay my turn. Input from anyone is welcome. I'm feeling dangerously low on willpower. In objective terms, things are pretty good. My family is functional and loves me, I have friends, and I am affording a college education like I wanted. However I still find myself frequently depressed because of this... Apathy. I've grown up telling myself that I'm going to study astronomy. I never narrowed it down to exactly how I was going to go about doing that because that would just be silly to restrict myself that much. I've had the privilege of taking one beginner course in astronomy so far, and though I enjoyed it, calculus killed me. I failed, lost my scholarship, and now I'm at a local college trying to get the credit. I'm failing again, despite my best efforts. Though, I don't even know if that's true now. I don't 'dream' about studying astronomy anymore. I know that this isn't the end of my dream- so long as I can scrounge the funds, I can keep taking it until I succeed. But I just don't care anymore. Whenever I try to invest my passions in my future, I am overwhelmed by anxiety at the prospect of failure, made very real and very palpable by my performance in calculus. When I ask myself what I would be if I could have it this instant, I realize now that I would probably say... Not alive. Not dead, because that would have destructive effects on the people I do value. Though, I admit that I often feel trapped by the consequences they impose through their love. Is that selfish? I don't know. Regardless, when I get down to it, I realize that what I value doesn't exist in real life. I avoid homework and responsibility by burying myself in a video game or Facepunch of whatever time waster I can find, because I just don't like it. I don't like trying over and over again for a single chance at a career I'm not even sure I'll truly enjoy. I don't like being constantly reminded every day when I go to this shitty community college that I failed and am failing again. I especially detest bagging groceries and pushing carts for hours to sustain this miserable cycle. The only thing I can say I desire is escape. And that's not a career. Laughably enough, a small part of me feels as though I could really get myself up to speed with calculus if I could just buckle down and put my mind to it. When I try to though, I find that I can end up losing [i]hours[/i] staring blankly past my textbook as I ponder the consequences of failure. This past week I've managed to accomplish only a couple questions- a fragment of the work- before I find myself overwhelmed and exhausted. It's a horrible, self-perpetuating cycle that I don't know how to escape from. I wish I knew how to fight it. I'm still waiting on that prescription of ADD meds, though I just don't know if that'll somehow reinvigorate my passion for life somehow. In the meantime, if anyone has similar experiences to share, I'd love to hear.

[QUOTE=Raxas;42847496] - Quote - [/QUOTE] Never have I meant anything more in my life when I say this right now: I know exactly how you feel. In fact, that's probably why I haven't slept at all tonight. Like yourself, I planned on becoming a chemist after graduating high school. I landed a scholarship, went to a great school, and everything was dandy. Until I failed Chem 1. "Okay, that sucks" I though, "But I'll make sure to make up for it in Chem 2". Except I failed with flying colors once more. So now I'm at a community college, fumbling around with generals I'm not even sure I need under the guise of a Computer Science major. Stocking shelves and unloading trucks at Target is not a glorious job, and not something I want to do for the rest of my life, and yet I can't bring myself to even try on schoolwork, much less study. I guess I'm just hoping that one day I'll recover from this crippling failure and find my passion again. Here's what I've found helpful: Find meaning in life other than what's dictated by society. By that, I mean don't make your future career the sole object of your happiness. Try to find other things that you enjoy, things that are more worthwhile than, say video games (though I struggle with that too). Play an instrument. Play it till the notes of a song are burned into your brain. Write out a story. Maybe find a girlfriend/boyfriend if you haven't already. It can be [I]tremendously[/I] helpful to have someone to connect with on that level, someone who can support you. Though I know you don't necessarily mean to harm yourself by saying you'd be "not alive", it's still painful to read. As cliche as it is, you are the only person who can and will ever fill the role of Raxas. Even if that role is shitty at the moment, things like that have a way of finding their own solutions. Thanks for sharing.

[QUOTE=Estolle93;42847029]I just need to write this out. Maybe someone will have some words of advice, but mostly I just want to show myself how bad I'm letting my anxiety get to me. Every once in a while I'll have spells of difficulty sleeping. A few months ago, I somehow stumbled upon an article about a genetic disorder known as Fatal Familial Insomnia. With FFI, you initially have symptoms of Insomnia which develops into an almost total lack of sleep after some months, and eventually no sleep until you become what is essentially a zombie and die. I personally can't think of a worse death. Naturally, whenever I'm unable to sleep, this is this first thing that comes to mind. And here I am, I having to get ready for work in two hours, and I haven't slept a wink. The crazy thing is, I KNOW logically that I can't have it. A) It's genetic. No one in my family tree has had it ever. B) It's - incredibly- rare; Less than 200 people have ever been diagnosed with it, in about 40 families in the history of the world. And yet my mind still tortures itself with the possibility. Though I'm now feeling better about writing this, I just shows me that I really need to find the source of my anxiety at this point in my life. I've had my anxiety under wraps for years, why now? Thanks FP, even if you didn't read it. (Apologies for any typos, my phone isn't cooperating)[/QUOTE] Have you seen a doctor about it? I don't think the Internet is a good diagnosing tool. [editline]12th November 2013[/editline] [QUOTE=Kanohispider;42846101]Every once in a while, I'm hit pretty hard by the realization that I don't have anyone really close to me that I can confide in. There's probably only one or two people that I regularly talk to that I feel I can really [I]talk[/I] to, and that's being generous. Usually I'm fine with it, and just push it to the back of my head, but occasionally, out of the blue, the feeling comes back. I always think I can't complain about it, that it's my fault, other people have worse and deal with it. I really just feel like I need or want to belong to a group. I've always been off on my own, usually by choice. Often not. Forgive my cliche, but I really just don't know what to do.[/QUOTE] You sound exactly like me. I feel uncomfortable talking about my issues to others because I rather not burden them with it. You can find someone to chat about it here that has no problem with it.

I keep thinking about my ex all the time. it's just so... surreal to think that the only person I got close to was the only person I've ever had close to me in my entire life. she was there for me... I still dream about her, I still wish that she would come back to me. I keep thinking about how much better life would be if she was still in it. keep thinking about our good times... no one will ever get close to me again. she was the first and the last.

Kinda depressed right now, but because of mainly shit that's unfixable. I'm not suicidal or anything, I just lose motivation and just start bumming. If one expensive thing that needs replacing craps out, we're basically fucked. We do nothing but go up to my grandmother's house every 12 seconds for "fun" (it's not actually that fun because it's in the mountains and she's a bitch) and my Mom NEVER goes grocery shopping, and when I tell her to and why we should (because we don't have any fucking money and I need all of my fucking arteries to work) she just says that I never get anything that healthy anyway. But it's better then fucking paying like 2x the price for just ONE serving, right? It's not like "we don't have food I WANT to eat" It's "She hasn't been to the grocery store in a fucking MONTH" We don't even have ANY TOILET PAPER IN THE ENTIRE HOUSE. And last month our electricity shut off. But, you know, here's the [B]FUCKING KICKER[/B] (you know things get serious when you use formatting) She ACTIVELY WORKED to get divorced from my Dad because she didn't like him. He's not abusive, he's not an ass, he's a fucking normal person, but she just fucking worked to get out of that relationship because she didn't like him anymore, because, y'know, that totally matters when you have been married for 14 years and you have kids that you can't fucking support. It was probably more suited for that Shit That Gets You mad thread then here but it sends me spiraling every couple days knowing that I have such shit people for parents. [editline]13th November 2013[/editline] And sometimes I don't even know what to do because if she starts grocery shopping she doesn't let me get Soda, which is one of the very few things that I can actually get energy from, because everything else seems to be so draining.

Going to my first physical in 2+ years. Here's hoping doc doesn't notice the SH scars on my upper thighs! :v:

The urge to drop out of college is overwhelming, I just hate it here so much and I've got like 4 more years. I just want to start a career and be done with my education.

[QUOTE=Spacewolf;42856636]The urge to drop out of college is overwhelming, I just hate it here so much and I've got like 4 more years. I just want to start a career and be done with my education.[/QUOTE] I agree, I just want to be done with school and just get a job and do my own thing.

[QUOTE=Estolle93;42847669]Here's what I've found helpful: Find meaning in life other than what's dictated by society. By that, I mean don't make your future career the sole object of your happiness. Try to find other things that you enjoy, things that are more worthwhile than, say video games (though I struggle with that too). Play an instrument. Play it till the notes of a song are burned into your brain. Write out a story. Maybe find a girlfriend/boyfriend if you haven't already. It can be [I]tremendously[/I] helpful to have someone to connect with on that level, someone who can support you. Though I know you don't necessarily mean to harm yourself by saying you'd be "not alive", it's still painful to read.[/QUOTE] I'm glad to hear a similar story. Honestly. I've been waiting to find at least [i]one[/i] person who really gets it. I don't say what I'm about to say because I want to be difficult, or because I want to justify my misery, but because they're things I feel and I want to put these feelings out there for scrutiny so I can get to the bottom of them with a little help, so here goes. I am 100% for finding your own meaning in life. People (Dad especially) can't seem to grasp why I can't motivate myself when that's all it'll take to land me this career. The truth is at the base level I don't really care about the exact nature of the career. I'm pursuing it because I feel it will make me happy. That's all that has any real meaning anyway. Happiness for you and those who make you happy. The problem is that I'm not happy right now. It drags me down because I can't summon the hope or willpower to put all my effort forward. If that sounds short sighted to you, then I agree, and I wish I could control my feelings with thoughts and reason, but if I could, I wouldn't be here. So yeah, I do understand why it's so important to be happy. But I think that short-sightedness that seems so rooted in my emotions is a huge factor here. My time to myself, which I sink into videogames, is what makes me happy at the moment. Classes and work simply exist between these oh-so valuable moments, and exist for no other reason than to support each other. I despise work and classes because, effectively, the only way they effect my life right now is by leeching off of my happiness and gaining me none in return. Finding more things to do with my free time will not solve my motivation problem, I think. Truth is, I [i]have[/i] taken time to make my own music with FL Studio, and I actually did take time to write shitty short stories for a friend in the past, and it never did anything that videogames didn't for me. As far as a girlfriend goes... Well, I believe I've had to post about THAT in this thread before. It doesn't bother me now so much, but let's just say I don't feel ready for a relationship at all right now. Unless you REALLY think opening that can of worms will help me, I'll push that aside until I have more direction in my life. If I'm to get past this, I need to rediscover my passions. There's no easy fix or way around it that I can see or reasonably believe exists. I can't just hope it will happen because I've been hoping for too long now and it's lost it's effect. The problem is, "rediscovering your passion" is a real fucking vague goal that can't be explained by anyone who doesn't know me inside and out (and even then, can it be at all?), nor can I even begin to effectively break such a goal down into steps. However, maybe, if you're willing, you could share some of your experiences? Not really my place to ask you to divulge your life story, but we seem to have a lot in common in this regard, and if we can come up with something, well... That'd be dandy.

I have been seeing a new therapist. Things are actually going pretty well. Maybe I won't kill myself after all.

Deleted my facebook because all I fucking do is whore attention, and I can't fucking stand to live with it anymore. It's fucking pathetic. I feel like I'm not good enough, and post to get attention. Then I realize what I'm doing, and I just end up less self esteem that I started with. I fucking hate my fucking sensitivity. NOTHING good comes from being sensitive. NOTHING. When I hear people talking about how they like sensitive people, my mind calls massive fucking bullshit. It's fucking childlike. It's a glorified tantrum. I feel like an 18 year old manchild. When you're sensitive, you're NOTHING. Nobody wants to deal with a whiny fucking bitch who can't stand up on his own. I'm shutting down. I can't think straight anymore. When I do something wrong, all I can think of is how fucking wrong it was, rather than actually come up with ways to change it like a proper fucking human being.

Well, my mom is giving me thirty days to move out. That's the final straw. I can't push myself to do anything, and my life is shit right now. I don't know what to do. She thinks that since I'm trying to hook up with women online, it's going to drag me down and I'll bring dangerous people back to her house. That's not the case though, but she's too fucking ignorant to understand. I'm honestly considering suicide to free myself from this shit, but I know I don't have the balls to do it. I don't have the balls to do anything I should do either. All I fucking do is play video games, and post shit on here. What kind of life is that? I just want out...

How do I talk to someone who may or may not give a shit about how I feel someone dealt with the situation in the nicest way possible.

[QUOTE=LVL FACTORY;42812930]For all the lonely people: If you excpect to die alone, laugh, then slap yourself. What kind of spirit is that? You have to realize, that in a fucking world with 7 billion inhabitants, dying alone is almost impossible even if you would try. So cheer the fuck up, you aren't to live a lonely life and die alone, hell fucking no you wont.[/QUOTE] Thats right! Cheer the Fuck Up! That is the right way for positive re-enforcement! Asking someone suffering with depression or anxiety to "Cheer Up" is like trying to ask someone suffering with Disability to "Walk it Off". The thing is that from my experience with Anxiousness or Depression is that you become slowly anti-social because you want to be socially accepted, as a human being. Being told to "Fuck Off" by people who clearly don't want you in their conversation for one reason or another or having your opinion shoved off into the pits of oblivion because your not popular puts you into a anxious unsure attitude of not being sure if your opinions are okay,if you are just retarded or if you are just exactly as they say. In all honesty, im still suffering with this and it often feels like im very alone and isolated apart from the few people that i talk to on steam (About 3 People.) and my family (Basically my Mum, due to the fact my sister prefers to distance herself from me.), because im afraid that i'll make attachments to people that in the long run will judge me unfairly because they want a ego boost. Ive formed really strong attachments to people that have hurt me even more than anyone that had judged me unfairly at school because they were always deceiving and it felt like i had worked so hard on something that was clearly never going to work out. Even more its a very deep hole that is very hard to get out of and it depends on how long you've been exposed to such treatment. I find myself Daydreaming constantly and accidentally or sub-consciously Starving and Thirsting myself. Even that issue is beyond me. I have previously had nightmares that have kept me up days without sleep and its not that actual nightmares that happen, its the fact it never stops. Its either about school or about people who have broken my trust. This makes things even worse because sleeplessness makes me even more anxious and even more scared of what i'll say and even more depressed because of the lack of sleep. I'll push this until i eventually pass out on the floor. I have thought about suicide but my will to live is too strong. Mainly because i am so loyal to my friends and family that i couldn't do it because it would mean them having to suffer because i decided a easy way out which makes me feel like im a arrogant piece of shit. In a way i feel like suffering is something that will always happen and it doesn't ever end because its me and i have to suffer. I really hate to sound like a bleeding heart that throws everything on the table but your comment just got me really riled up inside. Like i wanted to shout at you and literally tell you that it isn't that easy for me. Suffering with a Mental Disorder isn't something you can just solve with a "Get Over It". Especially with Traumatic Events. Either way, i think ive decided that im going to pose a invitation for anyone to add me on steam because i want to make more friends anyway and it would make me feel better. [QUOTE=ROFLBURGER;42868155]How do I talk to someone who may or may not give a shit about how I feel someone dealt with the situation in the nicest way possible.[/QUOTE] In a Polite Constructive Manner, i would recommend. If you aren't brave enough to do it, keep a thought at the back of your head to do it or rehearse what your going to say. [QUOTE=Fulsam;42865308]Deleted my facebook because all I fucking do is whore attention, and I can't fucking stand to live with it anymore. It's fucking pathetic. I feel like I'm not good enough, and post to get attention. Then I realize what I'm doing, and I just end up less self esteem that I started with. I fucking hate my fucking sensitivity. NOTHING good comes from being sensitive. NOTHING. When I hear people talking about how they like sensitive people, my mind calls massive fucking bullshit. It's fucking childlike. It's a glorified tantrum. I feel like an 18 year old manchild. When you're sensitive, you're NOTHING. Nobody wants to deal with a whiny fucking bitch who can't stand up on his own. I'm shutting down. I can't think straight anymore. When I do something wrong, all I can think of is how fucking wrong it was, rather than actually come up with ways to change it like a proper fucking human being.[/QUOTE] Take a step back, and try and be sympathetic and look at it from the other perspective. If being a Attension Whore makes you feel guilty then stop doing it and think about who is going to see it, if what your saying is the right thing to do, what would be the reaction? Is that a positive thing and what can you do about it if its negative.

[QUOTE=KennyAwsum;42868415]Take a step back, and try and be sympathetic and look at it from the other perspective. If being a Attension Whore makes you feel guilty then stop doing it and think about who is going to see it, if what your saying is the right thing to do, what would be the reaction? Is that a positive thing and what can you do about it if its negative.[/QUOTE] As you told LVL Factory that it's not as simple as "cheering up", it probably isn't so easy for him either. Personally it sounds like he made the right decision to me. Facebook isn't just a system that he used to whore attention, it's a system everyone uses to whore attention. You wouldn't make a post unless you expected someone to read it and associate what they read with you. If he's touchy about that stuff then until he can really get to the meat of his issue- something we simply cannot help him with effectively- then he's probably better off avoiding the website at all. Also, I'd definitely add you on Steam, but the Steamy square link icon beneath your avatar leads to a nonexistant page, and Kennyawsum gets no hits when searched. Also, if I do add you, please, don't be that one guy who wants to start a conversation every time Steam notifies you that I'm starting up a game. :v: Hit me up when I'm done.

[QUOTE=Raxas;42869272]As you told LVL Factory that it's not as simple as "cheering up", it probably isn't so easy for him either. Personally it sounds like he made the right decision to me. Facebook isn't just a system that he used to whore attention, it's a system everyone uses to whore attention. You wouldn't make a post unless you expected someone to read it and associate what they read with you. If he's touchy about that stuff then until he can really get to the meat of his issue- something we simply cannot help him with effectively- then he's probably better off avoiding the website at all. Also, I'd definitely add you on Steam, but the Steamy square link icon beneath your avatar leads to a nonexistant page, and Kennyawsum gets no hits when searched. Also, if I do add you, please, don't be that one guy who wants to start a conversation every time Steam notifies you that I'm starting up a game. :v: Hit me up when I'm done.[/QUOTE] Give me your Steam URL, im having problems with my own steam profile at the moment. Here is my Steam URL, a bit more specific. [url]http://steamcommunity.com/id/HarderBetterFasterStronger/[/url]

[QUOTE=KennyAwsum;42869488]Give me your Steam URL, im having problems with my own steam profile at the moment. Here is my Steam URL, a bit more specific. [url]http://steamcommunity.com/id/HarderBetterFasterStronger/[/url][/QUOTE] [url]http://steamcommunity.com/id/raxas[/url]

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Anyone know a good way of combatting mood swings? I was pretty angry a bit ago and now it's difficult to sleep