Bipolar Disorder Support Group
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I'm new to all of this and I'm so excited to have found this site now I don't feel so alone. I'm still learning about all of this and it's characteristics. My question is when I get really upset and I'm having a hard time coming down or calming down I go sit in my closet. My closet is so safe to me I can sit in there and scream, cry, hit pillows etc. Does anyone else have a place they go to feel safe?
Thanks!
Thanks!
deleted_user
yeah, i get lost in my mind!
dobiedots
I wish I had a closet! What a great idea! Well, since I live alone, I just vegetate on the couch w/my cats. My home feels like a safe place because I don't have to answer the door OR answer the phone!
deleted_user
You must have a big closet! Mine are so small I can barely fit my clothes in it let alone me! I'm sorry I'm just joking with you. I usually go for a drive and turn up the music and sing at the top of my lungs, sometimes I go in my basement and beat up the washing machine or the spare fridge. I'm still learning about all this too, and I've come to the conclusion that I will be learning for the rest of my life.
cb72
I think the car is my closet. Sometimes I sit in the car and just start crying for no reason. I don't normally cry, ever, but I guess there I feel alone and safe enough to cry.
deleted_user
Great answers!! Thank you!!
dobiedots
I can't sit in my car if I'm depressed because I'm tempted to drive into the reservoir. And if I'm manic, I'm tempted to drive into the reservoir. It's a no win situation!
deleted_user
My feather bed and 480 count sheets do me just fine.
deleted_user
That's a great idea! I have gone to my bedroom to scream in pillows before, or the the batting cages to slam balls until I felt release! At work, or even at home, if I know I'm getting close to boiling (and often way b4 then) I go to a dark quiet room, much like your closet.
deleted_user
I go sit in my closet too! ^-^ I actually move into my closet for a few weeks/months when I feel bad. I bring in a few books or whatevers, a pillow and blanket (for my floor bed), and I just stay in there until I feel like I can move back into my room. It's my safe place. :)
deleted_user
I DO HAVE THINGS THAT SEEM SAFE. I FEEL SAFE WITH MY MOM WHICH IS INCONVIENENT SINCE SHE LIVES ABOUT AN HOUR AWAY. I THINK WE ALL HAVE A "SAFE PLACE".
Unwell
i also hide in my mind but that doesnt always work for me, so i try my bedroom
deleted_user
Wow. Thank you. I thought I was the only person into closets. I don't have an appropriate one right not (bummer) so I hide under blankets.
deleted_user
Now that I live with my parents and my fiancee, there is no where to go hid in this house. Sometimes I go outside but late at night I get scared because there may be malicious spirits out there, I see them sometimes, and other times I just hear them, and so even there is not always safe.
GracieLooWho
thats an awesome idea but i'm with foreal.. can't fit a penny in my closets.. i do beat my mattress senseless, but my home is my closet since its just me and my doggie ... and as of late, you people!! My home is the safest place in my world :)
deleted_user
I pull the covers over my head in my bed and turn out all the lights. I pretend I am hiding and I don't come out until I feel better. That is when I feel the most safe and or I lock myself in the bathroom or in bathtub taking a bath.
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