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people really get me mad sometimes

orion777
orion777

This quarantine has made depression really return.  It's been a huge struggle not to just burst out crying all of the time. I got into a virtual support group yesterday and it helped a lot.  I was feeling a whole lot better at the end of it, and was finally calming down.  Called someone I haven't talked to in a while.  The person called back, late, (kind of a distant acquaintance) and went off on me.  It really pissed me off. I think people who like to 'tell the truth,' that you "JUST NEED TO HEAR THE TRUTH," Are a lot of times just arrogant. Not that I don't respect the person's opinion.  


I was in a support group that was based on 'truth telling,' which is fine some of the time.  (I keep thinking of Jack Nicholson "You can't handle the truth!"  This person is training to be a life coach and I think needed some guinea pigs (me) so she was coaching over the phone. But, I think, sometimes relationships from support groups, etc. get really codependent.  She called me back and got really pissed off at me. She told me that all the time that we had been talking that she was not honest with me and that she had been pissed off at me because I did not do something that she suggested a year ago.  We don't even talk that much, once every couple months. But the convos are kind of involved.


Apparently she sent me a text a year ago and I didn't follow this "suggestion."  Her voice was kind of raised, and she said that "listening to me and my experiences is hard to watch."  OK, so I am thinking in my head-why are you offering to practice on me as a life coach for your certification-you certainly don't seem to have a lot of patience. And now you call me to tell me you've resented it the whole time?  The "suggestion" was for me to get a genetic test (like that is not expensive, and it's elective) to see if I have the 'anxiety gene,' and that I can take vitamin supplements for this anxiety gene.  (She took this test and takes the supplements.)  She has a masters in genetics, but she is not my psychiatrist. I do believe in supplements, etc.  Obviously, depression has genetic and medical components, but she said she was tired of listening to me "spin and spin and spin." This is one of my issues, rumination gets me sometimes. 


She seems to think this is a magic bullet. I know these things help; when I was hospitalized I had a blood test and it revealed severe vitamin deficiency and they gave me shots. But, this woman is not my doctor and I don't appreciate her calling me back at almost ten o clock at night to tell me she's been "pissed off at me for a year," (her words) and why didn't I save her text.  All this time she seemed to not mind helping me out with life challenges-isn't that what coaches do and what she wanted experience with? I went from relaxing (which is hard now that I gave up my mmj card) to all upset after she called.  It was kind of a shock. So vitamins will cure me?? I'm sure they will help but it left a really bad taste in my mouth.  I've had a couple of people who were formerly in this 'support group' go totally off on me, raise their voice at me, and talk down to me. Who the **** do they think they are?

PhotoMan77
PhotoMan77
Hello Orion, I can relate to how you're feeling with this quarantine deal. I haven't worked since late March and I spoke to my boss yesterday and he said it may be June 30th before we get called back and that's still up in the air. I know I was going stir crazy to the point that I might actually have to check in to a mental hospital for at least a few days so I could have some human interaction. I have 2 roommates but we pretty much keep ourselves. Not saying that I wasn't already a drinker but this being inside for weeks has only amplified it tremendously, so much in fact that last Friday I had way too much the 2 nights before and needed to bring my mom to a Dr. appointment the next morning, and although I was fine to drive there by the time I got inside I was felling dizzy and just sat down, I started to shake and I couldn't control it, I figured it was alcohol poisoning and not eating much the 2 days prior by body was starting to shut down. My mom called my sister from work and eventually we went to urgent care but they could not help so I had them call an ambulance and take me to the hospital (how embarrassing) I had the shakes so bad I could barley walk and my heart was pounding like I was about to have a heart attack. When they carted me off it was the worst feeling and she couldn't even come see me because the were not allowing visitors because of this virus. Sitting in the ER I called one of my roommates and asked a favor, I had a brand new bottle of booze in my room and I asked him to go get it and pour it down the drain, that was the breaking point for me sitting in that hospital bed thinking I might not go home today, or to see my 2 little nephews and my mom, sister and brother in law ever again and that scared me. The reasons I started drinking were dumb to begin with and it all started over a girl. That situation compounded when a few years later my best friend who was also female pretty much ended our friendship because her boyfriend was moving in, we did everything together, traveled the state from tip to tip to tip, this is Florida by the way and to have it end in an instant put me in a real dark place for a long time and there are still times that I think about it. There were 2 other instances with my photography group and a friend that I would go shark fishing with but in all of those scenarios I felt left behind and I didn't understand why so I turned to the bottle more each time it happened and I never drank around them, I always waited until I got home so no one could see my pain.

As for the person that was yelling at you, that as seriously not the right way to handle that especially if she is going to be a life couch. When someone reaches out to you for help they're finally putting aside their pride and leaving themselves wide open for whatever comes next. I believe you did the right thing in reaching out for help but she obviously didn't feel it was her duty to help you and for that I'm sorry.

I just started to see a new medical Dr. which I haven't done in years and he suggested that I find a site like this that I can talk to other people with some of the same issues as I have because he felt it would be better than seeing a psychologist and I agree, sometimes we just need someone to listen, I know that would really help me. I hope that this finds you in better spirits and I'm new to this but if you need someone to listen I'd be happy to lend an ear. Take care.