Many things about me

December 15th, 2009

I need to start working but I can’t. I also haven’t blogged for 4 months
( Aug, Sep, Oct, Nov) because a lot has happened in a short time. I’ll get around it eventually but the main idea is that I’m working again. I’m not seeing my readers but doing research work. It’s flexible schedule
and I can work from home, seems perfect. It’s my best chance to graduate, but something is not right.

I’m a little sick of my own complaining. I’ll just record a few unconnected thoughts for posterity.

1. I often fear I’m going to die before I accomplish everything I want to do. I don’t want to die without leaving a mark. And the little scratch I made in a tree when I was 16 doesn’t count.

2. I do like the person I am and what I’m becoming. It is a great help to like yourself. It is a good feeling, and a good tool to deal with adversity. I can appreciate it now because it’s not always been this way.

3. My self esteem is not too great most of the time. I’ve hated myself. I’ve disliked myself deeply and for a long time.

4. I probably only like myself now because I haven’t been around other people in a while. Know the phrase “I only like me when I’m alone”?. Nevertheless, I think this perception is more accurate than the one I get when I’m around other people, as the latter is a result of social anxiety and lack of assertiveness in many situations that trigger automatic thoughts of self loathing.

5. I often find myself doing wishful thinking about what my life would be if I could live abroad. And feel frustrated at the fact that I can’t do it now. It drives me nuts the possibility of dying after only knowing a teeny tiny portion of the planet.

6. However, I also fear to make my dream come true in case I screw up. But it’s also true that there are lots of places to go.

7. My ethnicity is not a big part of my identity now, but it might be when I live somewhere else.

8. My looks don’t really worry me much most of the time. I’m glad my brain is not obsessing about that.

9. I usually think that if I don’t write down my thoughts, I will forget them. I have a terrible memory.

10. I've read some of my old posts without recognizing what I was thinking at the time.

11. I wish I was a better writer, because I dislike not being able to present my thoughts in a reliable way. It’s very possible that the things I remember about my life and myself are not very reliable. I can remember the retelling of a story, but with each retelling the story changes shape until there’s only a vague idea of what the original thought was. It drives me nuts.

12. Memories are often linked with emotions. I suspect I lack some conection between my cerebral cortex and my limbic system, so for any given memory I try to keep, I’ll remember more facts than what the memory is actually supposed to evoke.

13. I’m like a moth to a flame with smart people. I have low tolerance for ignorance, and sometimes that makes me act like an idiot.

14. I fear that because I suffer from depression, the people I care about feel inhibited when they are going through hard times. Just because I’m not doing well at any given time doesn’t mean I think other people’s problems are less important.

15. In 2008, I, for the first time pictured what it would be like if I and Anipra had a child and smiled at the thought. I must have been independent at the time.

16. I don’t think I’m going to work as a Business Man. It’s not only because it’s hard but because I don’t want to. I still want to graduate to get some closure and open some doors in the world of opportunities.

17. In one year and four months I will have lived a quarter of a century. O_o

18. I suspect I might be mildly in love with Anipra again. For the people who know me, this should be shocking. Except they probably already know by now.

19. I’m not too fond of clothes.

20. I would love to go to elliots beach but I wouldn't like to live in one of those higher communities.

21. One day I’d like to: Buy an Himalayan rail pass and everything else I would need for an Kashmir trip; do the kashmir trip; do snow riding; visit the Great Himalayas and scuba dive.

22. I would like to learn to speak Dutch, to dust off my math-related brain synapses, and to learn some physics. For now.

23. I would like to play piano. I always picture myself playing piano for my favorite ar rahman's songs in front of lots of people and imagine the euphoria I’d get off it.

24. If I had the chance to go to the space, I’d be very afraid of leaving the planet. At least without seeing most of it. I’m very fond of the Earth.(its toooooo much i think so ! )

25. I don’t like to feel the sun on my skin. I’m always thinking “Cell damage! Cell damage! DNA breaking! Ahhh!”

26. I have a very clean mind and I like it.

27. I absolutely despise jallikattu(bull catching). Everybody cheers when the bull gets stabbed but it’s a big tragedy if the bull fights back and hurts the human.(in Madurai)

28. I have never seen snow, and I’m currently very jealous of all the people who are enjoying it.

29. I like water, I am good at swimming. But I am not fit enough. You know, sedentarism. I may drown by getting tired.

30. I’ve never really been interested in politics. However, if I find myself obsessed with a specific subject, I will go passionate about it. In my country at least, no political position has appealed me enough.

I always say I’m going to correct that…

If I treated me…

December 15th, 2009

…the way I treat myself…

I would shout insults at him more than once a day.
I would pull his hair and occasionally bang his head against a wall to make him stop thinking so many stupid things.
I would interfere with his work until he’s completely unable to do it. Then I’d make jokes about his incompetence.
Every now and then, I would keep him in a locked space without even allowing him to do anything.
Every time something goes wrong in his life, I would nag him with comments about his worthlessness, all day, all week until something else distracts me.
I would blame him of absolutely everything that goes wrong.
I would tell him he doesn't deserve to have any friends because he annoys them to death.
I would take away his hope.
I would tell him that his existance is pointless.
Even more, I would constantly threaten to kill him.
I kind of like him, and sometimes I’m good with him, but after all of this,

why is he still hanging out with me?

Being hard on yourself sometimes can have benefits, if you’re talking about things like discipline and self control, but this is crazy, it’s completely counterproductive.

Anxiety

December 14th, 2009

I have been having more than a few morbid thoughts. It’s depressive and annoying stuff .
Yes, I know I should do that more often, but what can you do now… Bite me.

(Eh… very mature Prabhu)

My moods have been going down, slow and steady. For a while it was the usual, chronic state of fatigue and hopelessness with causal lifts. I am obviously bad enough that I’m off work, I have cut off most relationships (or they have cut me off, anyway) and I am reduced to a living being who only seems to survive. There are toys that do more stuff than I do.

But of course there was room for it to become worse.

So it did.

It became a complete mess where I don’t want to do anything at all, the lifts are reduced to something worthless or non existent, and then, rather suddenly, anxiety took over completely.

There’s something about anxiety. Somehow my brain thinks that it is in such a threat that it needs to get away from whatever it is, right this second (fight or flight response). If the threat was a lion in the corner, then I’d run away from it, and, voila! problem solved (I don’t run that fast, but that’s another issue). However, in my case the threat is unspecific and it’s perceived to be everywhere, particularly inside my own brain.

There are no words to describe what that feels like (fine, technically there *are*, but I don’t know how to use them). It’s hard to breathe, my heart rate goes to the roof, everything seems distorted and horrible, and there’s a certainty that I’m going to die a horrible death any
second.

And here’s the worst part: NOTHING HAPPENS!

The brain gets ready to face a danger that never comes around. The state of mind perpetuates into something so unbearable that death seems to be a very good alternative.

My suicidal ideation has indeed become worse. Yes. But this I’m experiencing right now, this I figured it’s not a true wish to die. I just want to knock myself out. I want the anxiety to stop.

I’ll take care of the rest at a later time.

Note: Knowing that you are experiencing anxiety doesn’t make it any better. Cognition is very useless in these cases.

Brain Bugs

December 14th, 2009

When I created this blog, I didn’t intend it to be a journal on depression. I didn’t make any plans at all. I just wanted to have a mental record of a lot of things that don’t fit in my tiny memory.

But reading the latest entries, I can see how everything spins around depression. Boring. Now, when I turn off the computer, things don’t really change. It’s not that I focus too much on feeling depressed, is that it’s all there is at the moment.

Right now I am very irritable, so much that every little sound pierces my skull, I can’t even stand the voices of my family, and rage builds up inside me when they decide to ask me what the hell is wrong. Argh, people, just leave me the hell alone. But at the same time, don’t go.

I’ve not been sleeping most of the time, and this is weird even for me. I've been not sleeping
over 21 hours a day.

The brain keeps going from one glitch to the other.

Ping !

December 13th, 2009

Recently my sleep patterns have become ridiculous. It has been as though someone has mis-set a timer in my brain. Three hours and ping! wide awake.

Yesterday though I actually felt tired, and you know what, it was kind of lovely. After all the relentless energy I enjoyed being a bit quiet and sleepy. I needed that break, that space. And last night I slept for a blissful six hours.

I am not very well physically at the moment. My head hurts, my limbs ache and I keep having little hot and cold shivers. But I am relieved to realise this - for a little while I was scared my mood was crashing. My experience of depression is so physical that I can't always tell which kind of unwell I am.

She always said I was domesticated


December 13th, 2009

148
As a 1930s husband, I am
Very Superior

Scoring:
0-24 - Very Poor (Failure)
25-41 - Poor
42-58 - Average
59-75 - Superior
76+ - Very Superior
This is 148 out of 200. Maybe my score was higher because I indicated I’m okay with my anipra.
Whoops in my dreams !



Self appraisal form

December 12, 2009

Had to fill my self appraisal form for the year 2009.

It’s very difficult to say what is your strength and weakness are.

But I had to do it. I do not want to show my weakness, which

others is yet to be aware of.

To fill the form, I made a list of tasks/acheivements and later

edited it for clarity. Few of the questions I asked in the process are:

1. What are my specific acheivements?
2. What are my critical skills in my business?
3. What are the developments that I had when compared to
previous year?
4. What are new skills, process that I learned ?
5. Did I hinder any tasks?
6. Did I volunteer to additional tasks and responsibilty?
7. What are the new capabilities that I need to carry out my
current and future tasks?
8. About my communication skills?
9. What kind of influence I had on my team?
10. What are the skills that I lack?
11. My dedication and punctuality.
12. Did I acheive my previous year goals?
13. How could I improve?
14. How could I prove?
15. What are my goals for this new year?

Rajini-60 : Tribute To Thalaivar !

December 12th, 2009

Full-sized version of
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUDE


Actually this photo was taken in 1997  in his home. My uncle introduced me .He asked me about my studies and i told that i am studying +2. My mum interrupted and told that i am not at all concentrating in my studies. Thats all he started advising me for 15 mins about how to study & if u study well then only u can save the nation etc etc...at last he told that he will check my +2 results. Then we have break fast and he became more friendly with me, we take few photos and we wind up. It is one of my unforgettable moment in my life.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY THALAIVAA

Disclaimer

December 11th, 2009

Disclaimer:

I am not a medical professional and do not have medical training.
My writing is only my opinion and understanding of what I have read and researched.
This is in no way to be construed as medical advice.
I repeat this b coz one of my reader ask me to remove (medicine glossary)post. Sorry friend!
I have written only what Dr prescribes me

Sridharan anna & Maya anni Anniversary Wishes

December 11th, 2009

Thanks for being a couple of role models of marriage. Happy Anniversary.

SRIDHARAN - MAYA means

Love - Adore
Understand - Cherish
Share - Deserves
Happy - Happiness
Wish - Wishing
Hope - Hoping
Life - Lifetime
Future - Years
Time - Moments
Together - Share
Unite - United
Commitment - Great
Wonderful - Beautiful
Happy - Best
Special - Important
heart - Soul
Blessed - Blessing
Gift - Feeling
Understanding - Forgiving
Loving - Proving
Forever - Everlasting
Having - Holding
Remember - Reflect
Husband - Wife
Friend - Partner
Lover - Spouse

Lots to say .... they are made for each other.

Happy Birth day dude Bharathi

December 11th, 2009

Happy Birth day dude Bharathi

Born : 11 Dec 1882 in Ettayapuram, Thoothukudi Dist, in Saiva Brahmin family

Parents: Chinnasami Aiyar and Lakshmi Ammal (mother died in 1889)

Personal Name : Chinnasami Subramania Aiyar. The title "Bharathi" (Tamil Bharathi = Goddess Saraswathi ) conferred to him in 1893 in the Sabha of court-poets in recognition of his poetic talent-later it became his pet-name.

1894-1897: Studied in Hindu College, Tirunelveli.

15 June 1897 Married Chellamma, aged 7; 1898 father dies

1898-1902 stay at Banares with his aunt, learns Sanksrit, Hindi etc, entrance exam to Allahabad University.

1902-1904 Court poet at Ettayapuram; Aug-Nov 1904 Tamil teacher at Sethupathi High School, Madurai; Nov 1904 on the staff of Swedhesimithiran, well known Tamil daily of Madras;

1905 active political life starts; 1906 contact with Chidambaram Pillai, on the staff of radical daily Inthia; Attends Congress session in Calcutta, meets sister Nivedita.

1907 Editor of Inthiya and Bala Bharatha; meets Tilak, Aurobindo Ghosh, Lajpath Ray.

Composes partiotic songs publishes his first book "Swedhsa Geethangkal" in 1908

1908 Inthiya newspaper comes under govt surveilance, takes refuge in Pondicherry.

1909 2nd volume of poetry - janmmpUmi.

1908-1910 Inthiya paper published from Pondicherry; 1910 Aurobindo and VVS Aiyar come to Pondicherry.

1912 - 1918 stays in Pondicherry to avoid arrest by the british, writes political and other essays; composes poetry-Kannan Pattu, Kuyil Pattu, Panchali Sapatham,

1917 first edition of Kannan Pattu released.

Nov 1918 returns to India, got arrested and released after 34 days.

1918-19 leaves for Kilkattiyam and Ettayapuram, lives in poverty; 1919 goes to Madras meets Gandhi in Rajaaji's house; 1920 joins Swadesimiththran in Triplicane & he was killed by temple Elephant.

Resolute Mind I seek - மனதிலுறுதி வேண்டும்
Resolute mind I seek
Refined words I seek
Considerate thoughts I seek
Coveted things to be mine I seek
Dreams that turn real I seek
And turn real soon I seek
Wealth and happiness I seek
Fame in this world I seek
Clarity of vision I seek
Determination in work I seek
Women's liberation I seek
Protection of the creator I seek
Growth of this land I seek
Vision of heaven I seek
Triumph of truth I seek
Om Om Om Om

மனதி லுறுதி வேண்டும்,
வாக்கினி லேயினிமை வேண்டும்;
நினைவு நல்லது வேண்டும்,
நெருங்கின பொருள் கைப்பட வேண்டும்;
கனவு மெய்ப்பட வேண்டும்,
கைவசமாவது விரைவில் வேண்டும்;
தனமும் இன்பமும் வேண்டும்,
தரணியிலே பெருமை வேண்டும்.
கண் திறந்திட வேண்டும்,
காரியத்தி லுறுதி வேண்டும்;
பெண் விடுதலை வேண்டும்,
பெரிய கடவுள் காக்க வேண்டும்,
மண் பயனுற வேண்டும்,
வானகமிங்கு தென்பட வேண்டும்;
உண்மை நின்றிட வேண்டும்.
ஓம் ஓம் ஓம் ஓம்

Why is system design such

December 10th, 2009

Why is system design such a time consuming, eating-your-head task.
I am sure the outcomes are much worthier than the toil for a perfect
Design. Gifted are those who are software engineers, as of now.
Hectic week ahead and I was expecting to have fun atleast during
The coming weekend. Forecasts show that Mr.Snow is coming
Down his way this weekend spoiling the show. Snow, snow go away ;-)
Currently listening yanni’s one mans dream... Wow!!

Note 5

December 9, 2009

I HOPE THESE STORIES OF RECOVERY FROM DEPRESSION CAN BE HELPFUL TO YOU. THEY FOCUS ON CHANGING THE DESTRUCTIVE INNER BELIEFS THAT CAN THREATEN YOUR LIFE. RECOVERY TAKES TIME AND DETERMINATION, BUT THE PAYOFF IS REAL CHANGE. THERE IS NO SINGLE FORMULA FOR GETTING THERE BUT A HUNDRED PATHS. THE POINT IS TO PICK ONE THAT WORKS FOR YOU.

Paint by numbers

December 8th, 2009

My mood has lifted a little and I am beginning to “take pleasure in everyday things” as my psychiatrist asks every visit. I still however, have a hard time “getting out” especially in a crowd. I do go out. Going out is better and I feel safe in my little area of my community. Now I mainly go out, come home, and sit quietly surfing internet.

My therapist wants me to slowly adapt back to a “more normal life socially.” I know that lack of social support could lead me backwards instead of forward. Little by little I can rejoin the human race. I went out to eat with family this past weekend. I attended a marriage party(my brothers). I made it to temple, finally. I’m not ready for a concert or a mall full of people, but I am feeling more like interacting with people.

When I was first diagnosed, the therapist wanted me to have a hobby to focus on. I have never been good with hobbies. I had my brother take me to the store for some ideas. I grew frustrated and wanted to just leave, when he picked up a “paint by numbers” kit. We paid for it and took it home. I knew he would nag me to start, so I began immediately. It helped. It was the ugliest paint by number ever created but, a beautiful piece of artwork was not the goal. I needed a detour from my anxiety and the painting provided that for me.

Now I have my writing. It has been so hard to write lately. I find it slowly returning. The creativity is not there. The language and voice is still dormant. The goal however is not for me to write an award winning story, it is to provide relief from the ravages of anxiety.
So here I am, it is not where I want to be, but I am much closer.

Things I have learned

December 7th, 2009

Things I have learned in my life so far.

  • Complaining is silly. Either act or forget.
  • Thinking life will be better in the future is stupid. I have to live now.
  • Being not truthful works against me.
  • Helping other people helps me.
  • Organizing a charity group is surprisingly easy.
  • Everything I do always comes back to me.
  • Drugs feel great in the beginning and become a drag later on.
  • Over time I get used to everything and start taking it for granted.
  • Money does not make me happy.
  • Traveling alone is helpful for a new perspective on life.
  • Assuming is stifling.
  • Keeping a diary supports my personal development.
  • Trying to look good limits my life.
  • Worrying solves nothing.
  • Material luxuries are best enjoyed in small doses.
  • Having guts always works out for me.

Haitus- Or Not?

December 6th, 2009



At some points this blog has been my life, the only reason to get out
of bed was to post. The only thing to do, the only achievable thing,
another way not to fail. Failure was not to log onto wordpress and
not to answer my emails. Achievement was to leave a comment on
someone else’s blog, a simple life, lonely life, this place encompassed
it. Without it this place feels like a dark, lonely place. Its lonely logging
onto wordpress and knowing I can’t write, I have filled endless pieces
of paper with thoughts but it’s not the same. I have no idea what to do
with this place. Don’t know if I over reacted on Christmas Eve, don’t
know at all. Don’t know if they don’t know and don’t know what to do,
don’t even know if they don’t know I don’t know. This confusion, its
churning in my head, around and around. Relentless. I need here, and
I want here.

Memories are all I have left only for you ANIPRA

December 5th, 2009

Afraid of what I see, I struggle to even breathe.
My memories for ever leaving a scar on me, making me drop
To my knees.

No matter how hard I try, I feel frail, weak, and afraid to leave
My shell.Forever falling asleep on a pillow full of tears.
My heart feeling brittle, without fail, my blood leaving a trail.
I scream out, Will any one save me from myself, or will I have
To continue to fall?'

Falling into the depth of my mind, swallowed by those ghoulies
Of my memories,Afraid to even try to fight back.
I can hear the inconsistent laughter of these demons in my brain,
Rumbling through my head like a speeding train.
No matter how much I cry, I will never let you see a tear
Streak down my cheek.

I at least am not weak enough to let you see me, at my
Breakdowns peak.After a while of tear streaked pain,
I let it, knowing that i can't wash it all away, push it away,
Or wish every bit of it always. But, I know that it has not
Completely disappeared,Since nothing can ever go away for ever.

Between sleep & awake

December 4, 2009

Most people don’t understand what it is like to get lost in
Between sleep and awake. They never understand how
Vast a place, can fit in the space, between your ears, and
How your fears can become your weighty truth. Your life
Can become a nightmare in a minute, and it can happen to
You, because it happened to me, and I used to be you,
Before That Night. I was all of you, I was a normal person.
I had kinks and quirks and I made some stupid mistakes,
But I was just the same as any person on the street.
I could have been your brother, or your son. Or if you
Like, maybe I was your victim. Maybe I was the boy who sat
Next to you on the bus this morning. Maybe I served you in
The pub. Maybe you tried to sell me insurance on the phone
This afternoon. I look no different, I haven’t sprouted another
Head, my hair hasn’t fallen out, I haven’t turned green.
Maybe I’m sitting beside you as you read this. No one could
Ever know just by looking, the pictures in my head.

MSS Mudhal MSS Varai

December 2nd, 2009

In search of words to say. Your voice will always heard
And re-heard by the coming generations. You will live in
The hearts of all carnatic music lovers and non-lovers.
M.S.Subbulakshmi and her husband once stayed at
Pollachi in an Apartment. After lunch one day, MS began
Singing for the small gathering of friends who had assembled
In the apartment. To their dismay, repairs in the adjoining
Apartment provided a steady accompaniment of hammer
Knocks and metal sawing. MS’s host was embarrassed but
Said was helpless. MS alone seemed unconcerned and
Went on singing...

I’m Back!!!

December 1st, 2009



First of all, I owe an apology to those faithful readers of my blog. I disappeared without a word and looking back on it, that was a very bad decision on my part. So, I’m sorry.

At the time of my last post, I was spending a lot of time thinking about and living ANXIETY. I was watching videos on YouTube from other anxiety suffers, I was surfing websites for more information, and I had joined an online support group. I think it was joining the support group that put me over the top. It was wonderful to connect with people who were like me and it comforted me. However, I was finding that my support group were spending their entire day talking about anxiety. Be it posting on messages boards, chatting in a forum, creating blog posts, etc. etc.

I was trying to get away from anxiety not get more involved with it so I decided to just shut everything off. I didn’t want to lose anymore time to anxiety. My days were full of anxiety and anything that called for more attention on anxiety, at that moment, was a bad thing.

Now I am back at a place where I can once again begin to write about my experience. I am no longer spending hours upon hours surfing the Internet, searching for comfort. I still have anxiety and I will for the rest of my life. I have finally accepted that but that doesn’t mean that anxiety needs to run my life. Anxiety doesn’t define who I am. I am not an anxiety suffer.

I still see a psychologist every three weeks and will continue to do so. I am learning a lot about myself and how to have more control and most importantly live in the present moment.

Once again, I apologize for the disappearing act but I am back now and hope that my those who were here before will continue to come back and follow my journey so that we can heal and grow together.

Check list for moving to your new home

September 2nd, 2009


My New Home

You will need to cancel:

Newspaper delivery
Milk Delivery
Telephone*
Gas*
Water *
Electricity*
Security company if house alarm is monitored
Sky TV (they require prior notice)

Other things to arrange:

Arrange for the furniture removal van (if required)
Apply for transit insurance
Obtain a supply of packing cartons that’s if you are packing items
Arrange contents and fire insurance for your new home
Organize shifting times with the Purchaser of your home and the owner of your new home
Pack each room leaving the boxes stacked and labeled
Arrange for any rubbish to be removed
Pack all bedding
Pack perishables very carefully
Identify any breakable items to the removal men
Explain your packing procedures to the removal people and be at your new home when they arrive
Ensure that you have keys to all external doors to pass to new owner
Ensure parking are left with property
Leave instructions or advise new owners in regard to security systems etc
Advise your children's school that your children are leaving and the name of the new school so all files can be forwarded on to that school
Enrol your children in new school


The week before moving:

Reconfirm dates/times/locations for furniture removal people
Reconfirm moving in/moving out details and key arrangements

Things you will need to arrange for your new home:

Ensure that gas, electricity, and phone are connected before you move in
Ensure you have access to your new home before the furniture truck arrives
Arrange for newspaper and milk deliveries
Arrange for Sky TV or other connections
Arrange connection of security system (if monitored)
Ensure taps are available for connection of washing machine
Does your new home have smoke alarms
Find out what day is rubbish collection day


Moving can be a very stressing time and planning should ease it somewhat. We hope that after all this planning your move goes very smoothly.

One Year Ago Today...

September 1st, 2009



…if we got married. Happy anniversary to us!

I’m so unlucky. I have the best wife in the whole world. Even though caste was not been an issue for our marriage, i miss her. She was always been there for me, supporting me and doing everything she can to help things be better. We got engaged But our wedding is paused due to some reasons. But definitely we will be together again.
She was wonderful  ......

Goodbye, Emotion

July 31st, 2009

So, it appears my ability to show ANY emotion of ANY type has disappeared. Why? Who knows; it’s so frustrating to be on the brink of tears, but for then nothing to happen after that. Sometimes I just want to get what’s inside out, and I can’t. Sometimes feeling is enough to get this out, sometimes there’s nothing writing can do- what you write can bring you to the brink of tears, but after then? The cause is lost.

I’m feeling pretty okay, just this lack of being able to let out all this could be my downfall; I don’t want that. I want to be free to enjoy this week, next week and my summer, safe from what has haunted me for so long.

Emotional Development

July 30th, 2009

I need space, privacy, quiet. No-one to tell me what to do, or how to do it. Or no structure, no places to be or faces to put on. Just to hide, sleep, relax, do whatever, which is what holidays are really supposed to be about. The first 2 days were great, then I got worn out. Pretending so much is hard and I’m not used to being around people 24/7 or making decisions that aren’t spontaneous. I keep being asked things and I can’t plan that far ahead; neither can I decide about this new phone business- a 12/18 month contract is a long time to commit myself to being around for. It just seems so long, so far away, yet months still keep floating by. In 18 months I’ll be living in Chennai or somewhere and working. I need to decide as soon as possible about what to do, so I can get the benefit of it so I’m not paying for too many months. What will I do? I don’t know. It’s not just my nose that’s blocked, but my head too.

Hurt Cry Scream Angry !

July 29th, 2009

I hurt so much, I cry, I scream, I get so angry and I feel like I am totally out of control. Nothing matters anymore I simply no longer care.

Playing Safe

July 28th, 2009

Today while chatting my therapist and I were discussing my social life or rather lack of. We decided that I was being careful or “playing safe” as my title infers. I have learned through this journey there are people I can’t be with. It takes a knowledge of what is best for me and the discipline to follow through. I liken it to the kid who gets hurt by another playing in the sandbox. He or she gets up an moves to a different sandbox. The thing is I can’t just move, I have to leave the playground.

Being in the transition from bad relationships to better ones is hard. I think I can’t let my gaurd down. Yet, I know if I don’t bring my shield down a bit, I will stay reclusive. Not allowing others in is appealing, however, it is equally bad for continued healthiness. In my mind I think I will just take life alone to avoid the feelings I might incur from relationships. I remain alone and the loneliness becomes a faucet for unwanted feelings.

My only option is to play safe. I have a working knowledge of what characteristics of a relationship need to be present. I don’t need anyone who drains me, is reckless, harbors toxic feelings, and is basically incapable of a relationship. My relationships don’t need to know about my illness or even understand it. They do, however, need to be neutral at least in their view. I can’t relate with someone who has a negative view of mental illness.

I know I am safe inside my world. As I reach beyond it, I trust I have the skills to seek and find relations that help me. I remember the words of AA “Do no harm.” Me to others

Audience Participation Reqd!

July 27th, 2009

Okay, readers! I need your help…

… In recommending me good coping/distraction techniques!

I already know ones like music, exercise, going for a walk, reading, writing, cooking; but what else is there that I don’t know about? Thank youuu!

Had a delightful lunch at

July 26th, 2009

Had a delightful lunch at Marry brown, a restaurant in adyar.
While trying hook me on the code that I am writing, I am falling
Sleepy on my keyboard. That chicken burgger was at it’s best with
some cheese and chilly flakes, good enough to make me half awake
( optimistic view). Now,Tons of job at stakeUntil I am awake.
Poetry Lazy….Poetry. Sleep.

Recap

July 25th, 2009

December 22, 2008
What a week. All the good stuff happened (dinner at the in-laws’
place, lunch for charan’s birthday, night out with anna last night)
And it was all very enjoyable. Last night was particularly good.
While the dinner at grt grand was not really a success (the food
Was nice, but it was too noisy to hold a conversation), it was when
We all came back to our home that the night really picked up. We
All talked, laughed, ate and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. It was a
Really lovely evening.
It’s funny how, even when things are going well, depression can
Reassert its presence. For ex, this was a really social week for
Me. I enjoyed all of it. But,by yesterday,I was really tired.I could
Feel how tired I was. I did enjoy last night, but when i went to bed,
I was so tired I didn’t even put in my earplugs-and I slept like log.
(I always wear earplugs to bed. Not only does appa's snore like a
Train’s coming through, but I’m a light sleeper at the best of times)
Anyhow, I woke up this morning and, after breakfast, was surfing
Net, when I started to feel really sleepy. Not a problem, I thought,
I’ll have a nap. Now, as anyone who knows me will tell you, I’m a
Napper from waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back.
I can nap for three hours in the afternoon, then sleep for 12 hours
That night. I love my sleep, and without enough sleep, I’m feral.
So,off I toddle to bed. When i wake up it was bcoz the phone was
Ringing, not because I’d naturally woken up. Anyhow, I answered
The phone (it was amma, working on the reno) and got out of bed.
When i looked at the time, I did a double-take. I’d been asleep for
Six hours. Even at my most anaemic, I’d never napped for six
Hours before. Even when I had double pnuemonia, I didn’t nap
For six hours. Okay, it had been a long, busy week, and a late
Night, but six hours?! The only thing i can ascribe it to is the
Depression (together with getting to bed just after midnight
the night before). Amazing. So yes, it is incredible how a mental
Illness like depression can have such a strong physical impact.
That said, this week has been worth it.
Do I love feeling like I can enjoy socialising again.

Why is it that always

July 24th, 2009

Why is it that always the two-wheeler driver recieves a call
On his mobile when driving. While he is busy yapping on the
Phone, the poor pillion rider stares elsewhere and tries to
Pretend that he isn’t listening.

Beating depression, what are my option ?

July 23rd, 2009

Beating depression is a matter of first dealing with the symptoms and then dealing with the issues that are causing them. Once you have been evaluated and diagnosed by your doctor, you can begin.Taking advantage of the resources that are at your disposal will make overcoming depression a sure thing.

Antidepressants
Antidepressants can help to manage and alleviate the symptoms of your depression so that you can feel better and function more effectively in the here and now. They also make it easier to focus on treatment in the form of psychotherapy. Antidepressants may take up to several weeks to have their full effect. There may be an adjustment period where you experience side effects as well. If the side effects become bothersome or severe then you should talk them over with your doctor. If the side effects are too great or if the medication still is not doing its job even after you have been taking it for several weeks then you made need to try a different antidepressant. Even if you are feeling better, you need to keep taking your medication as prescribed. The medication is helping you to feel better so you want to continue taking it. If you feel that you wish to stop then talk it over with your doctor. This way you can both decide if going off of your medication is the best decision. If it is then your doctor will be able to instruct you how to do it gradually. By lowering your dosage in stages, you will make the process of
Ceasing your medicinal treatment as easy on you as possible.

Counselling
You will want to get counselling, too. This talk therapy will allow you to seek out the underlying psychological causes of and contributors to your depression. There are a few things to keep
In mind. Be honest with your therapist. You are there to get to the root of your problems so be completely honest with your therapist. Your therapist cannot help unless he or she knows the truth; The whole truth. Be open to trying new things. Your therapist may have suggestions for exercises that may make you uncomfortable. You need to trust your therapist, or get one
You can trust. The healing process depends on the therapeutic relationship. If you want to learn and grow then you will have to go beyond what you know. Overcoming depression means
managing symptoms then removing what is causing them.

This is the path to recovery.

Feeling more human

July 22nd, 2009

I am actually starting to feel a bit more human. Thank goodness,
I’m stoked I’m feeling better in time for the weekend - there’s
Lots of work to be done. Plus, I suspect I’ll be returning to a
Mountain of work on Saturday, following my recent extended
Absences, so I need to be on the ball.

’Tis the season to eat too much

July 21st, 2009
Another flat out week. I’ve had more people crying in my office
This week than I have had in the last couple of months. (It’s
Actually my business to sort out people’s work-related problems.
Yay for an interesting but frustrating business, hey?)
It’s been a blur, really. I had training on one day at chennai ,
It wiped that day out for anything else. In fact,it wiped me out,too.
I came home and fell asleep instantaneously. I also had a number
Of meetings with various people,which,while it’s integral part of
My business, prevented me from getting paperwork stuff off my
‘to do’ list. Still, it’s gone very quickly, and it’s now a week closer
To our holiday. Woohoo!

i had my dinner with my anna & anni, last night. It was
At a swanky restaurant, with anna picking up the tab (always
A bonus). We ate, and enjoyed ourselves. It was really lovely.
Yes, it’s early in December to be having a Christmas dinner
With family, But my brother flies out to america next week back,
So it was really the last chance with everyone in the country to
Get together. And it was very enjoyable. Despite the fact i had
Also been out for business work earlier in the day, we still ate
Plenty and had the energy to have fun. What ever fun but i
Miss my ANI without her nothing makes me happy.

Other than work , not a lot has really been happening this week.
Three evenings out of five, I’ve come home and fallen asleep.
I suspect i’m still not really recovered from this depression;
I’ve had a nasty throat which doesn’t seem to be really improving,
And I’m more that normally tired. However, there doesn’t seem to
Be anything that medical profession can do that hasn’t been tried,
So I’m just going to take it easy and see how it goes. Maybe
I should even try the whole clean-living, fruit and vegies thing.

We’re slowly getting ready for shifting home to Tirupur. As we
Leave in a week or so, that’s probably a good thing. Every thing is
Organised. I just need to finalise our home. This is fiddly, as i need
Medical reports from our specialists to say that i am ok .
Eh, I’ll worry about that closer to the time.

Any help is much appreciated

July 20th, 2009

I love my business. And at times, I hate it.
I love being able to help people. I seem to have a strong
Natural ability to read people. I can tell if they’re lying,
Genuine, hiding something, if there’s more to the story.
I can feel compassion for just about anybody. I also know
That there’s no black and white, only shades of grey. This
Makes it easy to help sort out interpersonal issues, which is
My job in my business.
On the other hand, I’m an introvert. (For those of you who
Are familiar with the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator, I’m an
INFJ - another reference is here). I love listening to, and
Helping people, but it exhausts me. It’s a paradox.

Today I spent all day listening to people, all of whom had
Problems of varying magnitudes. When I’m listening, I am an
Active listener. I ask questions, I watch body language, I seek
Out details that the person may have glossed over accidentally
Or intentionally, I take notes. I don’t notice it at the time, but
Afterwards, I feel like a light bulb that’s been producing huge
Amounts of light and heat, which has been switched off. I feel
Drained, and my brain is normally teeming with the different
Issues raised, and the best way to approach them.

So yes, I spent pretty much all of today doing this. I’m tired.
I can see how people can burn out from this kind of job.
I’m just not sure at this point, how to prevent this huge energy
Drain that happens. If you know of any resources which address
This, I’d really appreciate a head’s up.

I have the right ...

July 19th, 2009

I have the right to ask for what I want.
I have the right to say no to requests or demands I can’t meet.
I have the right to express all of my feelings, positive or negative.
I have the right to change my mind.
I have the right to make mistakes and not have to be perfect.
I have the right to follow my own values and standards.
I have the right to say no to anything when I feel I am not ready,
It is unsafe, or it violates my values.
I have the right to determine my own priorities.
I have the right not to be responsible for others’ behavior, actions,
Feelings, or problems.
I have the right to expect honesty from others.
I have the right to be angry at someone I love.
I have the right to be uniquely myself.
I have the right to feel scared and say “I’m afraid.”
I have the right to say “I don’t know.”
I have the right not to give excuses or reasons for my behavior.
I have the right to make decisions based on my feelings.
I have the right to my own needs for personal space and time.
I have the right to be playful and frivolous.
I have the right to be healthier than those around me.
I have the right to be in a nonabusive environment.
I have the right to make friends and be comfortable around people.
I have the right to change and grow.
I have the right to have my needs and wants respected by others.
I have the right to be treated with dignity and respect.
I have the right to be happy.

You and me we used

July 18th, 2009


You and me

We used to be together

Everyday together always

I really feelThat

I’m losing my best friend

I can’t believe

This could be the end

It looks as though you’re letting go

And if it’s real

Well I don’t want to know

Just that I don’t speak much.

I love You ANIPRA

Breathing slowly & deeply

July 17th, 2009
I’m both excited and very nervous.I know that the stress
Is getting to me. My sleep has been all over the place - I
Wake up every night between 2am and 3am, and am awake
For up to three hours. Also, I’m clenching my teeth in my
Sleep. I’m also getting the sickish feeling in my stomach.
At this point, I’m just trying to remember to breathe deeply
And think positively. I was repeating to myself, ‘I am strong
And able to handle this….. I am strong and able to handle this…'.
I just hope it’s true.

I’m also trying to keep a watchful eye on my mental health at
The moment. I don’t want to fall off the deep end, with
Everything that’s happening. My psychiatrist has also said that
Some people reach a good level of drug dosage on OLEANZ, then
After being on it for a while, it seems to just lose a bit of
Effectiveness. He said an increase of even 5mg can right things,
And has given me the go-ahead to increase my dose if I notice
This happening. I just want to be sure that if I do increase my
Dose, it’s for the right reasons, not because of temporary stress
Which will pass. The difficulty is knowing the difference.On the
Topic of depression, earlier this week a friend of me sent aCouple
Of books by Matthew Johnstone. His book,I Had a Black Dog,
Is a pictorial depiction of what it’s like to live with depression.
It describes exactly what it’s like. I’ve not comeAcross anything
Before which outlines the effect depression has on your life - on
Relationships, your view of the world, and the numbness you feel.
This book captures it perfectly. I strongly recommend it for
People who suffer from depression. He and his wife have also
Written a companion book which is specifically aimed at anyone
Who’s in a relationship with someone who is depressed.
Both books are well worth reading.
(And no, I’m not getting paid to write this!!)

I do have more to say, but it’s getting late and,
Well, I need my sleep. Night!

When I'm not in my right mind . . .

July 16th, 2009

. . . my left mind gets very full.
Having an odd day. I woke up and something else in my mind woke
Up with me. It was the energy, sat in the right side of my head singing
And giggling and wanting to leap around like the foolish thing it is.
I was in a quiet, flat, reflective mood, managing to do a few chores
While the energy bounced in my skull and sang loudly at me. I had to
Endure a lot of JINGLE BELLS!.

I write it this way because this is the way I experience it. What the
Truth of it is I don't know. But when this part of my mind is in
Executive control I can be very child-like. One night in hospital
I managed to pull down all the curtains while attempting to get
Round the room without touching the floor. Then I had to hide
In the garden and jump around behind the shed.

As the day went on the world got very mobile and my thoughts
Got fast and fragmented and I had to do some pacing.
In the end I took OLEANZ.
The crisis team came and told me that I work very hard to deal
With my problems and that is good. So I feel officially patted
On the head.

Relapse

July 15th, 2009

I spent an hour today with my psychiatrist. We discussed the
Recent turn of events (which has been primarily downwards),
Symptoms (incredible clumsiness, feeling of detachment,
Crying lots, etc etc) and dosages of OLEANZ & MIRTAZ15.
As of tonight, I’m jumping from 5mg/day to 10mg/day. He
Did warn me that the dose needed to stabilise me is not going
To be the dose for long-term recovery. In other words, 10mg
May only stabilise me for the short term. If I have another
‘fall in the hole’ experience in three or six months’ time, I’ll be
Taken off OLEANZ and put onto something else.
Well, doesn’t that sound like fun, kiddies?
At this point, I’m hopeful but nervous. Having been through
This before, I don’t want to be okay, then fall apart, just when
It looks like I’ll be fine. Especially as it will mean a whole new
Drug, with new side effects that I’m not expecting. That said,
Any other drug can’t possibly destroy my mind drive quite the
Way the OLEANZ has, but that’s a story for another day, when
I’m not crying over everything.
I have to say, major depressive disorder has knobs on it. And not
In a good way. This is something I discussed at length with my
Psychologist today. We also talked about why my mother doesn’t
Understand depression, despite experiencing it herself; my
Expections of myself; and why it’s not necessarily a good thing to be
An overachiever. It was useful, if exhausting.
Still, even if I’m crazy, at least I have my family who loves me
Anyhow. Thank God.

A Bad Few Days

July 14th, 2009

I’ve been overly stressed the last few days, I’m wondering if it is the pressure of the holiday season. My anxiety has been very high and I’ve been bad. I ran to Dr. Google to diagnose whatever it is I’m suffering from. So frustrating.

Medicine Glossary

July 13th, 2009

This page is a record of my med changes, starting in July 09. Prior that I had been on pretty stable doses and didn’t really see a need to document my med regiment anywhere. Now I do. Most current cocktail will always be at the top.

Mornings

Becozinc 1

Evenings

Bay-cip TZ 1
Zee 0.5 mg, 1
Sulpitac, 50 mg, 1
Oleanz plus 1
Mirtaz, 15 mg 1

Somewhere Lost In Space And Time

July 12th, 2009

I’m exhausted. I can’t function. Everything’s a blur, everything’s a mess, my head can’t cope. Things are spinning out of control. Guess what I’m doing the next 3 days? That’s not going to help, it really isn’t, but that’s what I have to do. I’m getting sick of being told that well, at least I’m earning money. I’m past the stage of not caring, I really couldn’t care less. All I care about is actually being able to function and my health not deteriorating too far. Yet I’m torn, and I know which way it’s going to go, the same way it always does.

World Of Prabhu

July 11th, 2009

I apologise for the lack of updates, just there’s not actually much to write about at the moment! Tiredness has taken over and only really provides a limited topic for discussion followed by something such as I need to work less. This week I have 3 days off, then the week after an appointment which will hopefully provide some fodder!
Now, however, is sleep time: I’ve scheduled in 11 hours so here’s hoping!

While I Was Sleeping ...

July 10th, 2009

... this blog's visitor count passed 1500.

Thank you to everyone who has bothered to look, and a special thank you to all those that visit regularly and those who comment.

You've helped to make this last year bearable.

Life Is Not A Bowl Of Cherries

July 8th, 2009

That's such a silly expression. I don't even particularly like cherries; unless they are the glace kind, and those I love.

Life at the moment is difficult. I am still having problems coming to terms with the end of therapy, and the acute feeling of abandonment that I am suffering as a result. The heat is making me very tired and with the hot nights I am not sleeping particularly well. My self-esteem is low and I am having a crisis of confidence, which is not exactly helpful.

What I really need is something good to happen in my life, but the chances of that are pretty non-existent at the moment, so I will carry on living one day at a time and hope that the depression will lift sometime in the not too distant future.

And when it does, I don't want a bowl of cherries; I want grapes.

While I Was Sleeping ...

July 7th, 2009

... this blog's visitor count passed 1000.

Thank you to everyone who has bothered to look, and a special thank you to all those that visit regularly and those who comment.
You've helped to make this year bearable.

Giving Thanks

July 6th, 2009

Thank you for the feedback. I must say how amazing it is to hear from everyone, please keep the comments coming.

You see, originally I doubted my ability to create this blog and came close to giving up. Now, it is the one thing the pushes me out of bed each morning. It is the endless support I receive each day that makes me so sure I have done the right thing.

I want to express the utmost gratitude to everyone who has been by my side yesterday, today and tomorrow. Knowing I am not alone has helped me gain strength through positive feedback and great company. It is you guys who make me brave.

Until next...

Keep smiling.

I Love More Than My Life

July 5th, 2009

She is the girl I love more than my life. It’s been forever since I have written. I guess I have felt like I shouldn’t write about things if they weren’t about Anipra. That’s silly and from here on out, this is not a blog about my struggles with Anipra. She is no longer my struggle and I want this to reflect that. The last few years have been great and they deserve to be remembered far more than the awfulness that preceded.

Writer’s Block

July 4th, 2009

I have been writing for most of my life. There are probably at least a dozen journals hidden within my bookshelves. I have even more in my attic. Small notebooks with scribbled phrases are tucked here and there waiting to be formulated into a story. Expressing myself with words takes me to a special place. It is my gift to myself and my gift to others. I cast myself fortunate that I am able to verbalize the words in my head. Communicating in written word as well as oral, provides me with comfort. I happen to feel they are both for me. If someone else finds my small utterances significant, I receive even greater pleasure.

Lately, academic writing has kept away other intentions. I’ve had hours of research time invested in my products. Now, with my time being released from this genre, it is hard to find where my creativity left off. Finally, I just took a break. When I woke up this morning, I decided to return, yearning to “bang the keys once more.” It is almost as if I have kicked the block down. Returning to the place I know best.

Money Is A Major Trigger

July 3rd, 2009

There was a song that I used to listen to all of the time in college. All I remember is that the guy was yelling “money” over and over and over and over.

Sometimes it feels like my life is like that. Is there enough? Are we going to be okay? Is the sky falling? What about this bill? What about that one?

It is such a trigger. I fight about it. I struggle against it. I never feel calm around it.

That is all I wanted to say. Money is a major trigger.

Oh, and so is noise.

Thanks For Sticking With Me

July 2nd, 2009


Sorry for the lack of posts, everyone. I have an actual, proper post under construction – it’s taking a while, but hopefully should be ready to go later today (but don’t hold me to that).

But in the meantime I just wanted to say thanks for sticking with me. I’ve just checked my stats, and 50-60 of you are still popping by every day, which given that I basically haven’t posted anything in hours is really quite remarkable, I think. In any case I am pathetically grateful. Thank you.

To Myself, And To Others

July 1st, 2009

I say to myself, and to others:

You can be broken down, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can fall apart, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can have nothing to offer for now, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can be at your lowest ebb, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can be depressed, contorted, wounded, or distraught, and I will hold and love you that way.
I will do this with no insistence that you be fixed.
Especially for my depressed Indian.