I am having problems coping with life in general and work. Seems when I come home, I can't seem to get the noise outa my head.... I am taking my meds as prescribed, but it does not seem to work. Thoughts keep popping into my head and can't get them to go away.

I guess a side effect of the drugs is alcohol, no longer seems to work to escape... No matter how much I consume it seems I can't escape. Many may think that is great, however, its disturbing to me.

Wife is having issues with what I could be doing to myself, and can't blame her. I am so tired of this crap.

Do you think its possible the alcohol is contributing to the noise? Or the combination of alcohol and medication? Just a thought, I could be way off.

Have you talked with your doctor about all this? S/he may have some answers or different medication. Maybe a different diagnosis??

My next question, is there anything other than the noise that you are trying to escape from? Perhaps talking about what ever that may be with a close friend, doctor, or therapist could help you resolve what ever it is and then you wouldn't have to escape it.

Good luck

Zoie,

You have some points for me to look at. I have been working with my therapist on several issues. Thinking about some things you said, maybe, I am trying to escape the uncertainty of the future and who I really am. I think I am getting closer to finding the real me.

Newf.. I've found the journaling helps get rid of the clutter that is bothering me. Have you tried writing down your thoughts? Sometimes just getting it on paper will help *quiet* the clutter in our brains.

Newfie,

My advice: as soon as you get home get an hour's worth of strenuous exercise, whatever might do it. Walk the doggies, but walk fast, or mow the lawns with a push mower, or run, or lift weights (you seem like a potential weight lifter guy to me), and just work up a good sweat. You'll feel better, think more clearly, and sleep better. Get out and move, move, move, babe!

Sandy

The exercise could DEFINITELY help. We run intervals three times a week (trying to train for a 10k next year) and I've found that I'm much, mmmmm, not calmer, not focused....

I'm much more peaceful after the runs.

But to be honsest, I HATE the running. I'm doing because the wife and kids want to. So why not, can't hurt.

I much prefer biking.

Hey Newfie,

I'm a recovered alcoholic (but not a preachy one :p)

Do you think the drinking is a problem?

Graf, Don't think the drinking is a problem. I normally don't drink to excess and sometimes go for periods of no alcohol

The exercise stuff, I do walk quite a bit, and as soon as I finish remodeling D's bedroom so she is out of the spare room I am going to bring in my total gym and get back into that.

In regards to the strenuous exercise making your heart beat faster I do have a theory.

When you are born, your heart is going to beat X amount of times. That said, not sure I would want to waste them on doing something sweaty and like running! Maybe sex, but running? Anyway, a paradox for you to think about

Newfie,

The last presentation in the "gift" series was John Ratey talking about the effects of exercise. It builds brain cells, if nothing else. So yeah, even if your heart only beats a certain number of times, you're still going down in better mental shape when you do. Just a thought back at 'ya! ;) Sure helps me.

Sandy

ROFL I guess there really is a reson for wild and intensive sex workouts :D

Newfie,

....... So yeah, even if your heart only beats a certain number of times, you're still going down in better mental shape when you do.
Sandy

I'm a gardener, no noise during the working hours, but once I'm home the noise starts up, probably down to sudden inactive-ness / boredom.

I normally get on the guitar and enter a deep hyperfocus, the flow of music feels great, reality non-existent :). But literally, as soon as I stop I feel like crap, get anxious and frustrated.

Its the need for constant stimulation....

I have been on the journey to find the real me for a long time.

One of the most important things I have learned is that I am who I am supposed to be in this moment. I am whole complete and perfect. As is everyone else.

There has been many days where I forget that, I get lost in who I think I should be or what I should be doing and so obsessed with why I am not there yet or why I can't seem to fulfill/complete things in life.

Its only when I take a step back and breathe. Take responsibility for my life and the choices that I have made. When I stop blaming my dad and everyone else in my life for the way I turned out, that I am able to stand tall in who I am.

Like I said, there are days when this seems impossible. But it could be a place to stand or come from if it works for you.


Keep us posted on your progress