- May 19, 2003
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About three weeks ago, my father died. He was someone I talked to every single day, and we were more like best friends than father-son. I loved the guy more than he knew, and I am sure he knew it.
Ever since then, I am having a really hard time coping. I can't sleep, and can't concentrate on anything except a fucking PSP. I don't know why, I don't usually game for longer than 2 minutes lately, but I've logged 40+ hours playing Star Ocean in less than a week. I have the urge to just break it across my face.
I've lost interest in everything. I don't want to go to the gym, I hate my car, I hate everything I liked. The other day I had the urge to crash it into a wall - not to hurt myself, but just to crash it. I can't stand anything anymore. Everything reminds me of him.
I thought I was OK, but I think as shock is wearing off, I am starting to have small panic attacks. I can't lie down at night without my heart trying to break through my chest - and even know as I sit in my work cafeteria typing on my laptop, I feel like there is a ton of weight on me. I'm taking lunch late so that I can be alone for a bit.
Also, I can't stop going to the bathroom for whatever reason. I usually go twice a day, now I'm going maybe 5-10 times a day. Most of it is productive, but I am worried about how quickly food is passing through me. I caught myself trembling last week.
I don't feel overly stressed, but there are moments I'm getting flashes and forget to breathe - I am hoping I don't break down at work and embarrass myself.
Ugh - anyone have any ideas on what to do? I don't have many people I want to talk to. I'm not one to share feelings. I don't think I need a doctor, but I am having a tough time relaxing. I'm not feeling suicidal guys, just a little destructive. :\
Please forgive me if I don't respond back. Even posting threads here is proving to be more of a challenge than I thought.
This is the first death I've had to deal with. It was a really big one too.
Ever since then, I am having a really hard time coping. I can't sleep, and can't concentrate on anything except a fucking PSP. I don't know why, I don't usually game for longer than 2 minutes lately, but I've logged 40+ hours playing Star Ocean in less than a week. I have the urge to just break it across my face.
I've lost interest in everything. I don't want to go to the gym, I hate my car, I hate everything I liked. The other day I had the urge to crash it into a wall - not to hurt myself, but just to crash it. I can't stand anything anymore. Everything reminds me of him.
I thought I was OK, but I think as shock is wearing off, I am starting to have small panic attacks. I can't lie down at night without my heart trying to break through my chest - and even know as I sit in my work cafeteria typing on my laptop, I feel like there is a ton of weight on me. I'm taking lunch late so that I can be alone for a bit.
Also, I can't stop going to the bathroom for whatever reason. I usually go twice a day, now I'm going maybe 5-10 times a day. Most of it is productive, but I am worried about how quickly food is passing through me. I caught myself trembling last week.
I don't feel overly stressed, but there are moments I'm getting flashes and forget to breathe - I am hoping I don't break down at work and embarrass myself.
Ugh - anyone have any ideas on what to do? I don't have many people I want to talk to. I'm not one to share feelings. I don't think I need a doctor, but I am having a tough time relaxing. I'm not feeling suicidal guys, just a little destructive. :\
Please forgive me if I don't respond back. Even posting threads here is proving to be more of a challenge than I thought.
This is the first death I've had to deal with. It was a really big one too.