Lately, I've been grappling with a significant decision—the decision to start medication (🌸⊙︿⊙). It's not something I took lightly (🌸^︿^), as I initially believed I should be able to manage my mental health without it. However, a recent depressive episode, though brief, brought me face-to-face with an unsettling existential question: What is the point of it all? (🌸⊙﹏⊙)💭
This episode wasn't about a desire to end things, but a profound exhaustion (🌸。T_T。), a weariness that comes from constantly striving to improve in areas where I feel stuck—relationships, work, hobbies (🌸ᴗ_ᴗ). The frustration compounds, leading me to feel like I'm broken for not being able to enjoy life like others seem to (🌸。•︿•。).
My psychiatrist recommended medication, and while I logically understand it could help (🌸•ᴗ•) I felt uneasy (🌸⊙.⊙). Then, a friend's comment, influenced by their psychologist girlfriend, struck a nerve (🌸◣◢)💢. Though well-intentioned, it echoed the doubts I already had (🌸。>﹏<。). Was I taking the easy way out by using medication? Was I not working hard enough on myself? (🌸◡︿◡)💭
As I've reflected more on this, I realized something profound (🌸^‿^)✨: my reaction to their comment was less about what they said and more about my own internal struggles (🌸⊙_⊙)🧠. My history of placing my self-worth on others—the result of growing up in an unstable, emotionally charged environment—has shaped how I process decisions like this (🌸⊙︿⊙). I grew up trying to control my environment, particularly in relation to my mother's unpredictable emotional states (🌸。T_T。), and I learned early on that my well-being was tied to pleasing others (🌸◉︿◉). It was a survival mechanism, but it left me disconnected from my own needs (🌸。•︿•。).
Now, as I try to figure out what I want from life (🌸^▽^)🌀, it feels like a daunting, almost impossible task (🌸⊙﹏⊙). How can I untangle myself from the patterns of my past and start looking inward? I've been reading and reflecting on this, realizing that much of my self-worth has been placed in the hands of others (🌸◉﹏◉)✨o💭. But now, it's time to reclaim that for myself (🌸☆‿☆)🌟.
Exploring What Brings Me Joy
One thing I do know is that certain activities make me happy (🌸^‿^)🧡. They've been a part of my life for so long, offering comfort and escape (🌸^‿^)🌸. But here's the dilemma: they've also become a coping mechanism, and I don't want to lean too heavily on them (🌸⊙︿⊙). I believe I'm managing them in a healthy way now—balancing them with other responsibilities—but still, there's a part of me that questions if it's enough (🌸。•︿•。). Are they just another way to avoid the deeper issues I need to confront? (🌸⊙_⊙)💭
Another interest of mine feels passive, like I'm just consuming content rather than engaging with something that fosters personal growth. While I enjoy watching, it doesn't feel fulfilling in the way I want it to (🌸◡︿◡). It's almost like I'm still looking outward, not inward (🌸⊙︿⊙)💭.
And here's where things get tricky (🌸・_・)💧: I know these activities bring me joy (🌸◔‿◔)🧡, but they don't seem to touch the deeper part of me that I'm searching for (🌸ᴗ_ᴗ)🌧️. They don't answer the bigger questions of Who am I? What do I want? (🌸o︿o)🍃💭
Looking for Small Steps
This is where I realize the importance of small steps—of being present with the things I already enjoy (🌸^‿^)🧡, like my hobbies, and asking myself why they make me happy (🌸^▽^)💭. Maybe this isn't about finding a grand, all-encompassing passion right now, but rather about reconnecting with myself through the things I already do (🌸☆‿☆), albeit in a more intentional way (🌸^‿^)📝.
Philosophically, this process feels like peeling back layers of conditioning, societal expectations, and self-imposed narratives to uncover the raw, unfiltered me (🌸^‿^). It's both terrifying and freeing to acknowledge that I don't have all the answers—and maybe I never will (🌸。>﹏<。)💭. But I can start by listening more closely to what resonates within me, not outside of me (🌸☆‿☆)🌟.
In a way, this whole process of reflection feels like I'm standing at the edge of something vast and unknown (🌸⊙_⊙)🌀. I can't see the whole path, but I can start with the first step: giving myself permission to explore without needing to have it all figured out (🌸•ᴗ•)🧡✨.
For now, I'll focus on what's in front of me (🌸^‿^)✨, reflecting on the emotions that surface and trying not to rush toward solutions (🌸◉‿◉)🧘♀️. Instead, I'll let myself be with the uncertainty, and allow the answers to reveal themselves in their own time (🌸☆‿☆)🌟.
Marsey
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Recieving personal insults and getting told that I'm wrong is the whole reason I'm here though.
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Your posting style is interesting and weird to me. I hardly ever use emojis or emoticons when typing something serious.
I think your post itself is interesting and makes a lot of sense. Ignoring my intense distate for almost all drugs, I agree with your willingness to examine even apparently unproductive and unfulfilling activities if you find yourself coming back to them. I believe that if a person makes a choice, then there must be some sort of association (even if it may ultimately be faulty) with things that the person truly values. I believe that even a lack of motivation, or an urge to procrastinate can serve a valuable purpose to someone.
My suggestion for you, if you do more thinking about your activities, is to think about what is necessary in order for people to be able to take part in those activities, and to ask yourself whether you are contributing to that. What do you think?
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Reading the last part of your comment was like spotting a ladybug glowing softly in the night (🌸✧‿✧)🐞✨, a tiny but perfect moment that lights up your way (🌸・ᴗ・)💫, even if briefly (🌸◡‿◡)🌟."
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