I called Veritas.

[veritas]

Originally Posted by Objective

C.d.m: Want to evaluate me some day? ^^ Dead serious and I'm curious about how good you really are. I'm pretty much fucked up so I got a few therapists under my belt, perhaps I'm able to evaluate you as a therapist as well. I live in Norway so calling your number is out of the question. Drop me your skype or aim if you're up for it.

what is your main problem?

[Objective]

Originally Posted by c.d.m.

what is your main problem?

I thought you believed in confidentiality. But allright. Not giving a fuck or any motivation at all to do the necessary deeds to deal with dysthemia. Drained for energy most of the time. Own problems delve into my dreams, having 2-3 dreams a night is a normal thing. So on top of low fatigue (wich is normal for people with dysthemia) I wake up just as tired as I was when I fell asleep. Since I have learned to look upon night terrors as a great experience like watching horror movies in order to deal with it, my brain no longer shield me from the extremely brutal dreams. (We're talking family members getting chopped up and/or raped while I'm forced to watch kinda dreams). Lucid dreams is also an occurring thing of my already fucked up sleeping pattern (wich basicly is non-existent as well). As many don't know, or maybe not experience during a lucid dream, is that they drain you for energy more than a regular dream does.

I got a negative outlook on existence as there's no real meaning in life beside of whatever you fool yourself to believe. I constantly feel that anything I, or anyone do, doesn't really matter. So what's the point, right? Basicly what I'm saying is; Emotions is a product of evolution for our species to survive, whatever I choose to believe in isn't really ''me'' anyways. It's a product that just happens to be. Life itself is nothing but a huge trick. Because of this I also believe that therapy is simply manipulating ourselves to reach a fake paradise. If I manage to get there I visualize my life to be kinda like Pyro in this video;

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUhOnX8qt3I

Being in that state is better than nothing, so I guess I'm not a lost case yet.. How can I learn to ''live'' again and actually care about what happens to me, the chicks I fuck and the people I talk with on a daily basis?

[Split]

Originally Posted by Objective

I thought you believed in confidentiality. But allright. Not giving a fuck or any motivation at all to do the necessary deeds to deal with dysthemia. Drained for energy most of the time. Own problems delve into my dreams, having 2-3 dreams a night is a normal thing. So on top of low fatigue (wich is normal for people with dysthemia) I wake up just as tired as I was when I fell asleep. Since I have learned to look upon night terrors as a great experience like watching horror movies in order to deal with it, my brain no longer shield me from the extremely brutal dreams. (We're talking family members getting chopped up and/or raped while I'm forced to watch kinda dreams). Lucid dreams is also an occurring thing of my already fucked up sleeping pattern (wich basicly is non-existent as well). As many don't know, or maybe not experience during a lucid dream, is that they drain you for energy more than a regular dream does.

I got a negative outlook on existence as there's no real meaning in life beside of whatever you fool yourself to believe. I constantly feel that anything I, or anyone do, doesn't really matter. So what's the point, right? Basicly what I'm saying is; Emotions is a product of evolution for our species to survive, whatever I choose to believe in isn't really ''me'' anyways. It's a product that just happens to be. Life itself is nothing but a huge trick. Because of this I also believe that therapy is simply manipulating ourselves to reach a fake paradise. If I manage to get there I visualize my life to be kinda like Pyro in this video;

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUhOnX8qt3I

Being in that state is better than nothing, so I guess I'm not a lost case yet.. How can I learn to ''live'' again and actually care about what happens to me, the chicks I fuck and the people I talk with on a daily basis?

I self diagnosed myself with dysthemia last summer... might've been withdrawal from meds though. But I know how you feel about being unable to motivate yourself to do anything/ really retard sleep schedules, its not so bad anymore... main thing that helped was running often/ regular exerxise