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Is there monsters in my closet?
Good times: I slept a lot the last two days.
Bad times: My leg is paining a lot more lately.
Good times: My dad bought me a coffee and had it for me when I woke up woot.
Bad times: I am no longer allowed in Tim Hortons for three weeks.
'Martin' wrote on '22:Thank you for sharing, Franky.
You know, a post like that just shows how devastating insomnia can be – and most people just don't realise this. I hope your sleep is getting a little better – have you thought about staying in when your sleep deprivation is as bad as it was when you went to the mall?
I think this is a good discussion you've started and I hope to see other members chime in with their experiences of insomnia taking control of (or at least influencing) their lives.
I have thought about staying in, I think I will from now on, it's not like I would attack anyone or anything just it's hard to deal with everything.
'mspeekay' wrote on '22:I wish I could write a useful reply to that. Your insomnia is so much more extreme than mine, apart from the fact if I got to the stage you were at I wouldn't have the mental strength to go out – I'd hide in my flat on my own. So give yourself some credit for still trying to function and not giving up.
I do think you should think about what the doctor said though, and consider checking into hospital for a while.
I wish I had something else useful I could say. xx
Hospital they'd just fill me full of sleeping medicine, which I don't want to have in me, I always wake up really sick no matter what the dosage or type, or I get really high.
Don't worry about it, was just posting it to ask people what's the worst they've gotten and why I've been absent.
If I didn't have the willpower and mental strength I have I wouldn't be able to do pretty much anything.
I was diagnossed with OCD at the same time as Schizoid Personality disorder, mines managble as well, mines harmless but sometimes gets bad. Know mcdonalds cups with the little raised circles that you can press down? those and ones on other cups when I see them I have to push them down, sometimes I just push the three or so down, a few times I pushed 187 down before feelign good.
One definition of insomnia is difficulties initiating and/or maintaining sleep, or nonrestorative sleep, associated with impairments of daytime functioning or marked distress for more than 1 month.
There are plenty of definitions for it, I believe that people now use insomnia way to much as a means of expressing a sleep problem when they don't even have it, I was diagnossed with Chronic insomnia, and it really does make me angry when people I know who are a few years young than I even ones my age, say so franky I understand what your going through now, I didn't get any sleep two days ago and last night I only got five hours sleep.
These people don't have insomnia they have other problems where they sit at the computer all night.
It boils my blood when people say they got something when they don't, kids just try to be cool too much, like a girl I spoke to the other night asked me to list my medical problems off, and she was like oh I have all of those too!
I don't sleep like at all, I got a leg problem(she doesn't) etc.
My friend Redmond has sleeping problems, bad ones, they don't get as bad as mine but still pretty bad, he said to me yesterday I don't think I have insomnia since your born with it.
So it was switched around, he wasn't educated properly and it led him to believe insomniacs were born with it.
Turns out he has hypothyroidism which doesn't cause it but they told him it's a major problem towards it.
I think we ought to educate people so they fully understand what insomnia is.
'Martin' wrote on '16:Franky, I've always thought that you've been through enough to cover a hundred lives already. Your experiences are nothing short of incredible, and I have a huge amount of respect for you. Thank you for sharing.
Ruth – when someone dies suddenly I think it makes it all the more difficult. The same happened with my step father last summer.
Oh Martin you just warmed my heart tenfold!
My life changing moments I haven't wanted to say but I will now, I'm ready I guess.
Living with the inability to cry for another human being from a child to my late teen years was hard. I've had a friend die in my arms and whisper I've always loved you in my ear, and kiss me before she died.
I didn't feel anything, until I stopped trying to live for other people, and decided to live for myself, I cried. I cried so hard I thought I could fill an ocean, everything to ever bother me came out. I was diagnosed with Schizoid personality disorder last year.
Schizoid personality disorder is a personality disorder characterized by a lack of interest in social relationships, a tendency towards a solitary lifestyle, secretiveness, and emotional coldness. There is increased prevalence of the disorder in families with schizophrenia. SPD is not the same as schizophrenia, although they share some similar characteristics such as detachment or flattened affect.
My psychiatrist tried to put me on meds but I won't I have worked hard I now am not so emotionally cold and still struggle in some situations to be able to be what people call normal. It taught me that I am not all that different and shouldn't be afraid to open up to others.
Living three or so years with a mother who had Schizophrenia and split personalities and the doctors never helped, they brushed it off as mild life crisis or menopause, being stabbed, nearly suffocated and drowned, two knives heated up placed on my face, beaten, it killed. I had always struggled with insomnia, this made it worse.
And when the time came to move on I couldn't, my family were idiots(my mother and her side) they blamed me, and my blunt nature and that I was cynical, that I caused my mother to be this way, that hurt.
My mother and her family betraying me telling the psychiatrist that I did things that I never did. It broke my trust in women, and left a scar on my heart.
My mothers aunt(who adopted her when my real mothers mom died) is a lesbian, and hates men, I am a man and it was my fault, I left home, lived with a friend and just wandered with a broken heart(just after learning how to love people) I didn't know what to do.
I turned to drugs, Opium with Absinthe, I went down a rabbit hole and didn't come up for a year, when I did it was a dream I had of a friend getting into a car accident, I quit everything, and rushed to them and they did in fact get into a car accident, broken leg and cracked skull, brain damage.
I stayed by their side for three days, the term visiting hours didn't apply to me, I wasn't moving. They recovered, brain damage made her lose the ability to move her left arm. She can now(years of physio).
I returned home and hugged my parents, forgave them, and when I was in school again a little girl around fourteen was crying and being picked on I thought nothing of it and walked by and stopped thinking about everything I've been through, I turned around and sat down and asked her what was wrong and she said you wouldn't understand and I said try me!
She explained her situation and to my amazement she was going through what I did her mother has Schizophrenia and was beating her and she was getting blamed.
I told her about my mother and she hugged me crying, I just put my hand on her head and held her tight and took her to the guidance office and got her to speak to the counselors and I held her hand while doing so, her mother got help and they patched everything up, she got infatuated with me and asked me out, I had just gotten out of a relationship and I was near eighteen and she was 15, I couldn't it would be wrong.
I did take her out as a friend and gave her a great time, she moved away and is now wanting to become a counselor, she reecently told me she would of killed herself if I didnt go out of my way for her.
What I learned from everything my mother put me through was, everyone has problems and no matter who it is, a best friend or a complete stranger, everyone needs help. So next time you see someone with hollow eyes, and on the verge of breaking, say hello in there, you never know what you may save.
The last life altering moment was my leg problem.
For years I suffered from chronic pain that wasn't enough to make me cry but enough to be a bother. It got worse as I grew, it went from chronic to every month a couple of times a month it hurt but on a scale of 1-10 a 7-10. I sought help around 18 and got a “growing pain” answer, but it got worse, and I seen more doctors, x-rays, mri's contrast mri's, blood work, ct scans, you name it I got it.
No one could give me an answer, I tried meds but it just didn't feel proper.
I then met Jessica my now girlfriend who suffers from Complex Regional Pain Syndrome which is a chronic progressive disease characterized by severe pain, swelling and changes in the skin. The International Association for the Study of Pain has divided CRPS into two types based on the presence of nerve lesion following the injury.
We talked for less than a year and it became easily noticeable that there was something between us, we formed a bong through pain and understanding and coping with our pain and being there at the drop of a button when one of us needed the other.
She confessed her love for me and I thought nothing of it at first, then I to realized it myself.
Living with my leg problem was always hard but it go worse and worse, I gained weight, I went from 130 to 200, I wouldn't leave the house of fear of the pain coming while out in public.
I just got the courage to buy a cane, Jessica gave me that courage and even though I do hate the looks and people calling me House, it's better than not walking at all.
I found out that the reason behind my leg problem is from when I was a child I jumped 27 stairs and landed on my behind. The doctors never told me why it never showed up on an x-ray and other scans but my lower back is damaged, the bones, muscles and nerves, and it'll get worse.
It's a lot similar to my father, who has crushed disks and whatnot.
The surgery to fix his and mine is about an 80% chance of being paralyzed permanantely. I won't do that, the doctor asked me how I'll deal with my pain as it gets worse and it will, and I said I don't need pills, or some surgery, what I needed was an answer and an understanding of what is wrong with me.
When the pain gets to much to bear, I'll figure something out, until then I'm not worrying.
This taught me that I am not alone in my pain, and surely not 100% crippled, it opened a lot of doors as it shut lots too, it brought an amazing girl into my life, and even if her and I don't work out and we can not get to each other (she lives in Australia) I still will look at this as something positive.
My life taught me a lot, and it'll teach me so much more, I'm 20 years old, I feel 40, but I got a good head on my shoulders, some amazing close friends, a girlfriend who's amazing, and the aussie accent is a plus(<3) I struggle everyday but at the end of it even if I do feel terrible, at least I tried to make that day amazing, I can't always feel great, some days I struggle more than other days, but I'm trying and doing it my own way.
I'm proud of my life and the way I chose to live it.
It's all thanks to you martin, I respect you highly for getting all of us together for this.
I am sorry I don't post often I think I'm the worst case of insomnia here haha, just kidding!
This is a song I used to listen to to help me sleep, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zr_MJAOyOeU
'littlespy' wrote on '12:Books are a topic I could go on for years about…I have a monumental collection and many many influential books.
Top three for starters:
Everything is Illuminated – Jonathan Safran Foer. A beautiful story about history, memory and identity set against the backdrop of a young man searching for a village lost in the holocaust to reconnect with his family's past. Highly recommend, and his other book Extremely Loud and Incredibly close. Made me cry in public because it was so breathtaking.
If on a Winter's Night a Traveller… Italo Calvino Hard to discribe, stories within stories within stories.
Gormenghast – Mervyn Peake Insane fantasy about a crumbling castle civilisation. Fantasy with lots of savy and no bloody dwarfs or elves or busty maidens. Brilliant.
A Clockwork Orange – Anthony Burgess. A classic. Twisted, hard to get in to and if you crack it, the scary thing is you'll have to think like Alex – the most fascinating anti-hero ever.
Also I've just finished reading Snow Crash – Neale Stephenson – Cyberpunk ironic goodness & Handling the Undead by John Ajvide Lindqvist an unnerving story of the dead coming back to life, but not a horror novel per se. Big focus on grief/life/death and it's meaning. If you've seen or read Let the Right One in you'll love it.
Every book you have listed my friend Clinton gave to me, I have yet to pick them up. I started Snow Crash got halfway through and forgot about it, I need to re read it.
A Clockwork Orange<3 I love it.
'Martin' wrote on '09:Definitely that 😉
He can't be that good cause he chose me and I'm secret planing to rule the world! MWAHAHAHAHA jkjk
Yeah he picked great people.
I didn't fall asleep! Pleasure to meet you mike, I'm sure we'll get to know each other!
