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    "Poor me" day

    Yesterday was one of those days. I didn't feel good but not exactly bad either. So, I had a "poor me" day. I wallowed in my self pity and I'm not exactly out of the funk yet.

    How often do you experience this and what do you do to pull yourself out?
    All sunsets are beautiful, but the most amazing sunsets have a few clouds.

    #2
    I'm going through that right now. I seem to be in a funk more and more lately. I hope you feel better soon!

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      #3
      I think I used to do something similar, just sort of lie around and watch movies and play games all day since I was depressed and thought myself incapable to doing the things I really wanted to due to MS (and depression). The big problem with that is it made me feel even worse, so it just is not in my best interest to do that. Now I try to split my goals into more manageable chunks or try and find some way to positively affect the world in some small way. This isn't easy for me, it takes work. I find MS to be a very difficult disease to have.

      This life didn't turn out how I planned it, but that doesn't mean there aren't greater things in store for me than I even could have planned. I hope this doesn't sound too preachy. Sometimes I get into dark places where it is hard to feel this way.

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        #4
        A Poor Me Kind Of Day

        When I have one of those days. I put my favorite cds in my stereo, turn it up very very loud, and sing along with it. I do this until I either cry or start laughing. It does bring me out of my funk. Cause if I start crying I realize how funny I am for crying and I start laughing. Keep me off depression drugs too. Does not work for every one, but it works for me.
        SgrammieD

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          #5
          everyone needs "poor me" days.........did you have a good cry? I have a good cry..... it makes me feel better and brings me out of the funk! Until the next time...
          dx 2002 rebif 2002-2013 Tecfidera 2013

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            #6
            I've been in a funk for a very long time.

            I think that when my mind is busy or there are people around keeping occuppied I can get out of it for a while.

            I also like to shop, but now with now cash can't do that much anymore.

            Just try to get busy, get lost in a book or funny movie etc...

            Good luck!!!!!
            DIAGNOSED=2012
            ISSUES LONG BEFORE
            REBIF 1 YEAR

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              #7
              I probably have a pity party about once a week! It's tough when I can look out my kitchen window and see my beloved woods. And the trails that I worked hard to clear. I used walk them nearly every day. That is the most disappointing of all.

              To pull myself out? After having a good cry, I tell myself that I'm glad my husband doesn't have ms for I could not take care of him the way he takes care of me. And there is no way in h#ll I would want my daughter to be like this. I will gladly do this. Well, maybe not gladly.

              Be as creative as you can, even if it is crayons and coloring book.(you don't have to stay in the lines!) I prefer coloring mandalas. Read books, listen to music. Do whatever! Just lose yourself.

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                #8
                When it's good it's good but ....

                ...when it's bad.... I thought I was coming out of it a little then I was called to sub at the school today (that usually helps a lot.) I raced around getting dressed and right before I left I had to feed my baby calf. Here is where the fun began. I fixed the bottle and ran out the door to get him started. He was about half way through with the bottle when he butted the bottle. The nipple came off, I became drenched with milk, so I just sat down and cried.

                I knew I needed to get to the school so I drug myself up, changed clothes, decided against re-doing my makeup, and went to work. Now that I look back it was a pretty funny day! Thank you all for your responses and I hope you got pulled out of your funks, at least for a few minutes.
                All sunsets are beautiful, but the most amazing sunsets have a few clouds.

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                  #9
                  While I despise the thought or suggestion that one should feel better because others have it worse (and therefore indirectly benefiting from another's misfortune) I remind myself that I have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in and that it CAN always be worse. Not in the sense of "like I could be bedridden" but more like "it could be like it was before".

                  So in this small way I try to appreciate what I have WHEN I have it and not as I am prone to do, look back to when... This b@stard disease has robbed me of just about everything, it is a constant and daily battle to stay on top of it. I am at
                  Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. ... Dr. Seuss

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                    #10
                    While I despise the thought or suggestion that one should feel better because others have it worse (and therefore indirectly benefiting from another's misfortune) I remind myself that I have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in and that it CAN always be worse. Not in the sense of "like I could be bedridden" but more like "it could be like it was before".

                    So in this small way I try to appreciate what I have WHEN I have it and not as I am prone to do, look back to when... This b@stard disease has robbed me of just about everything, it is a constant and daily battle to stay on top of it. I am at war with both IT and with my body, so when those little red devils are sitting on my shoulder whispering crap nothings in my ear trying to get me to have a poor me moment I tell them to sod off and fight back.

                    That's how I deal with it.
                    Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. ... Dr. Seuss

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                      #11
                      If I am in a flare...it is every second of the day...and I want to die. Anxiety and depression set in big time because I am so sick. I also am not reasonable or logical and because of this I put myself in my doctors hands.

                      If I am not in a flare, then I get a little down about once a week or so. When this happens I normally pull out whatever book I am reading, turn off the phone and crawl into bed for a couple of hours with my little four legged guy (my empty nest baby). Reading a good book lets me escape to another World.
                      Katie
                      "Yep, I have MS, and it does have Me!"
                      "My MS is a Journey for One."
                      Dx: 1999 DMDS: Avonex, Copaxone, Rebif, currently on Tysabri

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                        #12
                        What fun to feed a bottle calf! That would make anyone happy.

                        When I feel bad I hug my dogs; feed the donkeys; brush the old horse and watch the cows tussle over the round bales,

                        Never fails to remind me how fortunate I am.

                        We just have to open our eyes.

                        J
                        Diagnosed with MS spring 2010; Still loving life

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                          #13
                          every time when I feel bad I start to wonder ''why?'' and realise how different my life would be if hadn't had MS.

                          What is interesting, sometimes during such time I come up with interesting ideas for example getting involved with MS Society UK or specialisig in health journalism (I'm at uni now). So for me, pity parties aren't a complete waste of time

                          Apart from that, about once a week I have these moments when I simply don't feel like talking to anybody or going out, I just want to sit either in the uni library or in my room and do my own stuff - studying, reading etc.

                          Probably I do it, because uncosciously I'm aware of the fact that during exacerbations (not even relapses) usually the only thing I can do is going to lectures. It's so exhausting that I can't do anything else, so I want to do other things in advance, just in case.

                          On the one hand it's good, but on the other I'm afraid that some people may think I try to avoid them or social life. Which is not true, it's just my way of thinking that is different than theirs... because MS changes everything.
                          But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
                          Somehow I have to find.
                          And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world,
                          I will learn to survive.

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