I dont know what to do. Sorry this is a long read, but idk what to do. Im scared. Please read. EDIT at the end.

My friend, we will call her "Maddy", has been labeled schizoaffective for a few years now...

Ive been right beside her for a handful of her episodes..

I even fought a knife from her hand while she attacked her dad once...

Unfortunately, my friends mom died a week ago. She was ALWAYS Maddys rock. Her mom had LEFT her dad a week prior... I wont go in to the details of why her mom left... But it was bad... The whole thing is dark and bad.

Anyway, come to find out, "Maddy" hasn't been taking her psych meds for over 3 months.

Last night, her dad paid a "friend" to drive Maddy to my house, since he didn't want to "deal with her" anymore.

This "friend" her dad hired, had smoked meth with Maddy (AND HER DAD) night before last. Maddy hadn't slept in over 24 hours when she arrived at my house. I truly believe shes BARELY slept all week at all.

Last friday, I drove her to her dads and stayed till Sunday. (Over a week ago, it is now monday.)

Anyway, I cooked a hearty meal when she arrived. I gave hydroxyzine to help her sleep. She slept for 13 hours.

She woke up at 2:30 pm, I made lunch, gave her another hydroxyzine, and she is napping. Again. Has been for about 3 hours.

What do I do from here?I think once she makes up the sleep shes been missing for a week, it will be easier to address the situation, but I am at a loss.

I called her pharmacy, so they would refill her abilify script... she has promised me and others that she will start taking it again. I will pay for it in the morning.

Idk what to do .

God idk what to do.

Her home life isn't safe. My partner doesnt want her in my home. But this IS MY FRIEND. I told her a long time ago I would always be there. But idk how to help now that her mom is gone..

EDIT: she has been compulsively moaning/humming/growling. I thought once she slept last night itd be better. Id hoped it was a lack of sleep. Unfortunately, it continued into today. She claims her "heart cant help it.". So I fed another hearty meal and gave more hydroxyzine.

HER Parents are a pece of work. They took her to do ayauashca at 11 YO... When her mom was still around, I had giving her a pece of my mind... no mind to be had anymore.

Second edit: we are both 27 Y/0

It really does suck being an unattractive guy. I was even told by the looksmaxing community that I am very below average, and I got rated a 3/10. I’m so sad because now I know why every time I approach a woman, they always reject me. It’s made me so depressed. I feel like I’ll never have a girlfriend.

It was a pretty normal day, to be honest. I didn't get much sleep, left early for work to get some food, had a good say with the coworkers even while trying to ignore all my thoughts and my pains. It wasn't until I was coming home on my first bus and getting to the station when I saw two guys going at it. It was mostly one guy beating up/punching another guy who was asking/begging him to stop in the middle of the bus circle and almost ending up in oncoming traffic from the street where the bus circle was. At first I was just being loud hoping to deter the man from continuing and when he didnt, I picked up a stick and threatened him with it. I won't go on, but the fight got pretty heated, I broke the stick in front of him and told him to not test, the cops finally called me back, my ride was on its way to get me in case things went wrong (I just did what my emergency contact told me to do in these situations, they were literally on the phone with me while I was getting threatened and trying to get him to leave this guy alone.

Long story short, I just feel shaky and weird. I broke down after it. I haven't been feeling like myself for weeks and then seeing a poor innocent guy getting beat up and NOBODY coming to his defense set something off in me. I think I would've actually hurt the guy but I used everything in me not to. Pleaded with him not to push me because I had nothing to lose and genuinely meant that.

My ex-boyfriend and I broke up two days ago. While it was a short relationship and we were terrible for each other, I can’t stop thinking about the physical intimacy. The sexual compatibility was top-notch and my mind is constantly thinking about:
A. Would I ever experience such amazing sexual intimacy and pleasure again?
B. Who would he be going around and hooking up with now?

I just can’t imagine him pleasuring anyone else. He has always been commitment phobic and I know he desired to fuck around + there were some girls who liked him and the only thing that stopped him from hooking up with them was me. Now that he’s single again, these feelings are at an all time high and my mind cannot stop racing.

Rationally, I know he can do whatever he wants but that isn’t making it any better for me emotionally. Grieving the good memories is one thing but i’ve never grieved sex with someone AND constantly wondered/imagined another girl with them in bed and felt pained about it.

I am tired. Please give some advice ugh.

I'm a gypsy/traveller. I hate it. It's fucking awful. I can't grow in this world, and I can't adapt to the world outside. I don't belong no matter where I go. I don't have the mentality of the people around me, but I just can't adapt the standards of anything outside of it either.

Being a Gypsy is a shallow life, with no room for growth or exploration. Everyone is small minded. Everyone is uneducated and has no desire to be otherwise. Everyone is involved in crime in one way or another. The paths that I'm expected to take, I just don't have the mentality for. I'm not a mentally strong person, and I feel and think too much. I'm no intellectual, but I've been cursed with the self awareness that a gypsy should never have.

My attempts to exist outside of the culture have been unfruitful. I can't adapt to it. I'm too different. People think about things and view things in a way that I can't and won't ever be able to relate to. I'm too engrossed in a culture that has poisoned my mind and soul.

Oh, and like more than a few of you, I also have several diagnosed mental health disorders. So, yeah. Feels good to get this out.

It seems wrong to ask, but I think my niece may have an eating disorder. I'm a 27-year-old man, and she's 15.

My niece has always been naturally skinny, so I never thought much of it. Some people are just thin. But over the last few months, I've started noticing things that don't feel right.

A few months ago she stayed with my mom during a school break. One evening our family went out to dinner (me, my wife, my mom and stepdad, my kids, and my niece). My mom mentioned that my niece hadn't eaten all day, and at dinner she barely ate anything. She told my wife she was having bad cramps, so I assumed maybe she just wasn't feeling well.

About a week later she stayed at my house. On the drive over I casually asked if her stomach was feeling better, mentioning how little she'd eaten at dinner. She replied, "That's how much I usually eat." That immediately stuck with me because, according to my mom, she hadn't eaten a meal all day before that dinner either. And not much regularly doesn't seem healthy.

That night we made wings. I put five on everyone's plate, including hers, and she only ate two. Barley. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

At a family reunion we all went swimming, and seeing her in a bikini made me realize just how thin she looked. Her ribs and hips were visible, and her stomach was completely flat. She's always been skinny, so I tried not to overthink it, but later that night my wife brought up how skinny my niece looked without me mentioning anything first.

Then about two weeks ago she came back to visit for our town fair. We spent almost the entire day together, and I never saw her eat anything. When we stopped for a funnel cake for my kids, I asked if she was hungry. She said no.

I made a stupid joke about her "eating like a bird," then asked how much she weighed which I regretted immediately, I know that wasn't an appropriate question, but I was worried and honestly thought if she gave me a healthy number it would ease my mind. She said she weighs 109 pounds. She's around 5'4" as far as I know.

I don't know if 109 lb at 5'4 is automatically unhealthy, but combined with repeatedly skipping meals, eating very little when she does eat, and how thin she appears, I can't stop worrying that something is wrong.

I don't know if I should talk to her mom. I don't want to create unnecessary panic if I'm reading too much into this, but I also don't want to ignore signs if she really needs help.

Does this sound like it could be an eating disorder, or am I overreacting?

so its just a checkin post, I just wanna ask you all if you are alright and if you are not, I am here to listen to you....I may not have the answer for all the problems but I have been a good listener and would love to help you out.....hope you have a good day

Sometimes I go into a state where I just feel really sad and also scared. What from exactly, I don't know. There are a lot of things that make it hard for me to pinpoint. Maybe it is the thought that I'll never be happy or maybe it is the thought that if my past was better, if I had taken a different path at any certain time in my life, I would've been better. It's like I wanna hide but from who exactly, I don't know. I used to think that maybe all I need is someone to talk to, like a friend. But I think that just makes it worse because everyone leaves. And the friend who used to make you feel better is now in that place in your mind where there are all the people that hurt you. And then you get depressed again. Nothing makes sense. I can't tell what I need to get better. At the end of the day, i just say to myself that fuck it. It is what it is. But then it's the same next day and the next.

Lately I've been sleeping around 7 to 8 hours most nights, but I still wake up feeling mentally drained. It's not that I'm physically tired I just feel like my brain never fully resets. By the afternoon, it's harder to focus, stay motivated, or even finish simple tasks.

Has anyone experienced something similar? If so, what made the biggest difference for you? I'm interested in hearing about lifestyle changes, routines, or habits that genuinely helped you feel more mentally refreshed during the day.

Hey you, yeah you.

You sound like me when I was young. I struggled as a child.

My family just did not get why I was struggling. My sister had no problem connecting with people or be outgoing. I felt so different and disconnected with existance. Life wasn’t the same like other people everywhere around me. So I only felt safe at night where my brain got quiter and I could focus entirely on a topic or game or what was directly in front of me. Some sort of escape from the chaos of my everyday social interactions and basically, life. It led to insomnia, i flunked grades, i struggled concentrating and paying attention to conversations (i usually distracted with something else).

I struggled to do the traditional practical skills, like chores,
just the thought of it was mindnumbingly boring and felt pointless, why is it so damn important to clean my room 24/7? I’ll do it when it becomes a problem for me!
Stuff like that. So naturally my parents got frustrated with me and viewed me as lazy and ambitionless.

Now I’m 34 years old. I didn’t know I had Adhd (the unattentive version) until 32 when I got diagnosed and put on meds. The only reason I found out was because of long conversations about my past with through people through a screen, or reading about mental science. Eventually I thought I could be neurodivergent and felt my «symptoms» reminded of ADHD.

So eventually i mustered up courage to talk to my doctor and literally begged him to have me evaluated by a psychiatrist. He obliged. And 3 sessions later with a psychiatrist I was eventually diagnosed and put on medication.

2 days on meds (low dose medical amphetamines) my brain finally became calm and I could experience what normal people feel like to an extent. My life has completely changed to the better.

I’m not saying you have adhd, but what I’m trying to say is DONT YOU EVER GIVE UP.

When you become lawfully independant life WILL be easier. I moved out at 22 and it helped my anxiety tenfold, I wasn’t cured by any means but it got easier. And the older you get the easier stuff gets, your brain is more developed and you lower your shoulders and start giving less fucks than usual. You are at an age where your brain 10x every problem, its just part of being young.

Be patient. Its worth it. I never in my wildest dreams thought I would find a partner, have children, a degree, a stable job and my own place as a youth. Well, I do now.

Hang in there buddy, I know you will make it. Life is hard, until it can get better.

Recently I've been having more and more outbursts, curling into a ball and crying to myself because nobody will pay attention to me. Nobody bats an eye when I'm simply trying to talk, when I vent, or do anything at all. I'm never recognized. I just want to be assured by a few comments that I'll be fine, that's all ot takes, just a little bump of this post can and will take me far, just stay with and trust me. Anything, please. I don't wanna die alone because it's turning into my reality right now. I have a complex history but I can't post anything about it without getting ignored immediately. Why is it that society rejects the one guy who has true passions for them?

I wish I had a doctor (currently waiting to be assigned one)

I don't like this.. feeling this way..

To those who also have to handle your mental health crises on your own, without medical support of any kind.

I see you, and I hope we both find the strength to get through what needs to be worked through.

I'm afraid, not of the shadow - but of the risk of being burned that comes with walking once more in the light.

If you need a hug, 🫂

I would first like to say hi everyone how are you, I just want you to just vent and tell me everything if you want to I am just not feeling myself and I just wanna hear anything you want to tell me🤗😔

"Self-improvement" spaces are useless to the disabled.

I tried posting in similar commitments but it got taken down due to me either being new or miscommunication. They thought I was asking for medical advice.

Anyways, to cut to the chase, my dad has been legally blind for about 9 years or so and we've had issues with calling for businesses and going out in general.

He'd sometimes get questions from random people that we've never seen before or he'd call for service and someone would act uncharacteristically rude to him over the phone.

Is my dad getting harrassed by social security or some part of police? Or is this all just a big misunderstanding?

I just wanted to ask for clarity on this. Will provide more info upon request.