MyChemicalMarauder

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Everyone can see he's a nationalist, but what else? It might be too early to say, but is he a socialist?

Do the definitions fit, or are people - both pro and anti Trump - putting the "Nazi" word out illogically? Does it actually apply? Is Donald Trump a nationalist AND a socialist?

(I appreciate that in the grand scheme of things, it might make no difference which word anyone elects to describe his ideology, I'm just curious. Wondering what others think.)

What has he done, and what is he doing? What's his ideology, the basis of his running of Russia? Is he doing a good job?

Dying in a concentration camp, being killed by poisonous gasses in a concentration camp, carrying out hard labour in a concentration camp... What exactly do people mean when they speak of The Holocaust?

I've got diagnoses of depression and systemic sclerosis.

I find out next week if I do or do not have autism.

I'm also suspected of having PTSD, but this won't be on medical records as it isn't diagnosed.

With the first three, then, will they limit me getting into the fire service or police?

We're both sixteen, and both very single. (Hell, I've never dated).

But yeah, I find myself liking him. I mean, it's half twelve at night and I've been awake the past hour trying to think of whether this is a good idea or not.

We're both at college, he's in a Mon, Tues and Weds. I'm in Mon, Weds and Thurs.

I just don't know if it's a good idea. We have a reasonable group of friends (meaning they're mutual and we all stand together at break/lunch) so I haven't a clue how to talk to him alone.

We aren't in the same classes, and we don't have lockers (so I can't pita note through). Nor do we have each other's number (I haven't given mine out to anyone).

I'm in my Cadet uniform tomorrow - for Remembrance Day - and last time I wore it some stranger walked by telling me i 'wasn't looking bad', whilst a tutor actually told me I looked 'dashing' (on a separate note, in a different context, I was told I had an 'extra skinny' waist which boosted my confidence by miles).

He hasn't seen me in the uniform yet, so I'm kinda bricking it about that... But yeah, what should I do?

Whenever I hear someone say 'of' as opposed to 'have,' for instance, I have to correct them. It's like...they'll be talking, and I'll just correct them without thinking about it. It's only when I've said it that I both a) relax and b) apologise. I apologise because it seems rude and arrogant; I just can't stop doing it.

Any ideas?

At least, I think so.

Maybe it's 'cause he's in charge or what - idk.

Anyway, what do I do?

I'm not saying it's returned, per se. I mean, okay he texts me (work related) even though we aren't supposed to.

But that's probably it.

Okay, he comes out with either cute or teasing nicknames, but that isn't just with me (I don't think, but I can't put money on that).

It's not uncommon for him to be 'digging in the ribs' but he hasn't done that with me (I think I'm glad).

And I'm the only one there that he hasn't told to calm down/stop being cheeky.

I don't know, I just like him.

Even when he annoys me, I like it.

(I'd put a quote in at this point, but if he were to see this... OML)

I just don't really know.

But yeah...

What is there to do?

Post natal depression after dog adoption?

First off, I already have depression and have been on the antidepressants (fluoxetine) for a few months. Things had been getting better in terms of my mood, etc. 'Had' being the operative word.

Now.

My mum'd always wanted a dog, and so she got one recently - a pug/jack Russell cross (though you wouldn't guess it had the Jack in it if you didn't know). He's 13 weeks old.

We've had a cat for four years (since he was born, pretty much) and he is my best friend. I kid you not.

Anyway, my point is since we've had the dog, I've sort of been getting really stressed out with having to sort him out when I'm home alone (happens often), so much so that I try and get out of the house all the time, just to avoid having to deal with the dog. I can't take the barking, whining, nipping and need for attention. I don't know what else I can say.

My mum'd been trying to train him and such with getting used to the cat, alongside basic demands, but I get stressed being roped into it. I take him out for a walk - no matter which parent accompanies me - and come back physically shaking (it happens increasingly these days) with the stress of it.

I thought that would be all, as I'd always considered myself good with animals and such. But then not long ago he was winding me up s much, I literally just picked him up and shook him excessively. I didn't realise there was anything wrong, until I put him back down and he began choking and stopped breathing. (At that time, again, I was home alone).

What can I do?

It would hurt my mum if anything happened to him, but it's driving me insane having to keep him around here.

Is this even possible?

First off, I already have depression and have been on the antidepressants (fluoxetine) for a few months. Things had been getting better in terms of my mood, etc. 'Had' being the operative word.

Now.

My mum'd always wanted a dog, and so she got one recently - a pug/jack Russell cross (though you wouldn't guess it had the Jack in it if you didn't know). He's 13 weeks old.

We've had a cat for four years (since he was born, pretty much) and he is my best friend. I kid you not.

Anyway, my point is since we've had the dog, I've sort of been getting really stressed out with having to sort him out when I'm home alone (happens often), so much so that I try and get out of the house all the time, just to avoid having to deal with the dog. I can't take the barking, whining, nipping and need for attention. I don't know what else I can say.

My mum'd been trying to train him and such with getting used to the cat, alongside basic demands, but I get stressed being roped into it. I take him out for a walk - no matter which parent accompanies me - and come back physically shaking (it happens increasingly these days) with the stress of it.

I thought that would be all, as I'd always considered myself good with animals and such. But then not long ago he was winding me up s much, I literally just picked him up and shook him excessively. I didn't realise there was anything wrong, until I put him back down and he began choking and stopped breathing. (At that time, again, I was home alone).

What can I do?

It would hurt my mum if anything happened to him, but it's driving me insane having to keep him around here.

Is this even possible?

First off, I already have depression and have been on the antidepressants (fluoxetine) for a few months. Things had been getting better in terms of my mood, etc. 'Had' being the operative word.

Now.

My mum'd always wanted a dog, and so she got one recently - a pug/jack Russell cross (though you wouldn't guess it had the Jack in it if you didn't know). He's 13 weeks old.

We've had a cat for four years (since he was born, pretty much) and he is my best friend. I kid you not.

Anyway, my point is since we've had the dog, I've sort of been getting really stressed out with having to sort him out when I'm home alone (happens often), so much so that I try and get out of the house all the time, just to avoid having to deal with the dog. I can't take the barking, whining, nipping and need for attention. I don't know what else I can say.

My mum'd been trying to train him and such with getting used to the cat, alongside basic demands, but I get stressed being roped into it. I take him out for a walk - no matter which parent accompanies me - and come back physically shaking (it happens increasingly these days) with the stress of it.

I thought that would be all, as I'd always considered myself good with animals and such. But then not long ago he was winding me up s much, I literally just picked him up and shook him excessively. I didn't realise there was anything wrong, until I put him back down and he began choking and stopped breathing. (At that time, again, I was home alone).

What can I do?

It would hurt my mum if anything happened to him, but it's driving me insane having to keep him around here.

Is this even possible?

Doctors and psychiatrists have said that the way I am going, I will develop anorexia.

But things changed.

And now, I tend to over-eat quite often (I generally mean I have gone through a full box of cereal in two days - four boxes in under a week) but it tends to be bran flakes that I 'binge' on, as I know they are a laxative unto themselves.

Failing that, if I were to eat anything else I would make myself sick (though I have not done this for a couple of weeks, I do feel the need to do so right now).

When it was down the Anorexia line, I did compulsively exercise in the hope of losing weight (my weight now stands at 124lbs, and I'm 5'6" aged 16) which I know is a trait of some kinds of bullimia.

I spent a period of time doing the chew-and-spit routine to appease myself, but I haven't done that for several months.

So, yeah...

I understand the Internet does not offer a definite diagnosis, but I do not wish to seek help in this area - as I have said numerous times before.

And I also know that being told 300-700 calories a day is not good. But if I were to include the binging in that...it would rocket.

So, what do you think?

Doctors and psychiatrists have said that the way I am going, I will develop anorexia.

But things changed.

And now, I tend to over-eat quite often (I generally mean I have gone through a full box of cereal in two days - four boxes in under a week) but it tends to be bran flakes that I 'binge' on, as I know they are a laxative unto themselves.

Failing that, if I were to eat anything else I would make myself sick (though I have not done this for a couple of weeks, I do feel the need to do so right now).

When it was down the Anorexia line, I did compulsively exercise in the hope of losing weight (my weight now stands at 124lbs, and I'm 5'6" aged 16) which I know is a trait of some kinds of bullimia.

I spent a period of time doing the chew-and-spit routine to appease myself, but I haven't done that for several months.

So, yeah...

I understand the Internet does not offer a definite diagnosis, but I do not wish to seek help in this area - as I have said numerous times before.

And I also know that being told 300-700 calories a day is not good. But if I were to include the binging in that...it would rocket.

So, what do you think?

Say for instance a person has an illness, which is considered serious (an autoimmune disease) and they also suffer from depression, anxiety and PTSD..

Would it be better to stop taking the weekly injection for the autoimmune disease (which only flares up severely in stressful times), and live happily without the anxiety/dread regarding the injection, despite the fact that the illness will progress, and is not curable?

Or is it better to continue the medication, despite it making a person suffer with the side effects, and have to be frequently reminded of their situation/illness and such?

As I say, the illness is not curable, and is rare, so...is it better to let nature take its course and be happy?

(As this is an issue I will have to debate in the coming week, it would be much appreciated if you'd explain your point of view - whether it's for or against).

Additionally, the person we speak of is sixteen - she can't be sure when the Systemic Scleroderma will take over her entirely, but it will happen some day, regardless.

Say for instance a person has an illness, which is considered serious (an autoimmune disease) and they also suffer from depression, anxiety and PTSD..

Would it be better to stop taking the weekly injection for the autoimmune disease (which only flares up severely in stressful times), and live happily without the anxiety/dread regarding the injection, despite the fact that the illness will progress, and is not curable?

Or is it better to continue the medication, despite it making a person suffer with the side effects, and have to be frequently reminded of their situation/illness and such?

As I say, the illness is not curable, and is rare, so...is it better to let nature take its course and be happy?

(As this is an issue I will have to debate in the coming week, it would be much appreciated if you'd explain your point of view - whether it's for or against).

Additionally, the person we speak of is sixteen - she can't be sure when the Systemic Scleroderma will take over her entirely, but it will happen some day, regardless.

Say for instance a person has an illness, which is considered serious (an autoimmune disease) and they also suffer from depression, anxiety and PTSD..

Would it be better to stop taking the weekly injection for the autoimmune disease (which only flares up severely in stressful times), and live happily without the anxiety/dread regarding the injection, despite the fact that the illness will progress, and is not curable?

Or is it better to continue the medication, despite it making a person suffer with the side effects, and have to be frequently reminded of their situation/illness and such?

As I say, the illness is not curable, and is rare, so...is it better to let nature take its course and be happy?

(Any arguments both for and against will be incredibly appreciated, as this is an issue I will need to debate about in the coming week)

This week and next week, things are going to be really tough for me, but I've always hated feeling selfish and doing things for myself. However, going by how I was after things this week, I know it's better for both me and my email friend (whom I met on Twitter, first, and have known for over a year) if I have the time on my own, because I have no wish to tell her the circumstances, nor do I want to end up arguing with her about it - I just want the time out to try and cope with the things going on.

But how do I tell her this?

And how do I apologise for the selfish act?

I want to offer my help to her, of she needs me over the next two weeks but I am afraid to, because things will be bad enough for me as they are, and I have never once looked after myself - I need this time. But I feel bad for having it.

What can I do?

Many major things happened when I was younger, beginning when I was seven. (I'm sixteen now). I've been living with the guilt of something I did at that age, and whenever I'm reminded of it it just sends me all panicked and full of self-hate.

I'm visiting my sister in a hospital, next week (whom all the trauma was based around). The way I see it, she wouldn't be in there if it wasn't for me.

The social worker is coming round tomorrow to discuss my visit, but I don't want him to come, because all I can remember is in my youth, when there would be police, social workers and everyone on the doorstep - I do experience flashbacks of the occasion quite frequently.

I find it difficult being around young children, particularly of the age of seven, because it reminds me of everything that happened with me.

My niece is seven months old, I found myself crying as I spoke to her the other day, because I didn't want her to grow up and see the things I had caused for her other auntie.

I have been diagnosed with depression, and am undergoing tests for autism.

I wondered, though, because I don't want to hurt my niece and ruin her future to, if this could be PTSD, and how do I mention it to my therapist? I don't want my niece having to go through anything again, so I want to get myself out of the way somehow before I ruin her life too.

Is it possible for the case of a serial killer who shows all the compassion in the world for animals, yet shows little or none for human kind? Or is it always to do with the abuse of animals first, and showing that lessens the likelihood?