How did it make you feel.\nI felt dead inside. I lost myself and gained sixty pounds.\nWhat about you?
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It sounds Like you are at the begining of a long Journey.\n\n\nTo stop a high, you have to go through a medically induced LOW.  That's what the medication does, it brings you down off your high (MANIC/psychotic).  Its not fun, But this is how Bipolar disordser goes....\n\nYour symptoms are normal, weight gain and NO PSYCHOTIC EPISODE.\n\nAfter an episode it takes me 2 to 3 years to get back to normal.\n\n\nMY advice is to go with the flow, Don't get obssessed with the low, or dead feeling inside, its temporary.  If you can;\n\n\ngo for a walk\nexercise\nkeep pyshically active\n\nIt will take time to get back to normal!  Try to find a community group in your area and find others like yourself.\n\n\nGOOD LUCK!
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I feel fabulous, thank you very much!\n\nPS. I'm glad you can "LoL" about how the country is going to hell, it is always  best to put on a happy face :)
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I was on edge at all time and really didn't help w/depression. It made me shakey and like I was on a caffeine rush at all times.\nEveryone is different though.\nGood luck.
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i was outside playing with my cat , she was in front of me, anyways suddently her fur stands up and she's looking behind me all mad and sh it..so i cautiously turn back and there she was. a woman hung on the tree i screamed and ran. she was a white woman with black hair in a black dress. then the next morining everyone was asleep and i looked down the hall to an empty room when suddenly i accidently slam the brush agains the wall and as i looked down i saw this man get up furiously from the floor glaring at me with his mad face. then i ran to school. \n\no i have more ecounters but i dont feel like typing.\n\npoint is...\nu nver forget it!! ever!!
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My feet are getting heavy, and I've lost feeling in my toes. What is that odd sensation in my stomach - like rocks weighing heavily?? My back is stiff, so I try to move. Man, my feet are heavy. I move my legs and it's as if someone  tied cement blocks to them. A creeping sensation moves up my legs, and I stop trying to move them. \nMy eyes hurt. My head feels stiff, as if my skin is crunchy. I try to call out, but my mouth doesn;t want to move - like I am wearing a clay mask and it has dried. What is happenieng to me? My fingers are stiffening, and I am now numb to the waist. I can't move my legs!!  I try to scream, but my vocal cords are too frozen. My nose is numb.  My breasts are starting to feel heavy as lead, and I can hardly hold up my head. The numbness creeps downward, and my fingers are like bananas as I try to type. IO amn makl[oing so manny typpos .. I cannnottr type wellllll,... I cannnt breeeaathe .. sdhfgsdajklllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
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OH YEAH ... not a very good feeling, being detached.  I have also felt like I was, literally, in a dream.  It was weird, like no one saw me but I saw them.  It wasn't like I was being ignored, just as if I was watching "life" go on and kinda like I was a ghost.  Is that what you meant?
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What! You mean God doesn't give me extra brownie points for keeping a good average? I feel lied to. I feel let down. I feel it has all been for nothing. I am now so depressed. \nLove & Light \nSharon
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I've never SEEN anything, but I've FELT a lot of stuff.\nThere are certain areas in my house that just don't feel right: the fireplaces in the living and dining room; when you're standing in the kitchen and looking down the two steps and through the door into my bedroom (which is a re-converted garage); and the part of the driveway under the avocado tree beside my room. Everytime I'm in any of these places at night I feel someone behind me, almost as if they're going to touch my neck above my shoulders.\nAnother incident I had was when I was 12. My elder sister and I were walking to the La Puente Mall after watching a movie in the theater. We had about a mile walk down a winding business street running paralell to the 60 freeway. It was dark, darker than we thought it would be. And thirteen years ago there were only bushes and trees near the sidewalk, with the few buildings quite a distance away. As we were walking this little white pick up truck comes down the street really slow, crawling along with his headlights on. As soon as he catches sight of us, he accelerates and pulls into the driveway we just passed, and jumps out of his car with his truck still running and his lights on. I could hear his feet crunching through the leaves on the sidewalk and I started to pray because I was so frightened, too frightened to run. I asked my Guardian Angel to protect me and my sister, to wrap us in his wings and hide us from this evil man's eyes. As soon as I was finished the footsteps turned direction abruptly! The man ran back to his car, jumped in, and tore off down the street in the opposite direction.\nDid he see something? An angel perhaps, wrapping two girls in his wings?\nI don't know.
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oh my god!! so wierd i didnt know someone felt that way too.. if i dont walk/jog even one day i feel sick. iam so totaly atticted to it too ... AMAZING
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I think that it must be lonely. I personally have had a brief glimpse of "on top" and I was miserable. I didn't feel like anyone was really my friend or trustworthy. I felt isolated and threatened. \nOf course I have also experienced "the bottom" and that was just as miserable. I felt like everyone was judging me. I felt trapped and alone. So I chose to maintain the happy medium.\nI can't speak for everyone who has ever experienced success, just myself.
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When I started Atkins I gave up both sugar and caffeine.  I was extremely tired and my arms and legs felt heavy like they were made of lead.  The caffeine withdrawal gave me headaches.\n\nBasically I just waited it out.  I still went to work (physical job) even though I felt like crap.  Once it was over I felt great.  If you stick it out, it will be worth it.\n\nOther people have reported various flu-like symptoms.
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Rivera,\n\nGood for you! Kudos! Keep a positive attitude, and you should be fine. If you start feeling depressed, go back to or at least call your doctor! I have a friend who had a gastric bypass surgery, a couple of years ago. She looked great for a while, but still felt like she was fat, even though she was at her ideal weight. She became anorexic and became very ill. She has been in therapy for quite a while, but I don't think she is out of the woods yet. She is very much underweight now, and it will take her a long time to get back to being healthy.
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I'm not happy!  I had two kids one right after the other...my personal choice.  But now I'm stuck with all this weight!  I am happy with other things like my hair, skin tone, no wrinkles, etc.  But I'm unhappy about my weight.  I went from a 6 to a -- size and I hate it! \n\nHowever, I am working to fix it and I've gone back to my kickboxing classes and I'm beginning to lose weight.  Eventually, I can be happy with myself again.  Can't be unhappy with myself all the time now can I?
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Oh, I felt so terrible when I turned twenty - I wasn't a teenager any more, and felt things couldn't get any worse.\nIt was a major loss, I thought, of hope. I hadn't a clue how life operated! How could I? (Imagine asking a baby what they think of a discussion forum that gives you actual options?!) \n\nI thought I was supposed to be starring in the movie of my life by then, and if not, I was probably too ugly and stupid to be allowed to live. At twenty years of age, I was pretty amazed that people didn't throw rotten fruit at me in the street! I grew up thinking that now I was twenty, I had to wear navy nylon clothes, crisp white blouses, horrible shoes, and be a predictable adult. Or else be famous and be allowed to make my own rules - too late for that <g>. \n \nBut thirty was no problem, I liked my life and new career a lot better by then! I'd gained more than I'd lost, had made  good friends whom I still have. I'd outgrown the users and the naggers, and had the confidence to let them go gently, in a friendly way. And I was way too busy to be bullied by dominant people, or wonder or worry what was expected of me. I realised that if you are happy and busy, you don't feel the burning need to conform or go around telling everyone what you expect of them.\n \nThis annoyed my mother so much that she actually told me that I had disappointed her - that she still expected me to marry a glamorous and famous person! \n\n(Oh, if only she had spelt this out to me when I still thought she knew best and wanted the best for me! Pity about her ; )\n\nOne of my neighbours is eighty-two. She has so many interesting things going on, and has outlived anyone who annoyed her - she really enjoys life! I managed to catch her in last week, and asked her what it was like to be eighty-two. She laughed for a full minute and said "Well, when you consider the alternative!" Yes, there is life after thirty! \n\nMy aunt loved music, worked full-time, and took care of her mother all her life, and then went deaf. She just took early retirement and started dating! He made her admit that she couldn't hear well, she bought a hearing aid and they travel a lot to opera weekends. \n\nHey, there's hope for us all! : )
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When I was 14 I saw a kid beating up a chubby kid.  His friends were laughing at the chubby kid(big boned  lol)and they were hitting him.  All of these kids were skinny.  So I just couldnt take it anymore and started to seperate them.  I pushed the other kids off of him and started to swing some punches but they ran.  The kid that was getting bullied thanked me and said they always beat me up.  I felt so angry at those kids.  3 months later I saw the chubby kid again and he said that those skinny kids never hit him or talk to him anymore.\n\nI felt so happy :)  I felt GOOD inside and I still feel good!\n\nEDIT: Oh sorry I didnt see  "cultural" in your post.  But this story still kinda relates to this. I guess....
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My first impression was I felt weird when we got there,everyone was naked but us.\nI then thought,I'm glad I'm still young.\nthe clothes problem was soon gone and so were they,we took a walk around everything was nice and clean,the pool and tennis courts were full of wet bodies and bouncing balls.\nThis was a more family type place you had to be interviewed before you came.\nI was so glad to be a young adult,of course i'd seen many naked people before but not relaxing under a tree reading a paper naked.\nI had this feeling after awhile everyone looked the same clothes on or off.\nAfter a few stiff ones at the adults only bar,we were quite relaxed and soon felt good and comfortable in our bare truth conversations.\nOne thing I couldn't shake was looking at the older men and thinking never will I be like that.\nTime has a way in life of being real short and by the looks of those old gentlemen it worked well on them.\nIf I had a choice to go now I'd pick the family type we had loads of fun and I would go while your young.\nwe met many people who had been coming to the same place for years they were real die hards.
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I didn't know I'd had surgery until afterwards (I was unconscious when I got to the hospital) and the doctors kept me out for a few days to let my body recover. \n\nI can remember a lot of bits of things but not really a whole story. The first thing that sticks in my mind was how bright the room looked when I woke up (I think I'd had my eyes closed for a little under a week so that might explain it) and that my throat hurt a lot as I'd had a tube down there. \n\nThe doctor said something to me but I'm still not really sure what. I knew he was speaking but the words didn't make any sense. In any case, I was so exhausted I just really wanted to get more comfortable and go back to sleep... But, there were two things that stopped me... First, it hurt more than you could ever possibly imagine to move. Second, my body felt strange and weak as though my muscles had disappeared (a week of laying without moving does that to you). \n\nI vaguely remember the doctor telling me to keep still because of the tubes and such and I just lay there completely terrified of even wiggling my fingers until I fell back asleep. \n\nThings went pretty much the same way when I woke up a few hours later!