I’d like to add, I had unexplained dry heavings in the mornings, nausea that lasted from the moment I woke up until the moment I went to sleep. I couldn’t eat anything because everything including the smell of food would make me dry heave. Any strong smell really. Turned out to be PTSD from the army. A friend recommended and provided a joint. I had been to neurologist, psychiatrist, and every known medical profession in between and nobody could help with the symptoms. The medications prescribed made things worse. That one joint literally saved my life. I say all this on the odd chance that you haven’t tried cannabis. Your symptoms and your anxiety sound so much like what I went through for years.
My apologies though, I don’t mean to pry. I just know how you feel right now. Hugs brother.
I have read great things about (magic) mushrooms with regards to PTSD also.
EDIT - I remember reading your post detailing your issues with food/smells somewhere around here not to long ago. That’s great that you’ve found something to provide some relief!
He loves the Mexicans. I know this because one time he posed for a photo OP and gave a thumbs up to the taco bowl some worthless peon brought him from the taco place in his building before he ended up spraying diarrhea all over his gold-plated shitter and clogging it because he forgot to take the ultra-classified files out of it first.
Does Trump look black, hispanic or poor to you?
Pretty sure he is poor now
You never know… look at Epstein. Or Abramoff.
Sacrificial lambs I say! How are you feeling today squid?
Not great, unfortunately.
But thanks for asking.
Hang in there 🐈
I’m trying!
Sorry to hear that. Hope you feel better soon.
I’d like to add, I had unexplained dry heavings in the mornings, nausea that lasted from the moment I woke up until the moment I went to sleep. I couldn’t eat anything because everything including the smell of food would make me dry heave. Any strong smell really. Turned out to be PTSD from the army. A friend recommended and provided a joint. I had been to neurologist, psychiatrist, and every known medical profession in between and nobody could help with the symptoms. The medications prescribed made things worse. That one joint literally saved my life. I say all this on the odd chance that you haven’t tried cannabis. Your symptoms and your anxiety sound so much like what I went through for years.
My apologies though, I don’t mean to pry. I just know how you feel right now. Hugs brother.
I have read great things about (magic) mushrooms with regards to PTSD also.
EDIT - I remember reading your post detailing your issues with food/smells somewhere around here not to long ago. That’s great that you’ve found something to provide some relief!
They’ve worked wonders for my wife’s CPTSD.
No, that’s not me. That’s flyingsquid.
I am a heavy user due to my trigeminal neuralgia, so it does not help on the gastro front, I’m afraid.
Well fuck. Sorry to hear that. Hang in there man, I really enjoy your posts and witty comments.
Thanks!
Well he ate a taco salad that one time
He loves the Mexicans. I know this because one time he posed for a photo OP and gave a thumbs up to the taco bowl some worthless peon brought him from the taco place in his building before he ended up spraying diarrhea all over his gold-plated shitter and clogging it because he forgot to take the ultra-classified files out of it first.