Tight abdomen anxiety

Hi all. 28f here. I was diagnosed with endometriosis last feb following an emergency laparoscopy (ovarian torsion caused by a large cyst I didn’t know I had). The surgeon approached me afterwards to let me know I had endometriosis, which she has removed.
A couple of months ago I was getting some similar symptoms, including a large swelling in my abdomen. An ultrasound revealed another 12cm cyst (my pb 😂) on the same ovary, potentially due to the last cyst not being fully removed?
The waiting list for surgery on the NHS was estimated at 12 months, luckily my parents stepped in and paid for me to go privately so I managed to get the surgery done within 2 months, and just had it yesterday. All was successful (including more endometriosis removal).
It turns out the night before the surgery the ovary flipped. I was experiencing some intense anxiety symptoms due to the upcoming surgery so put the pain down to that lol. The surgeon confirmed with me afterwards that it was torsion. What timing! If my parents hadn’t stepped in with financial support it would have been another painful 24 hour wait in A &E for me. Very grateful.
In recovery for the next few weeks… really hoping this is the last time. If it happens again on the same ovary I want to try and get it removed, not interested in surgery becoming an annual tradition.
Has anyone had any similar experiences with a cyst growing back so quickly ? Or has any advice r.e. Ovary removal? Thanks ☺️

Dearest,
I want you to understand me fully, because I find it immensely difficult to communicate any of this unless it is all laid out as one mindset, for I fear being misconstrued as ill-intended when for me this is an exercise of truth and speaking that truth which I feel. It is an exercise of honesty, and one of humility as I lay bare before your conscious attention the fullness of my feeling.
I have loved and I have lost. A number of times now, in various ways. I have explored depths of despair, loneliness, grief, trauma, and other shadowy sides to myself and after entertaining death itself for years, I have emerged refreshed and cleansed. I choose life and all that this incarnation has in store for me while my lungs continue to take breath and my heart continues to beat.
My orientation to life has long been to clench and grip and grab and tightly hold on to illusions of control and security. To ensnare people with untenable relationship arrangements founded on a lack of self-acceptance and love. To entertain conditional and transactional experiences with other humans, for fear of being taken advantage of. These seeds I have allowed to take root have sprung up many times, as I have continued to water and enrich them with anxieties and fears. No longer. I choose to live and to love. I choose to cultivate a space of love that welcomes and accepts and validates and entertains without the need for gripping and containing those who enter it. And as the space expands the walls of my heart, the incalculable depths of loving potential arise to the surface and saturate my being. I choose to be love itself, incarnate as far as my current form will allow. I honor my limitations and find great serenity in accommodating and challenging them in due course.
One of my core powers is understanding the nature of limitation itself. Thus I recognize that in terms of my love, a limit does not exist that can ever long persist. My love is infinite. As I fall into the space of love, I too am infinite as a whole and no longer feel a need to leave this form, or end things, or to do anything especial to avoid suffering. I am just love itself, and that is enough to satisfy my mind and my heart and my soul. All that exists that may limit the outpouring of this love is the nature of my form, and that blessedly is ever changing—seemingly to the benefit of all, and will ever grow alongside the expansion of my heart.
This space is supremely difficult to remain in forever. But when I am with you dearest, I am always in that space. I am always in that space of love with you. Even right now. I am in love with you. Do you get what I am saying? I love you as a person, a human, a being in general. I adore so many aspects of you. But I am also IN the space of love WITH you. I am in love WITH you. I love you, but I am also in love with you.
I have no fear stating this. How could I be afraid of loving utterly she for whom I hold all desire? How could I fear you, dearest, when your embrace is pure comfort and pleasure? You are divinely saturated in feminine expression and attract every atom of my being like a super-magnet. In fact, you instead take all my fears away and alchemize them into precise and pristinely perfect inspiration for me to cheerfully ingest, effortlessly. You ARE my inspiration, my muse, my lady, my woman, and my lover in my mind and in my heart.
Your laugh is a fountain of music and your speech an enchantment for my ears. Your smile as you grin at me is so wonderfully and delightfully silly, mischievous, cheerful, hopeful, and full of desire all at once. I have never felt my capacity to love so challenged as by you, but neither have I ever recognized just how utterly willing I am and will ever be to fully explore that capacity with you.
The way your eyes sparkle with celestial radiance, and draw me down into their depths is a fantasy ride into the very dreamy undertones of my most private subconscious sensualities. And with a bright unserious laugher bubbling up in the blink of said eyes, you make me go to pieces with chagrin and humility in the best possible way. Often, your glance pierces with icy diamond sharpness, but gives way to pools of the most vibrant tropical paradise blue that are wells of the deepest wisdom; a spring from the mountains that begins a stream that will take a lifetime to meet the sea. I would swim in the depths of those pools forever, were I so fortunate as to be invited closer than the leaves of the trees on the edge of the forest. The Keen-Eyed I name you, for there exists no veil or shroud over me that your gaze cannot penetrate with swift and unyielding overtones of warmth and delight. No shadow can endure that light.
Your skin is taut; your muscles wrought—of strength, and powerful endurance. You make the lands vibrate with joy and excitement as the wind chases your feet as they dance through the world. When it is out, the sun glows dazzlingly, glittering with tiny rainbows of color as it plays across your aesthetic and athletic form, and all the wildflowers yearn in anticipation as you pass—hoping for the glory and chance of being picked and tucked behind your ear—to their greatest delight and honor. Framing the soft expanse of your brow, the tresses of your hair flash with a rare and glorious golden radiance that only the light of the stars glittering in the inky darkness of night could produce. Their glow traverses the infinite emptiness of space only to at long last become ensnared and woven into the soft strength of each strand, to radiate that light anew.
When I hug you, I realize that if I could, I would freeze time and spend an eternity just holding you in my arms, lovingly caressing your hair and back as your soft gentle weight presses into me, comforting me utterly with the honoring of the full humility of my stark humanity. Feeling your acceptance, and validation and encouraging enrichment through holding you makes me possessed by great sorrow, knowing I must let you go, but it also leaves me with a lasting serenity and pleasure, knowing that within the space of this long lifetime, I somehow have been so unbelievably fortunate as to have been graced by so loving of an embrace. Humans go entire lifetimes without ever experiencing such a wondrous experience, and I treasure it every time it occurs.
You will never owe me anything, nor suffer any binding at my hand, save those of your own choosing. I offer you infinite depths of connection and reassurance amidst the wide world, but I do not seek to contain or cage you. You have a path to walk just as I do, but I would have yours lead back to me each moment that it may. I would cherish and love you all the days of my life, and never would I intentionally overstep your boundaries nor subject you to violence. I would uphold your honor and work to emphasize your grace with my own stature and beauty and power. Such that is granted to me by the space of each moment, anyways. There is great potential for mutual growth and fulfillment between us over the length of a lifetime if we are willing to invest in developing a deeper intertwining of our bodies and our souls. I recognize many limits but no limit to the depths we might explore together. The universe is vast, but perfection abounds from the highest highs to the deepest depths, and as long as I have you nearby, I may envision it and establish it in turn, for the benefit of our family, should you choose to spend your time in my company in a home of our own.
And if your choice is to seek a path that follows a diversion from my own, I will accept it with graceful resignation, wishing you only the utmost happiness for all your days. I may strain to understand how any other might love you with greater ardor than my heart is aflame with, but the cosmos does not revolve around me, and I recognize that there persist many potential partners of greater consideration and so I willingly let go of any claim I might try to lay for your hand. Instead I offer only a blessing, that should the universe favor me at long last, that this letter will not fall astray and will arrive to a welcome reception in the halls of your heart. Should it not, I will sit with contentment, recognizing my own bravery and madness in sending it, and regretting not the choice to seek your fancy.
You are a treasure dearest, and I am a treasure seeker. I covet many gems and beautiful minerals and crystals that this wondrous planet has grown and shaped. But no crystal radiates as you do. No crystal has so beautiful of colors. Nor is as delightfully energizing as you are. I find no greater assurance in any rock or stone than I do holding your hands and being within the sphere of your aura. I have faith that I will become as strong or as harmonious or supportive as ever you might wish me to be, if only were the smile in your eyes to wake me from dreamspace each morning alongside the rays of the sun and so inspire me to greatness.
May this wishful boat of heartfelt intention and deep desire sail gently into the cavernous depths of your being beneath the mountainous wall of the outer bulwark of your defenses, and may it receive safe harborage in the twilight pools of dreams that glow like galaxies in the soft glimmer of crystal-laden caves that house your soul. May it meet there the doorway to your heart, and may it pass over the threshold, to begin anew the conjugation of the universe with itself through the vehicle of our mutual love.
For K,
Who never received it, having chosen another lover.

I have health anxiety in general and it seems like once I notice something, I latch onto it and it seems to get worse and worse until I either wind up going to the doctor or something else pops up. It's so annoying because I know what I'm doing but also feel powerless to stop this cycle.
This week, I happened to notice that one of my fillings in the back of my mouth has changed color(it could've been like this for a long time, I usually brush my teeth in my bathroom that has no natural light and I noticed this in the mirror next to a window)..I was at the dentist in March for a cleaning and told I have no cavities, but now my jaw is starting to hurt on that side. I know the pain is most likely because I clench my teeth in my sleep ( i wear a night guard), but now I'm convinced that my tooth is broken or I need a root canal. The tooth itself doesn't hurt and it doesn't feel soft or anything but my brain will not let it go. I know I'm giving myself more TMJ pain from the tension and yet I can't stop worrying about it. I'm embarrassed to go to the dentist since I was just there and also I'm afraid of my dentist. He's a great dentist, but he has mentioned to me before that a couple of my previous cavities were deep and will probably wind up needing a root canal eventually. I'm also a SAHM so we are on a tight budget and having to pay for a root canal would put us into even more debt than were already in.

I was recently diagnosed with IBS but I still have to get an endoscopy and colonoscopy to figure out if there's anything else happening. This is honestly the most frustrating thing because I have health anxiety and many of my gastro symptoms give me tremendous anxiety. Lately, I've been in a flare of something that has made eating very difficult. Every time I eat something I feel worn down and my muscles get really heavy. Sometimes my chest gets tight and it's a little hard to take a full breath. I get such crazy brain fog and fatigue that I have to sit down but sitting down for too long makes me dizzy if I move to get up. Sometimes I feel like I'm having an out of body experience and it's wild. I also get a lot of bloating and gas and I'm definitely constipated and having a hard time actually going lately, but I am still going so things are moving.
I tried looking up what causes fatigue and shakiness after eating and I keep seeing something akin to a blood sugar issues. My problem is that I have most of the symptoms described, but about 2 weeks ago I was in the ER and they ran blood tests and all that and they said I didn't have anything life threatening or even anything out of the ordinary. I was discharged with having a massive panic attack and that was basically it. So, I'm thinking that this is probably just really bad constipation and gas causing this symptoms and I've experienced them before, just not on this level. I'm hoping that's all it is, because I'm so out of it that I don't really know what to do when I start feeling this way.
As I type this I'm starting to sweat and I feel like I can't concentrate but I'm moving around and thinking. It's so weird and uncomfortable.
Any thoughts or advice or any similar experiences? I really gotta figure this out because I'm tired of running to the ER and them telling me that I'm fine. Thank you!

Age: 30
Sex: M
Height: 5'10
Weight: 157 lbs
Race: Asian
Drugs: Marijuana, Zyn Nicotine pouches (6 mg)
Medications: Pepcid when needed
Current conditions: Anxiety, Acid reflux, Chronic constipation, indigestion
Smoke: Yes (Marijuana - heavy with edibles usage as well)
Drink: very rarely (once in 6 months if so)
History: I always had stomach issues, got an endoscopy and colposcopy done 6 months ago, and got 5 precancerous polyps removed from my stomach and intestines. I have inflammation in my stomach (negative for Barret's Esophagus or any other condition. MRI with contrast came out normal for the abdomen and blood work was normal as well except fatty liver finding (doc told me not to worry)
My primary complaint :
I'm reaching out today because I'm at a breaking point and desperately need your guidance to turn my life around. For the past 3.5 years, I've been trapped in a destructive cycle of heavy marijuana use, spending most of my days lying down and barely moving. My focus is almost non-existent, even though I work from home. My days are consumed with anxiety, and my health is suffering.
Recently, I had precancerous polyps removed from my stomach and intestines through endoscopy and colonoscopy. This, coupled with ongoing digestion issues, has amplified my health anxiety. I'm constantly worried about my well-being, and I know I need to change before it's too late.
I want to reclaim my life and start a healthier, more fulfilling lifestyle. I'm 30 years old, and it's high time I take control of my health and happiness. Here's what I need help with:

1. Breaking the Marijuana Habit and not getting into something else (addictive personality): I need help to cut down and eventually quit smoking weed. What strategies, resources, or support groups have worked for others? I rely on weed to eat , when I am bored - I never like being sober, but now it's too much and I want to get out this !
2. Getting Active: I’m a complete beginner when it comes to exercise, and I've been incredibly sedentary. How can I start incorporating physical activity into my daily routine? Are there specific exercises or routines that are good for beginners? what should I do to detox my body and kick start everything? How do I feel good from constant pains in body and not being fit both physically and mentally ?
3. Diet and Nutrition: My diet is a mess, I eat at uneven times - sometimes I eat , sometimes don't eat all day and my digestion issues are worsening my anxiety. What dietary changes can I make to improve my digestion and overall health? Are there specific vitamins or supplements that could help? How should i start eating with proper schedule and retrain my body? Any detoxes required on the way?
4. Mental Health: My health anxiety is overwhelming, and I need to develop a more positive mindset. I watch porn a lot as well :( What techniques, therapies, or practices have helped others manage health anxiety and build mental resilience? Yoga, watching any therapy videos or music ?
5. Building a Support System: I feel isolated and need a community or support group to keep me motivated and accountable on this journey. Where can I find such support?

Lastly, I currently experiencing immense constipation (doc advised me to get another colposcopy again due to lack of bowel prep) and digestion issues. I use nictoine pousches to relive constipation and smoke marijuana for any stomach pains before eating. Should I start with getting all of the blood work - CBC, CMP, LIPID PANEL, Urine/micro, ESR, A1C test, TSH, etc with Abdomen MRI contrast and another endoscopy / colonoscopy ? and then get on a detox and slowly change lifestyle? How Do I proceed with simple steps .
I've always been someone who helps others, but now I find myself in a mess and desperately need help. Any advice, personal experiences, or resources you can share would mean the world to me. I know this is a significant change, but I'm determined to take my life back and start living better.
Thank you all in advance for all of your support and help I really appreciate it I am A 30-year-old desperately ready for change
Please tell me how do I get my life on track !!!! or

Im researching it right now. Was driving on the highway, my teeth started vibrating so i pulled over and called my mom, she didn't answer, and then my whole body started to vibrate, and before i knew it my hands were pinned to my chest and i was on the phone with 911. Thank god for Siri, there was no chance i could've dialed. My hands looked exactly as this person https://imgur.com/a/ayF83 posted a picture of, and circulation was totally cut off there. I couldn't move shit . barley could move my mouth. im still so discombobulated typing this its been a few hours. I'm kind of confused. read some other people's testimony and they all said they could not breathe, but i was totally fine on breathing. very convineietyly my chest wasn't feeling tight, my nostrils were wide open, and my breathing was very good. that honestly was probably the difference of me not having to get in the ambulance. i as able to clearly speak to the 911 operator. told them the mile marker i was at, what my car looked like, but i did at one point believe i was going to pass out. I wanted to pass out, and just wake up in a bed feeling better, but after closing my eyes for a minute or so i felt alert enough to communicate again. by the time state troopers got there i could move my legs so i used my foot to unlock the door. talked to them for a bit and i slowly but surley started to get my extremeties back. i talked to the paramedics and all them nah i dont do narcotics nah idont be on nictine nah i didnt smoke weed today (even though i told tem im coming from my frinds house sounded so sus) if i wasn't a clean looking 18 year old they would've thogut i was a tweaker. within like half an hour my mom had picked me up bc i called her and my dad. ultimatley i was okay. it's just strange. I don't have a history with anxiety, but the things that lead up to it are thiings that have happened often before. I'm about 99% that too much caffeine intake caused this. all my life since i started using caffeine (im not a daily user) ive been very careful about it. like no more than 180mg in a day thats the MAXIMUM. but today i went to starbucks in the morning with my girlfriend, i got a 16oz mocha frappe whcih i searched it up it has like 110 mg caff and then later in the day since i was driving so much and was getting tired i had a celcius (200mg caffeine) but had not been eating nearly enough. just one full meal. So yeah, sorry if this is the wrong sub for this since i don't have too much of a history with anxiety besides jittering when i need to focus, but i figure people like me in the future would be glad to find this post if they're searching on google like i was. i am a little nervous about getting in a car again. I've cancelled anything for the next few days that involves driving over like 20 mins. thanks for reading and any advice/tips/shared experiences would be appreciated!!!! PS - I forgot to mention what was going on before my tetth atrted vibrating and stuff.. i was having random moments of panic because i kept feelign randomly spacey. like i would take a breath and just forget to breathe out for too long and then exhale and just feel freaked out. that just kep happening until it all unfolded.

Swollen Brain Feeling Stinging/Burning Brain Brain Fog Feeling Spaced Out Neck Pain Swollen Burning Sinuses Blurry Vision Lactic Acid Myalgia Derealization Depersonalization Shortness of Breathe Air Hunger Fatigue Tinnitus Pots Blood Pooling High Heart Rate When Standing Temperature issues Feels like I have a Brain Infection Head Feels Full Extreme PEM Poison Feeling Flu like symptoms Sore Throat Warm Sensations in feet Concussed feeling in forhead Arms Feel Cold/Chills Prickly Hands and Feet Chest Tightness Watery Eyes Shoulder Pain Kidney Pain Eye Floaters Can’t Focus Bladder Issues Confusion Orthastatic Intolerance Muscle Twitching Burning Skin Anxiety Depression Cool sensation when breathing in Thighs burn Cell Dying Feeling Cannot Produce Energy Brain Inflammation
Could use some hope, I’m completely bed bound with these symptoms. Scared I won’t get better.

I’ve been having this weird chest pain for about two weeks - it’s on the left side, but it’s more like a pinching pain in a certain spot (not crushing, severe, no other heart attack like symptoms). Sometimes it’s more diffuse and burning, but it’s not a severe pain. It happens very randomly - it isn’t tied to exertion, breathing, and I honestly only usually notice it when I’m thinking about it. If I get busy, it rarely happens, but it does sometimes pop up when I’m not thinking about it.
I have severe anxiety and PTSD, and also some health PTSD from a near death experience last year. However, I’ve never had a random pain in my chest like this that doesn’t just go away after a day or two?
I already take medicine for GERD, I do have a large abdominal hernia (lower in my abdomen though), I take BP meds, and I had an EKG in Jan for a similar pain that was normal.
Could my anxiety be causing such a consistent, random pain? I started buspirone about a week and a half ago so I know it hasn’t reached its full effect, but it just seems so weird that I keep having this “pain” randomly when I’m not especially anxious.

I am 3wpo with an uneventful recovery and I have two small ones so I am up and at it each day. Maybe not lifting but doing just about everything else. We had company today and I grocery shopped, cooked, cleaned etc.
I now have a pain between the right side of my abdomen and my belly button.

1. Am I okay? Do I just rest now lots? Ugh
   
2. Also, Could def be a gas pocket from faja also, how tight are yours! Mine hurts to wear its that tight but the store near me recommends this extreme compression.
   

I am pretty far into my treatment, I am on 14/16 for refinements. For some reason this tray feels so tight, I even kept the old tray in an extra day to make sure things were okay. Reminds me of my very first tray.
When I tried it again there was no pain, but it still felt so tight. They felt better a few minutes into wearing them so I kept them in.
Now trying to take them off is horrible. I have pain on my front tooth that has an attachment and quite a bit of anxiety since this process has been mostly pain free for me. No problems eating or touching my teeth.
Has anyone else had this with random trays? Did things turn out okay?
Thank you for any time you take out of your day. :)

Urgent advice needed - narc/HJNTIY - SEND HELP!
OK I’m high as a kite right now and am going through it a bit in the relationship department so thought I’d take the inner focus to write down what is happening so the good people of reddit can give me an honest and brutal review. This is my first ever post but I need to be told by strangers of the internet that have read the whole story what I should do and what they think is going on, because I’m not listening to those around me that love me.
This is a long arse post (over 3500 words) so please only read it if you’re dedicated to the cause. And please be dedicated for the cause as I need help. I’ve tried to include as much information and context as possible because I see so many replies to posts where they ask for more context. As I’ve deleted my conversations with him so many times, my sources are:-
· From memory
· WhatsApp conversations I had with friends at the time.
· Journal entries
I met X on Tinder in early November last year. He was handsome, Irish and, according to his Tinder profile had two teenagers, his own house and his own car. We chatted for a while on that platform and I said that I loved the Irish accent because I was mad on Westlife growing up (this is cringe knowing what I know now), and he told me he thought I was beautiful and that he wanted to meet me. I went to message him but didn’t like the fact he had no profile picture and he had disappearing messages turned on. I messaged him on Tinder querying the lack of picture etc and he said that his profile picture is set to contact only (this is a legit thing) and it was his company logo anyway, and disappearing messages turned off when he added someone to their contacts. So I waited a few days and sent him a message on WhatsApp. It stayed on single tick for 3 days. Now, having left a 16 year relationship five months earlier, I was at the point of “if I get one hint of a red flag, they’re not for me” so by day 2 of the single tick, I unmatched him from Tinder. Day 3 I get a message from him apologising because he had been on a bender in Liverpool for a friends birthday and his battery had run out. He was really apologetic, and said he’d love to take me out but I said I wanted to chat a bit more first. He was super attentive, sent me voice notes, asked me how my day went so after a week, when he asked me to meet again, we arranged something for the following Saturday. He text me all week in the lead up then on the day, he tells me he can’t come because his ex wouldn’t tell him what time she’d be there to takeover parenting of their son. I can’t even remember if I messaged back as I fixed up plans to go on another date and didn’t give it a thought. Whilst I was out on the date, he sent me pictures of him and his two year old son looking at Christmas lights. He then asked me when I was not free and hoped he hadn’t messed it up. I told him I was free the coming Friday so we arranged to meet then. He text me daily at the build up, told me he couldn’t wait to see me. On the day we were due to meet, he messaged me in the morning asking if we were still on. I met him that evening at the bar of the hotel he was staying in. I was struck instantly by how attractive he was and his accent was everything. He got me a drink and we sat down in the bar. He was chatting to me, sitting to the left of me and within about 10 minutes, asked if he could sit directly next to me in the alcove I was sitting in. I felt this was a bold move but welcomed it. I asked him about what it had been like growing up in Northern Ireland, I told him about my group of friends I’d had for 20 years, and my children etc. After talking for about an hour, he suggested going for dinner and asked what I wanted. I wasn’t very good at making decisions, so I asked that he choose. As we walked down the street to the town, he grabbed my hand to hold it and asked “is this ok?”. I obviously agreed because his confidence was charming and I’ll admit I was quite awestruck. We talked intensely and it was clear that we really fancied each other. After dinner, he moved his seat next to mine (seemingly a common trademark for him) and he talked to me a while longer before asking if he could kiss me. This took me by surprise again because it felt so romantic and I just hadn’t felt that for ages so I let him lean in and it was amazing. We moved onto a bar and just basically kissed for the next hour, in between drinking more. I ended up back in his hotel and we were kissing through the door with me saying “we’re not going to have sex” over and over. Yeah, it lasted two minutes before we were taking each others clothes off etc. We had sex multiple times that night and he showed me things I had never experienced, if you know what I mean. I woke up the next morning with him next to me. I had anxiety with the panic that I had slept with him on the first date. He could sense something was up but I couldn’t explain to him why because I didn’t want to sound weird. He kept kissing me and asking if I was ok but all I had was an overwhelming feeling of dread so I tried to assure him; unconvincingly. He dropped me home and text me a couple of hour later, saying he’d had a great time and wanted to see me again. He said I he was sorry if he hurt me in bed the night before and I assured him that he didn’t. We exchanged a couple more messages and I was feeling super positive.
I text him on the Monday asking how his day was. He replied it was chaotic. I asked when he wanted to see me next and he suggested lunch on the Sunday. I can’t remember when I messaged him next but it was either later that day or the next. My message went unread until Thursday and I freaked out about it. Was he messing me around? Did he not like me as much as he said he did. I actually cried to my friends because I felt like such an idiot for sleeping with him on the first date. He text me Thursday night apologising that he’d been distant and that his son was in hospital and he’d call me the following day. He didn’t and I’m pretty sure he didn’t call me for the next week or so. Then I sent a drunk text and asked if I should give up. He asked me not to give up yet and that we’d talk property the next day. Again, this conversation didn’t happen for two days. We met up every 1.5 weeks after that, always had amazing chat, sex and stayed up all night. During this time, I recall never feeling secure in his communication outside of when we met. It usually took him a long time to even open my messages/send a response. His phone does something weird as well where you don’t get two grey ticks until he opens the app, so I would spend quite a lot of time assuming I was blocked (even when I hadn’t done anything). I wanted to go away for my birthday and he said he would book it on New Years Eve. He’s a bit flaky at securing plans so I made him promise he would. I was at a NYE party so was buzzing to get confirmation of the booking but I had nothing. I tried to call him at midnight because you wish people a happy new year right, but there was no answer. I then asked him every day if he was going to book as we were going away on the 5th January. On about the 2nd January, he rang to say that he’d only be able to do one night because he had just received a massive £5,000 bill for his ex wifes car tax. I said I would pay half because I just wanted to spend the time with him and we agreed I would book it and he would send me half.
We went away and agreed to get there at 4pm. He turned up at 6.30 blaming work** X is notoriously late. I don’t think he’s ever been on time for any of our dates and on average turns up 2hrs late** Everything got pretty intimate straight away and we had a great first night. We even sat outside and he told me all about the stars. Told me that night he was crazy about me and I felt happy. The following night we both had a lot to drink and got into an argument after an actually lovely night. I can’t remember what happened but the next morning which happened to be my actual birthday and he wasn’t talking to me. I eventually ended up being shouted at shortly after lunchtime because apparently I thought I was always right and when I say sorry I don’t mean it. I was kind of taken aback because, even if I had done something wrong, wouldn’t you swallow that a little bit considering it was the persons birthday? Anyway, I managed to win him round by 3pm by feeding his ego and we left having, sort of, made up - you know big hugs and being nice to each other. But I still felt this horrible feeling. I cried all the way on the drive home. When I rang him like he asked to say I’d got home, I told him I felt weird. He said that it was weird and it shouldn’t be this difficult so early on in a relationship. I was gutted by that comment as I’d wasted my birthday with someone that wasn’t even talking to me. I mourned the end of it then and was sad over the next days but then he rang me completely normal apologising that he hadn’t spoken to me the day before and just needed a day to himself. I said it was fine and that I was happy he had rung. He told me he’d text me later but never did.
I then didn’t see him for two weeks and communication between that time was consistent in its inconsistency. He often said he’d ring, but didn’t. Then it would have been a few days and he called and said we need to have a grown up conversation and he’d come down. We arranged for a Thursday a week a half away. Again, he turned up late to the hotel. He got in, showered me with compliments above how great I looked and then lifted me onto the bed. I told him nothing would happen until after dinner but obviously, we got hot and heavy. We had an amazing evening and, in the morning, I asked him what the grown up chat was all about. He said he only said that to lure me there. I asked what was going on and he said he couldn’t commit to seeing me every week. This made me a bit shocked as if that’s your message, why wouldn’t you say that before having a great night with someone and building up more hope. Anyway, I suggested every other week which he said he could do. I obviously didn’t think that was enough but just concluded that in time, it would get more frequent.
Next time I saw him was beginning of February. We went away. He was 3.5hrs late because of some issue he needed to sort with his ex. He turns up asking me not to make the whole weekend about him being late. I said I can say I’m annoyed but I’d just get over it. We had a great evening again. We also had a great weekend the following night until we got back to the place and he fell asleep on the sofa. I kept playfully poking him saying “wake up, I want to have some fun with you”. He got annoyed and started shouting at me that it was the first night in ages he’s had any peace and I’ve spoilt it”. He went upstairs to bed and I followed shortly after, trying to make things good between us. He rejected my advances no less than 5 times throughout, saying I was too pushy. We were due to check out at 10am and, being conscious of this, I managed to get him to hug me. We were finally packing up our things when he said “do you think we got everything from upstairs”, so despite him repeatedly rejecting me throughout the evening, he decided he wanted to it quickly before we left. I obliged and we then went out and had a nice lunch together and had a good laugh.
He went back home to Ireland for a bit after that and I barely heard from him. I continued to text him but didn’t get a response. I spoke to him once where we arranged to meet the coming Saturday. He got home a few days before we were due to meet and said he wanted to make it all up to me and that he couldn’t wait to.
The night before we were due to meet he warned me he had been in urgent care for a suspected kidney infection. He said he was still going to come down anyway. Didn’t hear from him until 3pm the following day (he was supposed to pick me up at 2pm). He said he had been sleeping and was still coming down and would be with me at 6. He picked me up, we went to the hotel and I explained that I needed more from him and I felt so unseen when he didn’t message me. He told me things would be better in a month when he had his own flat and more structure with his son. He hugged me tight and seemed sincerely sorry for making me feel that way. I felt positive things were going to change. We again had a great night but at about 6am in the morning, we had to leave because he said he felt unwell and needed to go to the hospital. Now, that would be completely plausible if you hadn’t got a blow job 10 minutes before. Like, I get it if you’re ill, but if you’re hospital ill, you wouldn’t even want one. So anyway, we left early and I felt confused and deflated.
Basically the long and short of it (because I can’t be bothered to write much more) is that we are in this cycle and I’m really confused if I am being emotionally abused. My friends think I am and they are really concerned about it. But I’m normalising the behaviour.
He leaves early when he stays, without any notice and even when he’s said we’ll spend the following day together.
He’s met my friends and event that night when I was trying to tell him how he makes me feel invisible when we’re not together and considering he could only see me every two weeks, that was a lot of time to feel invisible. I raised that he hadn’t contacted me first since the 26 February and he denied it, scrolling through his phone trying to find evidence which, of course, he couldn’t. He started shouting at me when I voiced my feelings. I asked him not to shout at me but he continued to. He went to leave and I told him he shouldn’t because he had been drinking. He eventually apologised to me for shouting. He left the next day at 9am and text me a few hours later saying he was sorry he had to leave early.
Last time I saw him was 2 weeks ago. It had been a month since I had seen him and his contact had been the usual level of poor. He came to the house and barely got through the front door before we were all over eachother. And as usual he was great and it was one of the best nights I’ve had with him. I asked him if, because he couldn’t see me that much, did he want to just keep us casual and I could get my romance from others. He was horrified by this and said that he considered us to be together. I went to sleep happy. He woke me up at 10am saying he had to go because his ex was threatening to take his son out for the day if he wasn’t back for a certain time. I had no prior warning of this and we had planned to spend the morning together and he was going to leave after lunch. I started to question it and he said “don’t start all this shit” and still left. I cried after he left. Again confused.
I was supposed to see him last Saturday and he was going to come later so he could spend the day with his son. I tried to ring him every few hours to finalise plans and there was no answer. So I had some wine and got progressively more frustrated saying that this was definitely over and it was disrespectful etc. I called him a narcissist. The following day I still had nothing so I demanded an explanation and (rather poorly) alluded to the fact that he was probably still with his wife and I was one of many. He didn’t read my texts until Monday and said he was waiting to be discharged by the doctor and he would call me shortly. He didn’t. So I rang him a few times the following day and text him to say I was concerned. He eventually answered at 10pm and had a go at me for the messages I sent about his wife. Apparently on Saturday he’d fallen off a step ladder and had a seizure and he wasn’t allowed his phone because he wasn’t allowed to incur extra stress. He said he was angry that I automatically believed something so poor of him, rather than thinking something could have happened. He said he needed time and I asked if that meant I shouldn’t contact him. He said that wasn’t what he was saying. But basically, I left that conversation confused and vulnerable.
Since then, all week I’ve been trying to contact him and he’s not responded to my calls or messages. At the current time, my WhatsApp has been on unread since Tuesday night. I tried to ring him earlier and he sent me a message saying he’d gone away with his son for the weekend to spend some time and get some headspace. He went onto say that “I just can’t do this with all that’s going on right now in my life. I just can’t give you what you deserve and it’s not fair on either of us to have to battle this hard trying to make it work especially so early in the relationship”.
It’s worth noting that X and I have had this exchange multiple times. The first one was in January. He always says he hasn’t got the time to give me what I deserve because of what he’s got going on in his life but then we make contact again. He always says he’ll try to change but we just end up in the same spot. And I probably do come across as needy because I’m the type that can’t just do the no contact thing and I get frustrated when someone doesn’t call me back or respond. After we tell eachother why it’s not working, he’ll either keep me stewing for a few days or message like absolutely nothing has happened. The only difference this time is that he's not read any of my messages since Tuesday.
Why does he keep coming back? What the hell is going on?
I definitely think he's attracted to me. He always asks for photos, calls me gorgeous and the last time he was here he barely made it through the front door so it must be something else. And can that go after 2 weeks? If basically nothing has happened other than he got annoyed I concluded I’d been stood up and he was still with his wife.
He’s always put up with my frequent contact and outbursts before, so I can’t see it being that, unless it’s something that has finally turned into a drain.
I’d really appreciate your utterly ruthless feedback on all this. No feelings spared. You can insult me, tell me I’m terrible and it’s all my fault. I want to hear it all.
I feel like I have no idea on if I’ve got been completely done over, or if I’m overreacting and this treatment is perfectly fine.
Are there any guys who can give me an insight into this behaviour. Is he even into me at all? Is it likely I’ll hear from him again and should I run, or is that my friends being dramatic? Honestly, another guy asked me if I was OK the other day and I was totally overwhelmed by that as it’s so normal to just be treated how I am by X.
Oh I should also add that this relationship left me feeling so mentally battered that I lost two stone, got diagnosed with clinical depression and had to be put on meds. At one point I was so isolated in my bed that I called a mental health nurse asking for help and they ended up calling an ambulance as they thought I wanted to kill myself. So there must be something about this that is so wrong.
Thanks for getting to end, I appreciate it. And hopefully feedback will help someone else because I can't find a situation quite like mine.

Hey, 26, male. I have a pretty decent laberal Tera in right hip. Definetly cause issues with walking, sitting, whatever. PT is not helping as much this time around. Groin area and lower abdomen feel tight and I am starting to have urinary retention and pelvic floor dysfunction symptoms. I am trying to decipher whether that is related to the tear. One doc says it definetly could be, one doc doubts it. I think it plays a part in this,snd maybe is the main issue that needs to be addressed. Anyone have experience with this and if you got a surgery, did it help your pelvic issues as well? Thanks 🙏

Age: 35
Male
Never smoked
I use to be an alcoholic but it has been over a year since I have drank.
5' 9"
350 lb (it's progress as I use to weigh over 500 last January)
For the last few months, I have been having problems with oily/sticky stool. I had my gallbladder removed at the beginning of last month and I was hoping that would solve the issue. However, it continues to happen I have also had a very mild burning sensation on the left side of my abdomen for the last couple days. I have health anxiety issues which is why I kinda freaked out went to the ER a week ago (over a different issue) they did a CBC and comprehensive metabolic panel and everything was in normal range. Edit: Not sure if it matters but, I have also been taking Miralax regularly on and off for a few weeks.

Age: 27
Sex: Male
Height: 6'
Weight: 280
Race: white
Duration of complaint: 2-3 years
Location: chest/neck/head
Any existing relevant medical issues: anxiety
Current medications: lexapro
Hey all, I'd like to preface this by saying I've suffered from anxiety for 13 years. I had my gallbladder removed freshman year and that's what triggered it for me. It's developed into heart anxiety. I've been having this issue the last couple years where occasionally when standing up I'll get a slight lightheaded feeling and upper chest/neck tightness for about 5 seconds. I've had multiple ekgs since about 2017 and bloodwork/ekg last year and everything was fine. I go to the gym twice a week, my strength is good but my cardio is bad. Today really freaked me out as I was looking for a new bed and when I laid down at the mattress firm I felt a sensation I could only explain as blood rushing through my chest and I got really lightheaded. It didn't hurt or anything but was really uncomfortable and scary. It's not the first time I've had a similar sensation but this one felt the most intense. I saw my doctor about this a few months ago and he just told me to come back if it gets worse. Is this a normal thing? I dont drink, smoke, I recently quit vaping. I know my anxiety is already bad with my heart but that sensation is very concerning to me.

My symptoms started on October 1st, 2023. I felt this gnawing, raw tightness in my upper abdomen, especially when bending down or lying down. This was accompanied with nausea and heartburn, the latter which I felt mostly in my upper back. I finally saw my GP on Oct. 17, in which she diagnosed me with GERD without Esophagitis after a normal bloodwork and ultrasound. She prescribed me 15 days of PPI, symptoms resolved by Nov. 1, and I moved on. I chalked it up to two factors: 1. - stress as my dog had become severely ill and needed to be hospitalized 2. - I was on antibiotics for a UTI, and this particular antibiotic is known to be especially hard on the stomach.
However, on January 8th, my symptoms returned. I messaged my GP on the Portal, and she prescribed 60 days of PPI with the logic that some individuals need to be on them longer. However, on this round of PPI, my symptoms never really went away, but didn’t necessarily get worse, either. On my own accord and at the advisement of some family and friends with GERD, when my 60 day supply ran out, I tapered with the 90 day supply the pharmacy auto sent me. This is when all hell broke loose. March 11 - March 28.
My symptoms increasingly worsened as I tried to taper off the PPI. The gnawing and rawness in my upper abdomen was so bad, I was sleeping with my teeth clenched. A new symptom was difficulty breathing and swallowing - especially meat, as well as pain on the left side of my back. My stool also changed - larger and yellowish.
I returned to my GP who stuck by her diagnosis of GERD without Esophagitis. She advised to stay on the PPI, which I explained never worked much during my second bout. She then provided me with a referral to a GI and ZOLOFT for anxiety. I was skeptical, but she convinced me I was in a vicious cycle of GERD causing anxiety, and anxiety causing GERD. A week later, the GI prescribed H2 Blocker, Famoditine, and advised I take it before bed as that’s when I majority of my symptoms occur - overnight and morning.
In the four weeks I had to wait for an Endoscopy, I successfully tapered off the PPI, used the ZOLOFT and Famodinite daily, and my symptoms disappeared!
Cured!
Endoscopy did show mild Gastritis, but negative for Atrophy and H Pylori with no cell changes or abnormalities. Esophagus and Small Intestines were clear.
PPI are not for everyone. The H2 Blocker worked much better for me, in combination with the Zoloft - I would recommend the latter if you have anxiety around it. I did not make dietary changes as I don’t eat fried / fatty foods anyway, though I did swap out coffee for tea.
Message me with any questions, there is hope!
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I wrote this comment the other day, and did not realize how far I have gone until I have summarized it myself: https://www.reddit.com/Healthygamergg/comments/1cuy7u8/comment/l59hf2i/
This is my story since January of 2024. I thought I'd write it down and give myself a bit of recap.
I (23M) started working as a English teacher at a test prep center in June of 2023. Basically I help middle / high school kids with their foreign language exams. For context, working in my country is super stressful and especially in this field, I work on a tight schedule. Stress and anxiety started to build up as a result of not being able to finish the work assigned on time. There really isn't a sense of meaning in my job because I see hardly any sense of purpose in helping kids with merely academics while seeing them having a hard time dealing with their parents / even disliking coming to the test prep center in the first place. It is hard to teach a group of demotivated kids with hardly any passion in learning. I am doing my job for money basically.
And perfectionism is not helping me in this case either. As a new teacher, I am supposed to construct a set of teaching tools (such as slides) myself. So it absolutely does not help when my supervisor asked me to present my demo class to an audience of experienced teachers who are about to criticize me. (In hindsight, their criticism is very constructive and comes from a place of compassion, but at the time, all I hear are harsh words.) It was my worst nightmare for a whole month. I prepare for demo classes, all anxious, get up and present, selectively excludes all the helpful parts of the advice from the presentation, feel bad about myself, come home with another lesson to prepare, only to get all anxious again. This went on and on. Until I just couldn't do anything, anymore. I couldn't function. I would freeze on stage, completely blanking on my notes and slides. I could see the secondhand embarrassment from my supervisor's face. (In hindsight, again, all they were trying to do was to help me. I was just too biased in my own head to see it.)
Fast forward to December, I was going through 5 months of anxiety, burnout, perfectionism and working very hard trying to keep myself together. And then I was told that all the teachers that signed up half a year ago was supposed to give a presentation to the head manager of this test prep center, to demonstrate what they have iterated and learned throughout this period of training and teaching.
I did not show up. In fact, I did not prepare anything for it. I was procrastinating the preparation 1 months ahead, and then 2 weeks ahead, and then 3 days ahead. The day before the presentation, I was playing Minecraft until 3 AM, with almost nothing prepared. I. Just. Overslept.
People at work started calling me. I started ghosting them. I bet that was the worst week of my life for the past year.
A week later, (and this is January 2024) my supervisor was kind enough to talk to me and asked me if I was okay. I said I was not, and that I had went to the doctors, received some meds, and asked if I could do anything to make it up for the missed presentation. She said that I could really need a break. We talked a bit, and I decided to leave, in good terms with everyone.
I stumbled upon Dr. K's video during December, a friend recommended to me a video during my burnout phase and I was not in the headspace to take care of myself, let alone watch some videos. But I started watching them. I also joined the coaching program because I felt like I could really need some external help tailored to my needs.
It is now June of 2024, 6 months later, and I am confident enough to say to my coach that I don't think I need a coach anymore, not because it is not helping me anymore, but because I feel like I have reached a point in my life where I am comfortable enough with myself and my state of mind to explore life on my own.
My lessons learnt throughout the 6 months period is pretty much summarize in this comment: https://www.reddit.com/Healthygamergg/comments/1cuy7u8/comment/l59hf2i/ But tldr, a large amount of self reflection + effort into developing my emotional awareness.
A win is a win. I think I have reached the other side. I hope everyone else does too.
Take care, y'all.

(Lex timeline for posterity: Started at 2.5mg, then increased after a month to 5mg. Currently at 1.5 months on 5mg.)
Hey all. I recently hit the 6 week mark on 5 mg, and my anxiety and general panicky feeling has come back really suddenly. My chest feels a little tight and I'm in a constant state of low-grade unease. Heart also feels like it's racing kinda often.
Weeks 3-5 were so awesome, and I really felt like I was getting better. The grass was greener, I was feeling so motivated at home and at work, just generally excellent vibes. But this whole week I've felt so awful. I really hope I'm still in the "adjustment" phase and my brain + body are still evening out, but I can't decide if I should stick it out at 5mg or talk with my doctor about increasing my dose.
Anyone have similar experience? Thanks in advance y'all -- hang in there :)

Hello guys, I am so fed up of being a complete loner, the thing is that a lot of people at first glance think that I am probably just an introvert who just loves to be alone, but no I was an extrovert in my early childhood (0-6) and it was mostly due to my extreme ADHD (making me want to be friends with every single person in my school.) At the age of 6, something horrible happened to my baby sis which has left her extremely disabled and she is unable to do anything without the support of an adult, during her hospital stay back when I was 6, I didn't go to school for 6 months and when I went back I was severely bullied. I still remember how I was jumped by ex friends on a daily basis when I went back, they usually beat me up before registration where we had to line up outside our designated classrooms and wait till our teacher let us in or they would take me to a secluded corner of the school and lure me by pretending that they missed being friendly with me and wanted to tell me secrets about the school during the time I was gone, but it was all a trap and I would usually end up in the medical room with multiple injuries and bruises, they were very severe. This shit went on till the end of primary school (elementary school) and by then all the damage had been made and I was suffering from many mental health disorders that no one was aware of and didn't have a single friend. I started secondary school (middle school + high school in same building) with high hopes that I might make a friend, but my plans failed and the whole year group hated me again and I was now getting psychologically bullied to the point where I made 5 suicide attempts at the age of 12 and I told my parents and teachers about it, but they just turned a blind eye to it. The fact that I haven't seen my cousins since I was 9 doesn't help either, along with that I have only been to 1 wedding in my entire life and only 3 birthday parties (consisting of my mom's friends sons or daughters birthday parties.) I feel so left out and behind from everyone else, I am autistic, have ADHD, have a couple of learning disabilities, have severe depression, have bipolar, have severe social anxiety, have borderline personality disorder, have general anxiety and have extreme health anxiety. I suffered an asthma attack when I was 14 and had to be hospitalised, a few months later my doctor took my inhalers away from me and said 'you are free of childhood asthma', I still get out of fucking breath all the time and wheeze a lot, I have extreme chest tightness and pain, but doctors always say 'it's just anxiety'. I can't even function properly, I am dumb at school and my parents said they will kick me out if I fail my GCSEs (I have Indian parents which makes the situation a whole lot worser.) My parents have been abusive towards me since I was 7 cuz 'im a worthless prostitute who should fuck my sister', I remember being 10 and running away from my house, but I was found a couple of hours later hiding at a nearby shop just staring at the workers in fear and for help, my parents still beat me up, my grandma is here on guest visa and she beats me up too, what the fuck is wrong with me? that is an question that has been unanswered since I was 6. I don't remember what 'happy' is anymore, I crave human connection and I think I may also have schizophrenia because I am always getting visions of my past, I usually spend my day by watching my computer or phone all day. I have been chronically online since I was 6 and even had an aunt who's house I had to stay at when I was 6 beat the fucking crap outta me. I go on the school bus everyday and the driver jokes about me looking like a school shooter, I really wanna die. It's holidays rn, but I am going back to school on June 3rd and then high school is officially finished for me on June 14th, which is my last exam. I get bullied on the bus by little kids, my seat gets kicked on a daily basis and all I can do is sit and cry cuz no one cares about me, I am not going to prom and I am not even attending the leavers assembly cuz I have 0 frndz (I mean it's always been that way.) Everyone is planning to meet after prom and have a private party where they will get drunk since alcohol isn't allowed in the venue, also obvs im not invited to that cuz im a freaky creepy loner who has been bullied since I was 6. I have had people shine stuff at windows when it's sunny and directly flash it to my eyes, despite knowing I suffer with a rare condition, I go blind for a couple of minutes and all I can do is sit and weep whilst they crack jokes about me and kick me around. I am so fed up of this life, I really wanna die, no one gets me. We have been having study hall sessions before the exams and I get bullied there as well and get reminded of how I wasted my childhood and teenage years by staying home all the time, I sometimes have to leave late after an exam and my dad forces me to wait at a supermarket's parking lot for me to be 'independent' cuz I am a fucking cunt. When I wait there, people speak in languages I cannot understand and I just know it's not nice, I've had bullies flying shopping trolleys to my face, having me agonising in pain, if I see someone from my school there I usually just run and hide like a criminal. Does anyone have any advice? Is there still hope that I can have friends one day?

Hi there, 40/f I'm struggling to figure out what's going on with my body and my GP who I've seen 6 times over the last 3 months is of no help. It all started a year ago with an injury in my left hip/lower back which gave me sciatica and troubles ever since. The pain has reduced over time but I can't work out anymore like I used to. At that time I was 4 weeks out from a bodybuilding comp. Now I can't even do 20 bw squats without struggle. Went to see a specialist with lumbar spine MRI which was normal. He prescribed nsaid which didn't help. Not surprised as I suspect something mechanical due to the fact that my symptoms disappeared in the beginning doing some ab exercises and after first osteo adjustment. Didn't have that same effect since. I've suffered from fatigue due to pain since.8 months ago developed golfers elbow and had other minor things popping up (wrist pain, knee pain, tight crunchy back and popping sound when moving joints) that I never dealt with before. March 24 I got what I think was COVID with extreme upper back pain followed by more fatigue and brain fog. Felt like things were going uphill a couple weeks later with even less hip pain. Then I hurt my neck/trap(?) 23 April during a light workout and developed a stiff neck. Ever since life turned shit. I feel dizzy when walking outside and especially in shops with bright light, light sensitivity- all monitors on dark mode blurred vision, brain fog, extreme anxiety. After a month I went to see my GP again (blood tests all normal) because of worsened neck pain, pain behind left eye and l/s face and she gave me Celecoxib for the neck pain that had worsened. This then also gave me pain in front of my neck. Another trip to GP who checked my eyes, blood pressure etc. and he sent me off to a breathing physio. I feel so dismissed and not taken seriously. All I can do at the moment is be at home, do meditation, sit in the dark and google. :( I'm dealing with health anxiety which has worsened over the last weeks making me lose weight. My potential causes at this point: (all undiagnosed) ADHD and hypermobiliy, causing cervical instability which leads to dysautonomia symptoms. Dysautonomia post covid or even MS (having bladder problems since years with very frequent urination). Any recommendations are much appreciated. My GP refuses to refer me to a specialist and I'm at a dead end with him.

Hello all. I apologize this is so long. So for back story I am 41F. I have 2 children and had my tubes tied in 2016. In 2019 or so I started having issues with heavy bleeding, and severe cramping/pain in abdomen. I told the Dr I was seeing at the rural health clinic about my concerns several times. This was brushed off as just heavier periods because I'm getting older, and sometimes this happens after getting tubes tied. Fast forward to the end of December 2023 and I get the period from hell. I bled for over 3.5 months, huge blood clots, extreme cramping, dizziness. Blacked out twice. Until I wound up in ER end of March with a hemoglobin of 5 and had to have a transfusion. The obgyn I saw in ER is now my regular obgyn. They tried 2 medications and 3rd being depo shot to stop it. Things went ok for about a month until I started bleeding and spotting on and off again. I have pain/cramping nearly all the time in my lower abdomen.This dr has mentioned a hysterectomy, but I also sense some push back. My GP says I seem to check all the boxes and should def push for hysterectomy. Here's my question, is there anything I should or shouldn't say to him at my upcoming appt in order to convince him to do this? As I 100% know the risks, and DO NOT want anymore kids obviously. I believe this is the right thing for me, given my history and family history etc. I do not wanna be on depo. Not only am I bleeding and spotting again anyway, but depo affects my anxiety and depression greatly. It was the whole reason I got my tubes tied to begin with, so I'm also dealing with that. Any advice, suggestions or personal stories needed and welcome! Thanks so much in advance!!

Hello
I don't know if the subject is appropriate (because it's not just about insomnia) but for some time I've been realizing that zolpidem is the only drug that calms my anxiety and soothes my obsessive thoughts. Usually when I take it I sleep at least one or two hours afterwards, and as sad as it is, it's the best part of my day to be able to have a moment like that without the tightness in my chest before sleeping.
So I'm wondering if there are others that have this effect and if those who take treatments for anxiety have been able to find something similar to the effects of zolpidem?

hi everyone! i had ct scan on may 18th for an unrelated reason and they found a nonobstructing 4mm stone in my left kidney. they seemed extremely nonchalant about it and told me it would pass without me knowing. i don’t really have any pain, but i feel a slight discomfort in the front left area of my abdomen (idk if that’s the stone or ibs lol). i’m looking for any and all advice, i have health anxiety and i’m worried that it’s gonna grow and become a bigger issue if i don’t pass it now. thank you 🧡