Posted by clint878 on October 1, 2006, at 19:15:36
Many people here will probably appreciate the irony of the following experience:
I was talking with a friend last night who I hadn't seen in a while. The topic of conversation was how our lives had gone the past few years. He looked at me and told me that he would kill to be in the shape I'm in. He obviously didn't know how ironic the statement was.
I go to the gym five days a week. I can bench and leg press hundreds of pounds, and run six miles at a time. I take multivitamins, B-12 supplements, folic acid, fish oil pills, and all sorts of other things to improve my health. I stay away from all trans-fat, eat whole-wheat products instead of white, drink three cups of green tea a day, and don't smoke or do drugs. The doctor said my cholesterol and blood pressure were excellent and that he wishes that all his patients were so conscious of their health.
Yet, some days I can barely get enough energy to get up, and other times I can barely concentrate enough to write a post half as long as this. It's a constant battle through anxiety to deal with people. Psychiatrists prescribe drug after drug that is useless, or I encounter strange adverse effects that nobody else seems to have to deal with. I talk to therapists about similar topics week after week with little progress. Everything I do seems to be a struggle against my mind.
God must have a sense of humor. How is it possible for people like those on this board to be in excellent physical health, but struggle constantly against our minds just to get the tiniest things done, or, in some cases, just to stay alive?
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