var title = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum Psychology Feed';
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		var time = 'Mon, 25 Aug 2025 21:39:38 -0400';

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		data[0]['title'] = 'I don't know what to do anymore.';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_don%CA%B9t_know_what_to_do_anymore._c-3_u-248158_b-5767.html';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_don%CA%B9t_know_what_to_do_anymore._c-3_u-248158_b-5767.html';
		data[0]['username'] = 'plsdontjudgeme';
		data[0]['blog_id'] = '5767';
		data[0]['blog_message'] = 'So for my first post, Im just going to do this as a journal I guess. I don&#039;t know.<br /><br />So basically, Im a teen. Please don&#039;t even ATTEMPT to judge me because I&#039;ve been through so much already and I am going to lose it.<br /><br />I feel so sad, hopeless, and SO angry all the time and I don&#039;t get why certain things happen to me. I mean, I was never a bad person. I don&#039;t know why I deserve all this at such a young age and I&#039;m so depressed and It&#039;s so UNFAIR.<br /><br />I hate me, I hate everyone, I hate the world. I hate everything. I never wanted to feel this way. I never EVER did. And now I do, and everything freaking sucks.<br /><br />My family thinks I&#039;m emo and my friends think I&#039;m outgoing and happy and I&#039;m going to lose it. I can&#039;t be who I really am because I&#039;m so afraid of being judged and I hate it so much.<br /><br />I spend most of the time in the bathroom breaking down to the point where I have to cover my mouth to make myself quiet. <br /><br />I&#039;m a TEEN.<br /><br />I never wanted to be like this AT ALL. I wanted to worry about my looks, my studies, and pop stars such as One Direction or Justin Bieber or something but NO. Life will not permit it and IT&#039;S UNFAIR.<br /><br />I want to be normal and so many bad experiences happened to me at such a young age and I&#039;m trying my best to BE happy but I can&#039;t and I don&#039;t know why.<br /><br />Instead of being HAPPY I&#039;m depressed, hopeless, angry and I HATE IT SO MUCH.<br /><br />I don&#039;t know what to do. I don&#039;t see any future of mine. I want to die but I don&#039;t and I really don&#039;t know what to do anymore and I&#039;m sick of it!<br /><br />I want to have dreams and I want to have crushes but I don&#039;t and as I said so many times,<br /><br />IT&#039;S SO FREAKING UNFAIR.<br /><br />I&#039;m too young and all these experiences and troubles in family, friends, school, and life is just piling and piling. <br /><br />I thought that maybe, this was a phase or something but I&#039;ve always been this way ever since I was young and I&#039;ve only realized it this year.<br /><br />I&#039;ve always been quiet and emo. Even in school, but I changed myself because there were people who teased me so, in a snap, after one summer, wow, I was happy on the outside. People used to say that I was really quiet and I always looked like I was mad and I just realized that I was just really sad. And now that developed into depression. I know you think I&#039;m lying since I&#039;m too young but we&#039;re all different here and we go through different things and I just had to go through many things at a young age.<br /><br />I&#039;m really tired. I really am. I tried everything. I even self harm. I have scars from razors and my parents think it&#039;s something I got from my dad called Keloid wherein you just get tiny scratches and they turn to look like scars and I agreed so they won&#039;t be suspicious. But after awhile, they did of course, so I started to cut elsewhere other than my wrist. <br /><br />Anyways, other than that rather disturbing paragraph, I just want help.<br /><br />I don&#039;t want to be some depressed teenager with anxiety. I hate always being jumpy, nervous and I want to be NORMAL.<br /><br />So. If anyone reads this. Please help me before this gets worse. I&#039;m really tired of feeling this way and I don&#039;t think I can hold my sadness and anger in any longer. I just want to scream at the world that I&#039;m upset and lost and to help me but I can&#039;t. I have no one to talk to. No one I trust.<br /><br />But I know there are people out there who will understand and that&#039;s why I am here now. I don&#039;t like thinking of suicide or anything. I really don&#039;t. And I want it to stop. So if anyone can PLEASE help me, just... HELP ME. <br /><br />Please, I&#039;m begging you. I&#039;m so desperate and I just really need someone to be there for me right now.';
		data[0]['blog_time'] = 'Fri, 08 Nov 2013 09:13:25 -0500';
		

		data[1] = new Array();
		data[1]['title'] = 'I can haz a blog?';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_can_haz_a_blog%CA%94_c-3_u-94420_b-3275.html';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_can_haz_a_blog%CA%94_c-3_u-94420_b-3275.html';
		data[1]['username'] = 'lbailey71';
		data[1]['blog_id'] = '3275';
		data[1]['blog_message'] = 'I am notoriously self absorbed, so the idea that others will be able to read what I right tickles me.  It more than tickles me, it gratifies me.  Right now I am struggling unsuccessfully with a gambling addiction.  It goes against the public persona that I have created for me to struggle this way, so I was actually thinking of setting up an alter account for my alter ego on a main blog site.  This will work just dandy.  Now I get to be my own dirty doppelganger and still be on the downlow with what a #######5 person I am.';
		data[1]['blog_time'] = 'Sat, 01 Sep 2012 01:45:36 -0400';
		

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		data[2]['title'] = 'The devil still lurks, so why not raise my meth dose??';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/the_devil_still_lurks_so_why_not_raise_my_meth_dose%CA%94%CA%94_c-3_u-82459_b-2235.html';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/the_devil_still_lurks_so_why_not_raise_my_meth_dose%CA%94%CA%94_c-3_u-82459_b-2235.html';
		data[2]['username'] = 'bookofwildthoughts';
		data[2]['blog_id'] = '2235';
		data[2]['blog_message'] = 'So 2 weeks have gone by already.  The 12 induction days are now over, what a relief ! I can still remember how I was living this, how days went by so slowly, with those 2 ‘girls’, those 2 bi*ches ‘rendering ‘ my life hell.  Today, while we were on our meth doctor’s rendez-vous or consultation, one of my ex-induction friends (i accept to employ the word ‘friend’ here, how kind of me!) was talking over to me and that conversation TOOK ME BACK TO THE DAYS! Yes, back to the 12 induction days when we were all together, ha! To cut this story short (since I’m not writing about this today, some other day maybe…), I’m just glad I made it out! I imagined two more days with these animals in that cacophonic jukebox, that cacophonic cage, and I would have hung myself out dry, shyiiit.  Believe it or not, I even made a rope out of my blanket, ready to be used… “Anytime!” I mumbled, without even shedding a tear, not even afraid of dying, well it was just for a few minutes, since that feeling quickly got out of me.<br /><br />So today, when I went over to my meth doctor on consultation, the latter asked me if all’s well, if I didn’t get any side effects from my methadone or if I encountered any craving during my first week out and if I’m happy with my current meth dose.  Well I told him the truth, nothing but the plain truth: every morning, I would wake up with my yawnings and running nose well, not as much as the time when I was addicted to heroin like back in the days LOL, but I’m not supposed to get any of this, not even an inch of all this ! My body was not on top mode, which is true as compared to the days when I was on induction.  Even if I didn’t sleep at that time, my bosy was not as torn as it is now; we had less physical activities, less thinking to do and most of all, no stress at all, no phone ringing, no email to check, no meeting, nothing!  As on my current life situation, when all’s back on other than the heroin cravings gone, I would have to, for instance, assist my parents in cleaning their yards, yes yards with an ‘s’.  The truth? Well, I prefer to stay at work premises rather than spend a day home when my parents are at home as well since there would always be somewhere to go, something to do, no rest at all.  And the days where we have nothing to do (meaning no cleaning or house chores), well, we would spend the days at the beach swimming and running on the beach.  And I’d be all cranked up the next day at work, body all messed up, cramps, etc…<br /><br />So I told all this to my meth doc and the latter just thought that was gibberish, from what I could conclude.   The first thing he would mention was that I didn’t do as much physical efforts in an office, forgetting the fact that office is a part of my life.  He said he would raise my daily meth dose but the question remains, since he didn’t write anything in front of me, and that’s quite discouraging.<br /><br />Because then, the devil would lurk around me and maybe at a later stage, push me back on the streets who knows?? I know very well that a higher meth dose (maybe a 5ml raise might do to start with) is not recommended.  Is it not better to be on a relatively higher meth dose than to hit back the streets ?<br /><br />Think about it !';
		data[2]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 21 Feb 2012 13:14:02 -0500';
		

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		data[3]['title'] = 'If You're Angry';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/if_you%CA%B9re_angry_c-3_u-86399_b-2624.html';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/if_you%CA%B9re_angry_c-3_u-86399_b-2624.html';
		data[3]['username'] = 'Medikus';
		data[3]['blog_id'] = '2624';
		data[3]['blog_message'] = 'Angry, too, need the rules. If you would like to express their outrage, we must carefully choose the words and expressions that you are going to use it. Words can inflict a very strong emotional wound. Always remember that. And even in anger. Even if you are very angry, you should try to remain calm. Then you will be easier to formulate their claims. Do not focus on the process itself. Do not forget in the heat of anger, what you&#039;re angry, why are you angry, what goals you want to achieve, expressing their outrage.<br />You must also show that you are not satisfied with the personality of man, and his specific act or situation, in which he has put you. You should not insult the man. No need to remember all his faults, which are not relevant to the subject of your anger. Moreover, it is impossible to point to some external features of the man.<br />It is not advisable to show anger towards his boss. You do not reach the wrath of their goals. But you can lose a job.<br />If you are the boss, then you can afford to be angry at his negligent subordinates. But it is necessary to comply with all regulations. We must not go beyond appearances.<br />Anger can have different degrees. But the highest degree of your anger should be used very rarely.';
		data[3]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 01 May 2012 11:29:58 -0400';
		

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		data[4]['title'] = 'I unfriended my depressed friend.';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_unfriended_my_depressed_friend._c-3_u-360950_b-10180.html';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_unfriended_my_depressed_friend._c-3_u-360950_b-10180.html';
		data[4]['username'] = 'owlcityislove';
		data[4]['blog_id'] = '10180';
		data[4]['blog_message'] = 'I unfriended my depressed friend. She was very demanding and refused to accept criticisms, but she tried to be a friend, and that&#039;s what makes me feel guilty. She has depression and anxiety, but I&#039;m not the kind of person who&#039;s patient and understanding enough to deal with someone who gets angry at constructive criticisms and isn&#039;t willing to help herself. She asked me if I only befriended her out of pity, and I said &quot;yeah a little&quot; because I&#039;m a very straightforward person and I&#039;m not a very &quot;empathetic&quot; person per say, and yes that&#039;s a horrible thing to say, but I wanted out of the friendship that made me so anxious and unhappy all the time. Our friendship lasted for about 2 years, which was rather long considering that I only befriended her out of pity. It ended unhappily, with her telling me that I was selfish, but I know I couldn&#039;t put up a fake front anymore and I feel more liberated than sorry. Can someone tell me if what I did was right? Ending the friendship? I wanted to be a more understanding friend as well and attempted to make it last, but she really made me lose my head, any advice on that?';
		data[4]['blog_time'] = 'Sat, 03 Sep 2016 08:37:10 -0400';