wub wrote:Can see it turning any hangovers into a living hell though.
It is but its probably saved me a few jobs lol
best app ever for heavy sleepers who can't get up in the morning. you literally dont have a choice but to wake the fuck up and try and work out 3/4/however-many maths puzzles with one eye open whilst cursing like a motherfucker
also if you don't have an app like that I suggest changing your alarm tone every week or two, used to help me.
either that or put your alarm/phone at the other side of the room (providing your alarm is loud enough) so you have to walk up to turn it off.
even then though i used to get up, turn it off and still end up back in bed asleep
Sheff wrote:also if you don't have an app like that I suggest changing your alarm tone every week or two, used to help me.
either that or put your alarm/phone at the other side of the room (providing your alarm is loud enough) so you have to walk up to turn it off.
even then though i used to get up, turn it off and still end up back in bed asleep
Same here, even after a piss.
At one point I wanted to buy this:
The helicopter goes off and you have to reconnect it to the base to turn it off.
Just went into town. Thought I was going to be sick. Had to fill out this piece of paper to exchange a book. Could barely write, went red, couldn't breathe.
Fucking love agoraphobia.
"...we now pause to test the soul of the Steppenwolf"
Motorway to Roswell wrote:Just went into town. Thought I was going to be sick. Had to fill out this piece of paper to exchange a book. Could barely write, went red, couldn't breathe.
Fucking love agoraphobia.
ah, deep man... cant even imagine how long that must be..
my girlfriend is doing some volunteer work 4 nhs to do with her psychology degree and went round the house of a 65 year old woman with a severe panic/ anxiety disorder- she can't even go upstairs in her house anymore (hasnt been outside for 5 years either), her bed is in the living room and toilet is a makeshift thing - just got a grant from council to build a downstairs extension for a loo, but she's to scared to get it done cos of the builders coming round... pretty sad situation
Motorway to Roswell wrote:Just went into town. Thought I was going to be sick. Had to fill out this piece of paper to exchange a book. Could barely write, went red, couldn't breathe.
Fucking love agoraphobia.
ah, deep man... cant even imagine how long that must be..
my girlfriend is doing some volunteer work 4 nhs to do with her psychology degree and went round the house of a 65 year old woman with a severe panic/ anxiety disorder- she can't even go upstairs in her house anymore (hasnt been outside for 5 years either), her bed is in the living room and toilet is a makeshift thing - just got a grant from council to build a downstairs extension for a loo, but she's to scared to get it done cos of the builders coming round... pretty sad situation
Had it for about three years now. It's not as bad as it was but it's fucking awful.
When I go out into town etc I get the same feeling as you would in a fight. Just feel threatened by everyone. Full of adrenaline.
That old woman's situation is horrendous. I'm glad I'm not that bad. Heartbreaking.
"...we now pause to test the soul of the Steppenwolf"
Same here, even after a piss.
