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I brought this up in some other threads too. New EPA rule that effect's all new HVAC systems too.So for anybody into buying new appliances. The new freezer works fine at cooling food, but there are a couple of issues - probably due to regulators. First the door seals are so strong it takes a crowbar to get the door open. Just spent the last 20 minutes getting the thing leveled again after pulling it off the leveling blocks trying to pull the door open while holding food in the other hand. And somebody needs to define "garage ready" - not fun trying to get the leveling screws back in because designers don't seem to realize that garage floors have a slope for a reason, so what works for a level floor doesn't necessarily work for a sloped floor. The other thing is the warning label inside telling you that the new environmentally friendly coolant is flammable.
Sometimes progress just isn't. I'm predicting more of this as we boomers fade into the sunset - just can't replace wisdom and experience with ambition and whatever else is going around. Since I hit 78 earlier this week, I'm solidly in the grumpy old man league.
Put a thin cloth, wash rag or something similar in the middle under the handle. Will make opening easier and shouldn't allow too much frost productionSo for anybody into buying new appliances. The new freezer works fine at cooling food, but there are a couple of issues - probably due to regulators. First the door seals are so strong it takes a crowbar to get the door open. Just spent the last 20 minutes getting the thing leveled again after pulling it off the leveling blocks trying to pull the door open while holding food in the other hand. And somebody needs to define "garage ready" - not fun trying to get the leveling screws back in because designers don't seem to realize that garage floors have a slope for a reason, so what works for a level floor doesn't necessarily work for a sloped floor. The other thing is the warning label inside telling you that the new environmentally friendly coolant is flammable.
Sometimes progress just isn't. I'm predicting more of this as we boomers fade into the sunset - just can't replace wisdom and experience with ambition and whatever else is going around. Since I hit 78 earlier this week, I'm solidly in the grumpy old man league.
I don't know you at all but I do know that life is worth saving. Please do everything in your power to preserve your life.For those of you who don't know, don't understand, or don't want to admit it, mental health is a real issue. I'm going to be 43 in a little over a week. I have a seemingly perfect life living in paradise.
For the past few weeks I can only think about harming myself. It is ruining my relationship, it becomes exponential in self loathing. The VA is absolutely no help, even though it is service connected.
I'm doing everything I can to not take that final step. Or action. Or whatever you want to call it. None of us know each other in real life, so it's easy to post this here.
My family has barely ever left southeast Tennessee. I'm the only one who made a life of living. They don't understand why or how I have these thoughts, but they also never really left home.
I am pretty sure I'm not going to hurt myself tonight, but I never really know. If i do or if I don't, make sure you all educate yourselves on mental health. It is the one real pandemic in America. And everywhere else for that matter.
Maybe it is earth's way of saying there are too many of us. Maybe it is my way of rationalizing an irrational thing. I'm fairly certain I'll see tomorrow without self harm. Can't say for sure.
Don't feel sympathy for me, no matter what happens, I can look back at a life lived and dreams fulfilled. Always remember to take care of each other.
It's 1 in the morning here and I'm going to try to find the elusive sleep that has evaded me recently. Not the never-ending kind, the feel refreshed kind. Never forget to tell your loved ones that you love them. And for goodness sake, if someone travels halfway around the world, to see you, and other relatives, spend time with them. No matter how hard that may be.
For those of you who don't know, don't understand, or don't want to admit it, mental health is a real issue. I'm going to be 43 in a little over a week. I have a seemingly perfect life living in paradise.
For the past few weeks I can only think about harming myself. It is ruining my relationship, it becomes exponential in self loathing. The VA is absolutely no help, even though it is service connected.
I'm doing everything I can to not take that final step. Or action. Or whatever you want to call it. None of us know each other in real life, so it's easy to post this here.
My family has barely ever left southeast Tennessee. I'm the only one who made a life of living. They don't understand why or how I have these thoughts, but they also never really left home.
I am pretty sure I'm not going to hurt myself tonight, but I never really know. If i do or if I don't, make sure you all educate yourselves on mental health. It is the one real pandemic in America. And everywhere else for that matter.
Maybe it is earth's way of saying there are too many of us. Maybe it is my way of rationalizing an irrational thing. I'm fairly certain I'll see tomorrow without self harm. Can't say for sure.
Don't feel sympathy for me, no matter what happens, I can look back at a life lived and dreams fulfilled. Always remember to take care of each other.
It's 1 in the morning here and I'm going to try to find the elusive sleep that has evaded me recently. Not the never-ending kind, the feel refreshed kind. Never forget to tell your loved ones that you love them. And for goodness sake, if someone travels halfway around the world, to see you, and other relatives, spend time with them. No matter how hard that may be.
Please hold on. I have been there, though our paths likely vary. Everyone is different and I'm not trying to push anything, but have you considered medication? It's not for everyone, but if counseling has not helped and these feelings persist, it may be worth considering.For those of you who don't know, don't understand, or don't want to admit it, mental health is a real issue. I'm going to be 43 in a little over a week. I have a seemingly perfect life living in paradise.
For the past few weeks I can only think about harming myself. It is ruining my relationship, it becomes exponential in self loathing. The VA is absolutely no help, even though it is service connected.
I'm doing everything I can to not take that final step. Or action. Or whatever you want to call it. None of us know each other in real life, so it's easy to post this here.
My family has barely ever left southeast Tennessee. I'm the only one who made a life of living. They don't understand why or how I have these thoughts, but they also never really left home.
I am pretty sure I'm not going to hurt myself tonight, but I never really know. If i do or if I don't, make sure you all educate yourselves on mental health. It is the one real pandemic in America. And everywhere else for that matter.
Maybe it is earth's way of saying there are too many of us. Maybe it is my way of rationalizing an irrational thing. I'm fairly certain I'll see tomorrow without self harm. Can't say for sure.
Don't feel sympathy for me, no matter what happens, I can look back at a life lived and dreams fulfilled. Always remember to take care of each other.
It's 1 in the morning here and I'm going to try to find the elusive sleep that has evaded me recently. Not the never-ending kind, the feel refreshed kind. Never forget to tell your loved ones that you love them. And for goodness sake, if someone travels halfway around the world, to see you, and other relatives, spend time with them. No matter how hard that may be.
For those of you who don't know, don't understand, or don't want to admit it, mental health is a real issue. I'm going to be 43 in a little over a week. I have a seemingly perfect life living in paradise.
For the past few weeks I can only think about harming myself. It is ruining my relationship, it becomes exponential in self loathing. The VA is absolutely no help, even though it is service connected.
I'm doing everything I can to not take that final step. Or action. Or whatever you want to call it. None of us know each other in real life, so it's easy to post this here.
My family has barely ever left southeast Tennessee. I'm the only one who made a life of living. They don't understand why or how I have these thoughts, but they also never really left home.
I am pretty sure I'm not going to hurt myself tonight, but I never really know. If i do or if I don't, make sure you all educate yourselves on mental health. It is the one real pandemic in America. And everywhere else for that matter.
Maybe it is earth's way of saying there are too many of us. Maybe it is my way of rationalizing an irrational thing. I'm fairly certain I'll see tomorrow without self harm. Can't say for sure.
Don't feel sympathy for me, no matter what happens, I can look back at a life lived and dreams fulfilled. Always remember to take care of each other.
It's 1 in the morning here and I'm going to try to find the elusive sleep that has evaded me recently. Not the never-ending kind, the feel refreshed kind. Never forget to tell your loved ones that you love them. And for goodness sake, if someone travels halfway around the world, to see you, and other relatives, spend time with them. No matter how hard that may be.
You are no drag at all brother you reach out all you want. But I promise I can tell you first hand that choices like these hinted at leave forever lingering pain and heartache in the ones left behind. I still miss my brother every day.I reached out to the va yet again. Hopefully I hear something tomorrow.
Sorry if I was a drag on your day.
Please hold on. I have been there, though our paths likely vary. Everyone is different and I'm not trying to push anything, but have you considered medication? It's not for everyone, but if counseling has not helped and these feelings persist, it may be worth considering.
I am on medication and it changed my life. I'm still me, but the dark thoughts and feelings are gone. I pray you find your way through this, my friend.
Happy to share. My sister had struggled with depression and anxiety, and had gone through a few medications until she found the right one (Celexa). She had issues with Zoloft, too.What you taking Gcb? I was on Zoloft for nearly 20 years, but it seemed like it just made me numb. Started as a teenager. I drank heavily for the 1st half of that period though...so that was counterproductive in hindsight. I havent taken anything for the last couple years except trazodone for sleep (its wonderful) its a crappy SSRI that was developed to be like Prozac/zoloft etc...but in clinical trials it didnt help much with depression. It did make everyone sleepy though, and isnt a narcotic, so now it is widely prescribed for sleep. It has been a lifesaver on the insomnia front...and as long as i can get 6 hours sleep i dont wake up drowsy either. It doesnt help with depression at all though. If you dont feel comfortable answering this, I totally understand. Nothing but love here bud.
You are not a drag, brother, so don’t let that thought in your head.I reached out to the va yet again. Hopefully I hear something tomorrow.
Sorry if I was a drag on your day.
