The grumpy thread

[ChinaTom]

I get then in queues. Especially supermarkets and airports.

[brammy777]

Just tried to get to sleep, and lo and behold, I get a panic attack. That was bloody horrible.

I'm currently getting those again, proper no-reason panic attacks. I haven't had one for years, and now going to sleep is giving me the fear, because that's when mine happen (when my brain is switching off).

Just had to come home from college because of it. What methods do you use to combat it, if any?

[seth]

I'm grumpy because I'm knackered. My own fault obviously for staying up 'til 4am in case something exciting happened. But it didn't. Just lots of "we'll see how it goes" and "DEM LIBS R MI FRENDZ NOW"

[pogweasel]

I did the same, Seth. Just want to crawl into bed and Zzzzzzz now. Bastards.

[Station]

Just tried to get to sleep, and lo and behold, I get a panic attack. That was bloody horrible.

I'm currently getting those again, proper no-reason panic attacks. I haven't had one for years, and now going to sleep is giving me the fear, because that's when mine happen (when my brain is switching off).

Just had to come home from college because of it. What methods do you use to combat it, if any?

I used to get them in the day, but I realised I was willing them on. As soon as I felt like one was coming on, I could 'cancel' it and it'd last less than a second. You've got to realise that it's yourself bringing them on and not some thing in the background working out of your control. It's just an intense sense of irrational worrying. I never took any calming medication, I just learnt to control them until they went (very rapidly). I only get them now in my sleep (not very regularly, I've had three in the past three months because I'm stressed at the moment), I haven't had one in the day for about ten years (used to get them everyday).Just remember you have to think how stupid they are as they are completely irrational and can be totally surpressed just as hunger, or any other thought etc is. It works!

[Rusty Pelican]

Talking of panic attacks , how about this . Not really sure why im putting this on a public forum but it might help me.Years ago whilst driving for a living before we left on our run loads of tea and coffee were drunk , not really an issue untill one day i got stuck in a large traffic jam and was bursting for a pee , I made the loo but only just , from then on every time i went to drive id get the overwelming urge to piss even though id just been , it eased of gradually but has recently returned with vengence for no real reason , Never had an " accident " , its totally irrational and basically my mind is slightly fucked it would seem . Give me a " normal " panic attack over this any day , il beat it though , somehow

[brammy777]

Station that is proper good advice cheers! Its working already, excellent. I know Ive had them before, last night I recognised the feeling straight away. At first I thought it might be a reaction to some medicine but I doubt it.

[RedSparrow]

What methods do you use to combat it, if any?

Although I'm not usually a fan of herbal remedes, theres this stuff called 5-HTP you can get in Holland and Barrett which I would recommend. Does the trick for me.

[Pete-M]

The M6 on a Friday afternoon.Just got back from Reading. Mrs. Turnright informed me that I'd arrive at home at 5.05 pm if all went well. The M6 was a bloody car park, quite probably caused entirely by the HGV GP overtaking stunts combined with phantom brake light syndrome.Went down the M6 Raceway in an effort to combat the numpty hotspot that is the M6 in Birmingham only for the company credit card to be refused by the tollbooth machine so I had to pay for that with my own card (Bah, working is meant to earn me money, not spend mine to get out of queues...). Got off the M6 raceway into a BFO queue and ended up diverting around Stafford to get past it all, this worked unti I rejoined the M6 just behind another phantom brakelight queue.Arrgh.Oh, and the current voting system allowing Labour to try and cling to my wallet until someone works something out to get shut of the useless bunch of cunts. I'm still pissed off with myself for voting for them back in '97, that's something I'll never repeat.

[Mr Lobster]

I'm grumpy because I'm knackered. My own fault obviously for staying up 'til 4am in case something exciting happened. But it didn't. Just lots of "we'll see how it goes" and "DEM LIBS R MI FRENDZ NOW"

Me too. Went to bed about half two (late considering the alarm goes off at 5.45) and have been tired / grumpy all day.

[ChinaTom]

Station that is proper good advice cheers! Its working already, excellent. I know Ive had them before, last night I recognised the feeling straight away. At first I thought it might be a reaction to some medicine but I doubt it.

Anxiety is a bloody annoyance isn't it? I used to get them when I was over-tired, but in reality it was my own body telling me to calm the hell down. At the time, my life was pretty unrealistic anyway - quarter of a million invested in an idea I concocted on a long haul flight and quit a decent career for; doing business in a foreign land with people who drink their own body weight in spirits 3 times a day and 4 years into the plan with the odds stacking against me to make it all pay. So panic attacks were quite expected. Things started to come good at last and annoyingly the panic attacks increased but only in airports. Used to spend a fortune flying first class so I could use VIP check-in and security channels. Ridiculous, but I could always explain it awayto myself.5 years later I take a break before exhaustion claims me and business replaces my marriage. Cue daily attacks. Always in queues - could be in traffic, supermarkets, parking ticket machines - even sitting by the fire in front of the tele. Decided I had cancer of everything, dicky ticker, blood poisoning etc etc. Doctor told me I was an idiot. (Welcome to rural Norfolk). She appears to be right though - I had also chosen this time to stop the fags. Just basic good old anxiety - and I had incorrectly dealt with it by avoiding any circumstance whereby the heart would pound and dizziness sets in; and worrying that no-one would come to the funeral. Almost housebound for a couple of months - wifey forcing me out the house and then booting me up the arse when I started to sweat and hyperventilate. Started to change my diet - no alcohol at all, no cholesterol or puddings (beginning to favour death at that point) and therefore making myself worse and worse. Now I just do as the others have said. I actually look forward to airports and Tescos to gauge how I deal with it. The more I expect it, the less it happens.But for anyone out there who suffers in that way, I really feel for you. It doesn't discriminate - stress is stress regardless of why or where.Actually, my symptoms almost halved when I started reading about fellow members here having similar problems.

[MrDuke]

What methods do you use to combat it, if any?

Although I'm not usually a fan of herbal remedes, theres this stuff called 5-HTP you can get in Holland and Barrett which I would recommend. Does the trick for me.

Mrs_Duke uses this regularly to get her off to sleep, and swears by it - prescription pills of any kind cause horrible reactions, and without 'help' she literally just lays in bed wide awake until 5 or 6 in the morning, basically from involuntary anxiety. It can be pricey if you use it all the time, although you can get it far cheaper off t'interwebzz.

[Mr H Sceptre]

I know that I'm a whinging, cantankerous, bastard and usually find it difficult to reconcile existing in a world that I don't seem to fit into. Then something comes along to put my petty trials and tribulations into perspective.I had a phone call late last night to let me know that a good friend (one of the few that I have left) has been taken into hospital. He's suffered with cancer over the years and had various bits carved up/chopped out, but has always remained positive and a good laugh (unlike me). Apparently he has an internal bleed which they have not yet found and things are not looking good. I've been meaning to go up since January, does it take something like this to get me off my arse and bother with the people who matter to me? Not grumpy, just worried and annoyed with myself.

Often the way it is dude. Sometimes it takes shit stuff to happen for us to pull our fingers out. Not just you.

[Angrydicky]

1. Rude customers at work who completely ignore you when you speak to them or moan about the most trivial things 2. Drove my mate home tonight after he'd had a few too many and he puked down the door of the 2CV So now I have to clean that off.3. After a bit of detective work I found a very nice low mileage classic car in a garage, which I have agreed a price for. Now I posted pictures of said car on the relevant forum, and I have been besieged with people wanting to buy it from me for a profit, now they might be enthusiasts but they can't seem to grasp the idea that a) I want to restore and OWN this car, not sell it on for a quick buck, and not everyone is only interested in money. Old cars are one of the main things in my life that make me happy

[pogweasel]

2. Drove my mate home tonight after he'd had a few too many and he puked down the door of the 2CV So now I have to clean that off.

Make your bastard mate clean it off! Oh and that will need some proper t-cutting action if his vile booze yak has been on the panels all night.

[Cavcraft]

My lad threw up all over the back seats of my Sierra a few years back. No matter how much I cleaned it and put air freshner in, the car still fucking reeked of Lucozade and pavement pizza.

[shite_meister]

1. Rude customers at work who completely ignore you when you speak to them or moan about the most trivial things 3. After a bit of detective work I found a very nice low mileage classic car in a garage, which I have agreed a price for. Now I posted pictures of said car on the relevant forum, and I have been besieged with people wanting to buy it from me for a profit, now they might be enthusiasts but they can't seem to grasp the idea that a) I want to restore and OWN this car, not sell it on for a quick buck, and not everyone is only interested in money. Old cars are one of the main things in my life that make me happy

1-Yep that pisses me off too, the amount of dicks who think they're some kind of big-man because they can talk to you how they want knowing that realistically you can't do jack shit back its cowardly, the job I'm in now if someone does that I'm going to bite back although thankfully being in commercial vehicles we don't get many retail twats in.2-I have learnt the hard way to keep quiet when a acquiring something untill the deal is done and I have the car, logbook and keys. I have a particularly sweet deal on the boil as we speak but its all hush-hush untill it it finalised.There seems to be a culture of 'I want what he has' it seems like you can't put a picture of anything that you own without some berk saying they want to buy it off of you usually for bugger-all. I sometimes frequent a BMW E30 website and it seems to be the standard reply when someone shows a picture of something.

[Lankytim]

I barfed all over my mates minto sierra once and it stripped all the layers of expensive wax off the N/S doors he'd spent hours building up. It was never the same after that- you could still see where the puke had been as the paint had gone a different colour. He sold it for £100 last year. That jobsworth bastard at work has been pissing me off, but I think I have the measure of him now. I got to work for 21.15- bang on time, but the twat was too busy chatting up the only fit bird on site to book me in. When he finally got round to doing his fucking job he complained I was late, and was going to book me in at 21.30. When I told him I would have been on time if he hadnt been so busy chatting he told me to get to work 30 mins early in future "just in case". Fucking cocksucking asshole.

[boobydoo]

I know that I'm a whinging, cantankerous, bastard and usually find it difficult to reconcile existing in a world that I don't seem to fit into. Then something comes along to put my petty trials and tribulations into perspective.I had a phone call late last night to let me know that a good friend (one of the few that I have left) has been taken into hospital. He's suffered with cancer over the years and had various bits carved up/chopped out, but has always remained positive and a good laugh (unlike me). Apparently he has an internal bleed which they have not yet found and things are not looking good. I've been meaning to go up since January, does it take something like this to get me off my arse and bother with the people who matter to me? Not grumpy, just worried and annoyed with myself.

I would urge anyone in this situation to go visit.When my Mum was dying of cancer 8 years agos I visited her in the hospice that morning. She just looked at me and said, "Anthony, I'm in so much pain".Well, I just crumbled. I burst into tears and had to leave the room. I didn't want her to see me upset.I apologised to the nurse and said I'd come back later that day when I had recovered.I never did.I couldn't face it.I've never forgiven myself for not having the balls to go back. She died that night.

[Angrydicky]

2. Drove my mate home tonight after he'd had a few too many and he puked down the door of the 2CV So now I have to clean that off.

Make your bastard mate clean it off! Oh and that will need some proper t-cutting action if his vile booze yak has been on the panels all night.

It was only on all of 10 minutes - he did try to help clean it off but could barely stand....I got it off when I got home. The 2CV's paint is flat anyway.

1. Rude customers at work who completely ignore you when you speak to them or moan about the most trivial things 3. After a bit of detective work I found a very nice low mileage classic car in a garage, which I have agreed a price for. Now I posted pictures of said car on the relevant forum, and I have been besieged with people wanting to buy it from me for a profit, now they might be enthusiasts but they can't seem to grasp the idea that a) I want to restore and OWN this car, not sell it on for a quick buck, and not everyone is only interested in money. Old cars are one of the main things in my life that make me happy

1-Yep that pisses me off too, the amount of dicks who think they're some kind of big-man because they can talk to you how they want knowing that realistically you can't do jack shit back its cowardly, the job I'm in now if someone does that I'm going to bite back although thankfully being in commercial vehicles we don't get many retail twats in.2-I have learnt the hard way to keep quiet when a acquiring something untill the deal is done and I have the car, logbook and keys. I have a particularly sweet deal on the boil as we speak but its all hush-hush untill it it finalised.There seems to be a culture of 'I want what he has' it seems like you can't put a picture of anything that you own without some berk saying they want to buy it off of you usually for bugger-all. I sometimes frequent a BMW E30 website and it seems to be the standard reply when someone shows a picture of something.

Yeah I work in retail, it's not too bad really, you do get the twats but most people there are alright and I have a really FIT supervisor ;)About the car I am worried that it will get snatched from under me, hopefully not as it's not advertised and the price was actually very high for a project car. It's almost like they don't think I'm good enough to own such a nice car

[Mr H Sceptre]

I know that I'm a whinging, cantankerous, bastard and usually find it difficult to reconcile existing in a world that I don't seem to fit into. Then something comes along to put my petty trials and tribulations into perspective.I had a phone call late last night to let me know that a good friend (one of the few that I have left) has been taken into hospital. He's suffered with cancer over the years and had various bits carved up/chopped out, but has always remained positive and a good laugh (unlike me). Apparently he has an internal bleed which they have not yet found and things are not looking good. I've been meaning to go up since January, does it take something like this to get me off my arse and bother with the people who matter to me? Not grumpy, just worried and annoyed with myself.

I would urge anyone in this situation to go visit.When my Mum was dying of cancer 8 years agos I visited her in the hospice that morning. She just looked at me and said, "Anthony, I'm in so much pain".Well, I just crumbled. I burst into tears and had to leave the room. I didn't want her to see me upset.I apologised to the nurse and said I'd come back later that day when I had recovered.I never did.I couldn't face it.I've never forgiven myself for not having the balls to go back. She died that night.

A few years ago both my Mum & Gran were both in the same hospital in Worksop. I drove up from Leicester & visited my Mum first. She has Parkinson's Disease & Dimentia & was not good that day. After leaving her I was really upset so headed back out to the car to go home. But, I thought to myself, Nick, pull yourself togther, so went to see my Gran. She just about recognised me & managed to squeeze my hand. She died that night. I was so glad saw her.

[Lukas]

I met a very nice woman (beautiful, sexy, funny, smart etc.) some weeks ago, fell in love with her and we had a wonderful time the last weeks. We spent time together (Not only in bed!), it was wonderful, I thought I finally met THE woman for me. Last wednesday she told me she met another guy the last weeks only to have sex with him. I was her daytime-boyfriend, he was her lover at evenings/ at night when she told me she hasn´t got time for me. She cheated on me almost from the beginning of our relationship, she wanted both worlds. The secure relationship with a nice and handsome guy (me) and the exciting affair with him to have termless sex. She said now after some weeks she felt like she had to choose one of the two different lifes she lived the last weeks because she recognised that I really fell in love with her and she decided she wants the "termless sex"-life. :?I´m not really grumpy, I don´t know how or what I feel at the moment, sometimes I feel like I´m dead inside. L

[whitevanman]

That is a Bummer Lukas..................you'll find the right woman one day

[Lukas]

The difficult thing for me is that I thought that this woman was the best that happened to me for a lot of years. Well, at least before she told me what she did the last weeks when I wasn´t with her. On some days, she met me, met him and met me again. No wonder she had to take a shower 2 or 3 times a day...

[whitevanman]

It hurts when your trust has been broken, it makes it harder for the next person as well....

[Lukas]

it makes it harder for the next person as well....

100% right! That´s my greatest fear at the moment! I hope I´d be able to trust a woman completely again in the future.

[Mr Lobster]

it makes it harder for the next person as well....

100% right! That´s my greatest fear at the moment! I hope I´d be able to trust a woman completely again in the future.

Snakes with tits. Most of 'em anyway, but fortunately not all of 'em. Keep at it though, you'll find 'the one' eventually!

[Lukas]

Afterwards I thought about some things that she said to me and I think she tried to tell me what she was doing a lot earlier, only between the lines. But I did not think that she may be cheating on me so early in our relationship so I did not recognise the details between the lines. She played her part perfectly, I was never in doubt about her liking me as much as I liked her. I more than liked her! But she sadly lived a real double life. Now that I know what she did when we were not together I feel a bit stupid thinking of some things or help I offered her. She must have laughed at me behind my back.

[pogweasel]

Cheer up, at least you haven't caught galloping knob-rot off her....

Probably best book an appointment at the clap clinic anyhow...

[Timewaster]

LukasThese things happen for a reason, better that you found out sooner rather than later.Its clearly her that has a problem so don't beat yourself up trying to think what you did wrong or what you should have done or said.Chin up and all that....