I had never heard of gambling addiction being a possible side effect of aripiprazole (Abilify) or any other drug. That's why I was shocked to read the headline, "Patients given aripiprazole 'should be told of gambling addiction risks'" in "The Guardian." I consider "The Guardian" to be a source of reliable and fact-checked information, so I looked into it further. It turns out that many people have now recognized that a possible side effect of aripiprazole is gambling addiction.
Dopamine and setting goals are links, and so are important in depression. In spite of what the popular "treat yourself" culture would have you believe, when it comes to battling depressive swings, setting goals and striving towards them remains tried and true. When we're feeling blue, self-care and self-compassion are important, but face masks and chocolate will only get us so far. If you're stuck in a rut, it's possible that what you need isn't less responsibility but more. 
As we age, we become more self-conscious, and things about us that never really bothered us, like the shape of our nose, eyes, or height, become something we can't get past. This is common in teenagers, and why we must build self-esteem in teenagers and children. For the longest time, I felt my nose was ugly. It isn't a button nose which, according to society, is the perfect nose shape, and I always tried hiding it, even in pictures. I have managed to overcome this through the help of my friends and family, and now I love my nose and don't care what others say about my nose's shape or anything else about me. In this article, we will look into the various ways to build self-esteem in teenagers and children.
At times when devastation from earthquakes exists and legislative restrictions against women and minorities are rampant, I view eating disorder (ED) recovery as superficial and inconsequential. Why should I bother to prioritize my own mental health when so many others lack access to the most basic, essential resources? Who cares about some trivial anxiety in the wake of countless horrific tragedies? I know that's not the most constructive inner monologue, but these are my thoughts on ED recovery when the entire world feels heavy. 
During my sophomore year of college, I discovered I was transgender nonbinary. I began experimenting with the way I presented my gender. For me, that meant being myself for the first time. And that was terrifying. The idea of having my internal sense of self in congruence with my external self felt like turning myself inside out.
Until recently, I thought conspiracy theories and delusions were the same. That made me wonder why people who believe in conspiracy theories don't receive a diagnosis of mental illness. After reading numerous articles on the differences between conspiracy theories and delusions, I now better understand the difference between the two.
I wasn’t surprised when I read a recent study that linked reading with a lower risk of depression. I’ve seen the mental health benefits of reading firsthand, and books are now one of the many tools I use to cope with depression. Reading boosts my self-esteem, distracts my thoughts, and reduces my stress—all contributing to alleviating my depression. Here, I’ll discuss why reading has been so therapeutic for me.
Here's a little-known secret about me: Ever since I was young, I have wanted to be famous. When I was a little girl, I first wanted to be a singer, then an actor, and finally, a writer. While singing and acting didn't pan out because I wasn't passionate about them, writing stuck with me. But I haven't yet achieved fame as a writer, and until recently, it made me feel bad about myself. Although I have made peace with this now, I see a lot of young people with a burning desire to be famous. And it hurts because I know this obsession can leave behind deep mental scars.
I talk to myself all the time. In fact, I don't think I know anyone who talks to themselves more than I do. It's an incessant, running commentary on my existence. It's like I have my own narrator — but not only are they saying what's happening, but they're commenting on it, too. The question is, if I talk to myself, is this a part of bipolar disorder?
Advocacy burnout is a real thing. I once thought of mental health advocacy as a vital component of my recovery process. Being able to speak about things I’d kept silent for so long—depression, anxiety, excoriation (skin-picking) disorder—was freeing. It allowed me to find communities of people who understood and empathized instead of downplaying and stigmatizing what I felt. I would never have imagined I’d get burnout from mental health advocacy, but, truthfully, that’s where I’m at.

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Pete J.
I swim three times a week at my local pool. Just before work, I have got to know many people well, who are regulars like myself. Occasionally, I change the swim days for example to a Saturday. And, it was on one Saturday last August (2022) that during swimming an incident occurred. I do lane swimming (slow, medium, and fast). I am usually in the fast lane. On this particular Saturday, as I was near the end of one of the 40 or 60 lengths. I noticed that one of the swimmers was keeping me back (and not in the appropriate lane). I chose to overtake him. He was just ahead on my left. We were nearing the end of the pool and he cut across my line of swimming. This led to a collision. At that point, he went into a furious torrent of abuse and swearing in which he accused me of doing on purpose. No, you cut across my swim I replied. No, you didn't, you cut across mine. Well, how could I cut across (to the left)? The torrent continued. I raised my voice with a stop gesture with my hand. I am an educated person, I do not accept this.

At this point, other swimmers backed me up and said they knew him, he was in his late 60s, bald and well-built. At the end of my swim, one of the swimmers (fortunately an old work colleague) went to the duty manager and supported me in my complaint. A few weeks later, nothing had happened. I chased this up for progress. Again, nothing. Finally, I went a third time. Again, nothing in the weeks ahead.

I still swim, and on the occasion when I switch to Saturday, occasionally my abuser is there. Even in the same lane, it is as if nothing happened. No apology, nothing. He does not take a second glance.
I really feel let down by the swimming pool management because when this action was going on the duty lifeguard didn't do anything...
Sammi Caramela
Hi there! I'm so sorry you had to endure abuse growing up. No one deserves that. Exhaustion from PTSD can be debilitating, and sometimes, it feels like things get worse before they get better. I'm glad you're seeing a professional, but if you feel you need some more resources, please refer to our Resources and Hotlines page:

Know you are not alone in this.
joan burgess
I am really pleased to have read these posts
as I suffer on sunny days, more so,if weeks of sunny weather. It’s the brightness of the sun really and of course the heat just makes me lathargic and slow. I no longer feel guilty about it as I’m older now and understand myself better. I just try to be kind to myself and handle the low feeing best I can and seek the shade and enjoy the dusk when the birds fly over to roost, that’s a precious time of the day. It may be a type of depression not sure,
thanks for reading all the best j
I am with an older man that I believe to be a narcissist. It started very warm and compassionate and now(1 1/2 yrs later) he is brutal towards me and then runs back with apologies and gifts and confessions of love. I just want it to stop I want to move to another country.
Have u looked up narssisst

I found out that is what mine is 11 years into the marriage!!