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How do we differentiate between “clinical” levels

How do we differentiate between “clinical” levels of depression, anxiety, mood swings, disordered eating, and difficulty concentrating from the “normal” anxiety, mood changes and insecurities that we all experience as reactions to the challenges o social anxiety test pdf

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I had a dream about my dance

I had a dream about my dance teacher and one of the student teachers. The student teacher was telling me off because I was wearing leggings which had a bit of blue on and they were meant to be all black, I said well chloe is wearing a purple top how come she is not getting shouted at. chloe butted in, I got angry and pushed this other girl megan over, she hit her her, I felt bad, felt like I was about to cry, but finished the dance class. I then went over on one of the rocking chairs and rocked to hard and it fell over and I hit my head then. I started crying, not because I hit my head, I was just feeling emotional, so then I went to the toilet, my dance teacher who was sat there when the student teacher was shouting at me , noticed I was gone for a while and knew I wasn't crying over hitting my head. so she came and forced the door of the toilet open and brought megan with her, she started asking me questions and I really wanted to tell her what was truthfully wrong (I have depression and struggle with self harm) so I asked megan to leave, I sort off got the point across to my dance teacher, then she left the toilet and that's where my dream ended.

Dream: My New love in my life

Dream: My New love in my life had the Dream.. He's 19, From Nigeria..and he's allowed himself to Love me like no one else I've ever known... Today he dreamed that he came to America, he got into a fight with my current spouse.. After the fight he saw me giving birth to 2 beautiful babies a boy name Mitchell & a girl name Michal, he said he then took me, the 2 new babies & my 2 daughters with him to Nigeria... While we were in Nigeria he saw me in a Red Gown.. He then saw My Pastor.. He said my Pastor called me & him on a Stage and said he wanted to reward us for being the Number one Givers Financially in ministry.. He gave us Rewards & he also said he had a Gift for us. Significant Life Events: Leaving a unhealthy relationship & embracing this new Love in my life. I have No Fears!! But I've been frustrated in this current marriage relationship Background: I'm 40. African American. I'm a Customer service Representative. I'm a Female Mental Illness Or Depression: No Location: I'm in America. I Indiana Feelings About People: With my current Spouse its awful.. I want to leave home immediately.. With the young man who had the dream I Love him very dearly.. My 2 Girls I Love them more than anything.. The 2 twin babies I don't know them... My Pastor is a very very special man to me Relationship Status: Married When And How Often: Thursday, May 12th. No not recurring dreamer47258 Dream Lover Posts: 1 Joined: May 12th, 2016, 11:50 am

I was on holiday in the states

I was on holiday in the states and was talking to a doctor about depression and then the person I like came to collect me

My friend and I had a child

My friend and I had a child together and afterwards I went into a long period of drunken depression awakening at the last moment just to sell my child into slavery and I awoke as my baby momma was about to scream at me.

I was walking around in a hotel

I was walking around in a hotel with yellow cheery wallpaper when i leaned back on one of the walls in a corner i saw myself in the center of a dungen like room sitting down and covering my head with my hands on the left of me was a big mirror that had my reflection in it. When i stepped into the room the door closed on me and as i saw my face it looked scared, tired and the room reeked of depression..

The dream did not begin with the

The dream did not begin with the promise of horror; I was in a college auditorium surrounded by a few fellow students and we were preparing to watch a documentary by the gentleman on stage. Initially, the general conception among the crowd was that he was depressed and that the documentary he had to show us would be about his depression; this was not the case. When the film began to play, we quickly learned that it was filmed by his father. “Dad, come here there’s something you need to see!” But it’s dark, what is there to possibly see in the dark? Suddenly, I no longer feel as though I’m sitting down watching this scenario play out on film; I am the father, following my son around with this video camera gearing to see whatever he has planned for me. I step into the light and it is here where my dream becomes a nightmare. All around are bodies that have been destroyed; from the few I dare to look at I can see a girl with no eyes and a gashed leg and a myriad of dead men. The horror does not stop here, in the dream my son takes me from room to room showing me more dead bodies; he has killed them all for me. Then I am surrounded by more darkness, but this is a good darkness. It is the darkness of my room and my nightmare was over.