So, this feels so much to try and get out. But I don't know where else to go. I'm signed off work at the moment, it feels like I've had a complete meltdown.
I decided, and followed through with totally cutting off my FOO. Which is totally the right decision, but that scared little child inside of me can't believe that and cannot cope with this.
I've started antidepressants again, I'm trying to do everything I can to sort it out. But the whole time I feel so anxious on edge, I've spent most of today crying. And I can't believe the people who say I can 'call them anytime' really mean it...I know that's a symptom, but it's a strong one.
I feel so scared, trapped and alone.
I want to go back to work, but I don't know if I'm ready and work aren't being supportive.
My therapist thinks it'll take 3 months or so for this to settle and wants me to avoid stress...how does that happen in real life? Especially when emotional control is one of the things messed up.
I've taught myself to crochet, I'm doing tai chi every day, trying to see friends and keep busy...and at the end of it, it all means nothing, I still hurt just as badly.
I hate this so so much. I'm sorry.
I decided, and followed through with totally cutting off my FOO. Which is totally the right decision, but that scared little child inside of me can't believe that and cannot cope with this.
I've started antidepressants again, I'm trying to do everything I can to sort it out. But the whole time I feel so anxious on edge, I've spent most of today crying. And I can't believe the people who say I can 'call them anytime' really mean it...I know that's a symptom, but it's a strong one.
I feel so scared, trapped and alone.
I want to go back to work, but I don't know if I'm ready and work aren't being supportive.
My therapist thinks it'll take 3 months or so for this to settle and wants me to avoid stress...how does that happen in real life? Especially when emotional control is one of the things messed up.
I've taught myself to crochet, I'm doing tai chi every day, trying to see friends and keep busy...and at the end of it, it all means nothing, I still hurt just as badly.
I hate this so so much. I'm sorry.