After struggling with anxiety and depression since I was 19, I hit 32 and I had it in check. I had 3 clear years free of anxiety and depression I was doing it. I was a fully functional person! I qualified to teach, got a new job, bought a proper grown up house. Livin' the dream right?
Then in October I lost my Mum. She was 62 years old. My world fell to pieces. I started to struggle at work, I stopped smiling, I stopped going out. I was coping but just barely. Then a month later a good friend of mine lost his battle with cancer, he was 31 years old. These 2 things alone would have been enough, but I have also had difficulty with friends I thought had my back, they didn't.
I'm now 35, and have been signed off from work for over a month. My boss is putting pressure on me to give her a return date and the truth is I just don't have one. She's basically trying to bully me into handing in my notice so she doesn't have to pay me. This is a woman who was off work FOR A YEAR with a similar issue.
My medication is all over the place, I was on ant depressants (mitrazapine) and it was awful! I didn't want to go back onto citalopram as they make it impossible to be creative, which basically means I can't do any of my hobbies (writing, making music, etc).
I don't think I'm strong enough to do this again. I can't face another 3 year battle against something I had beaten. I think about work and I shake uncontrollably, I feel sick all the time, I hardly sleep, I barely eat, I hardly go out. I just can't face this again. I feel desperately sorry for my wife. She has stuck by me while I build my self up and now I'm right back to standing next to a pile of bricks. I'm starting building all over again.
I could really do with a little encouragement.
Thanks for listening.
Dave