Forgive my ramblings, but it's 05.55, and I have been awake since 1.30, consumed by anxiety and a fearful mind. I had a pretty lousy day yesterday and I guess feel down, and sorry for myself. I have been struggling with anxiety for nearly 4 months, with my main symptom fear of self harm. I have had problems with anxiety in the past but had been well for 8 years, but this time it feels more difficult. My wife offers lots of reassurance and tells me it's not as bad as last time. Last time I was very depressed and at least I am not having panic attacks, but I just feel so wretched. I really thought I had conquered anxiety, and I can't get past why.... why, 16 weeks ago I was a regular guy just going about life, and now I am this wreck of a man, who suddenly has no confidence, no self belief, feeling like a scared child, who at times feels like he needs to run home to his 82 year old mum to be looked after. I feel totally f**ked.
This morning I just feel......can I go on living like this. I am not suicidal but I don't want to live like this. Each day feels as if it is just a case of survival. Surviving my mind, battling my fears, hoping that these feelings will pass. What keeps us going, when in my case I feel that all I have to look forward to is a day trapped in my anxious head. I have such a loving wife and family that to do anything stupid would be the epitome of selfishness, but I really hate being like this.
I'm seeing my cbt therapist today for my 3rd session, but in truth I'm not sure how helpful this is. It's embarrassing for a 58 year old man to spend an hour with a strange female either holding back the tears or crying like a baby.
As I said, I am sorry for this post, I am sure it's not what people want to read when they log on but just wanted to put down how I am feeling