ljp3010
14-09-05, 23:10
Hi
My name is Laura and I have been diagnosed with Panic Disorder and Depression. My problems first started in December 2003 and due to a lack of support from my GP escalated until I was at my worst in November 2004. Then by a complete fluke I got a new GP who took me out of work (I eventually resigned in July 05) and actually started helping me. He put me on to 20mg of Citalopram a day, which I still take and although starting it was one of the hardest things I've ever done, both in admitting I needed it and getting through the first cuple of weeks when it made me feel worse than ever, it has really helped. I also see a psychiatrist and am on the waiting list for CBT.
I 'crumbled' in November 2004, when I was having panic attacks both spontaneously and triggered by crowed places, public transport and being away from my home in general. I have made improvements since then and can socialise with my friends again now. Although I struggle if they want to do anything new or different.
My friends and family have been a massive support and so has my boyfriend Ben, despite his initial problems understanding what was wrong with me. I find myself getting paranoid though that they're getting fed up with me, because to be honest there are times (like now) when I'm fed up with myself for being like this. Life's not quite panning out like I thought it would do and I suppose I blame myself for that.
xLaurax
My name is Laura and I have been diagnosed with Panic Disorder and Depression. My problems first started in December 2003 and due to a lack of support from my GP escalated until I was at my worst in November 2004. Then by a complete fluke I got a new GP who took me out of work (I eventually resigned in July 05) and actually started helping me. He put me on to 20mg of Citalopram a day, which I still take and although starting it was one of the hardest things I've ever done, both in admitting I needed it and getting through the first cuple of weeks when it made me feel worse than ever, it has really helped. I also see a psychiatrist and am on the waiting list for CBT.
I 'crumbled' in November 2004, when I was having panic attacks both spontaneously and triggered by crowed places, public transport and being away from my home in general. I have made improvements since then and can socialise with my friends again now. Although I struggle if they want to do anything new or different.
My friends and family have been a massive support and so has my boyfriend Ben, despite his initial problems understanding what was wrong with me. I find myself getting paranoid though that they're getting fed up with me, because to be honest there are times (like now) when I'm fed up with myself for being like this. Life's not quite panning out like I thought it would do and I suppose I blame myself for that.
xLaurax