Right, okay, getting head together enough to post because this is a mess and sort of an urgent mess. And sorry to do the crisis-thing so soon after joining the forum.
How do you tell your parents you have a problem with anxiety? I've been trying to psych myself up for almost six years and I've sort of hit a point where I've *got* to do something about this, but it's impossible to without them knowing.
The thing is that I'm needle phobic - severely enough that not only is it disrupting my life a fair bit but I've managed to get out of medical treatment for about three years and CANNOT go through any more needlesticks without seriously changing my attitude to them - it's got to the stage where (and logically I know this is wrong) I'd rather be ill than go through a needle procedure. So I want to get help, finally, and I think I need to speak to a doctor first because I can't pay for private on my own.
One thing I need to find out (and I don't suppose any of you know this?) is whether I can sign up to a doctors' surgery in Oxford, where I spend a fair bit of time (since I study occasionally with a tutor and now my boyfriend's studying there so I'll be commuting to see him - I'm about twenty minutes away) even though I already have a GP here near Reading where I live - because my parents would want to come with me and I need some kind of pretence to be out, which being in Oxford would be in itself, plus I'd have the boyfriend's support.
Except...my God. I'm going to feel guilty about it for the rest of my life if I don't tell them. Because they're my parents, and we're close. But we're too close.
If I tell them, though, I am 99% sure that this is going to backfire in one of two ways:
1. They take it on as their fault (as they have done every other minor to moderate upset I've ever had - this being the only severe one)
2. They don't take it seriously at all (cf. a blood draw I had when I was nine when I nearly clawed a doctor's face off. And my mother laughed at me).
Because it's normal to be a bit reticent about this. But I am more than a bit. And it's too awkward and the balance is too delicate and I don't even know where to START.
"Hi, Mum, Dad, I'm a bit of a headcase. "
EDIT: I should probably mention that I'm eighteen, living at home this year and for a gap year. Hence, old enough for patient confidentiality, young enough that my parents will freak if I do/don't tell them.
Oh, God, I'm really sorry, this probably doesn't make any sense and I didn't mean for it to be as rubbish as it is. Any advice would be most appreciated.
Thank you.
-Emma