Hi all, I'm new to these forums.
I was diagnosed with ADHD as a child and have since led a life of questions, anxiety, bouts of depression, dramatic mood swings, OCD on and off, tormenting thoughts and other things I'll get to. Life has become a chore to live. Things have been worsening for more than a year. I've been telling myself this every month. I've made the effort to eat better, I've made the effort to get outdoors more, and I've tried working a lot.
Recently I experienced anxiety on another level, and combined hopelessness at home led me to quit another job. I'm getting on EI for a brief time, a couple months at most, and seeing a psychiatrist in conjunction with a therapist. I only have an appointment for the first currently. This is my first real assessment ever, other than by my family Doc.
BPD speaks to me on other levels. I will be presenting this to the specialist. The first thing is the instability in moods. Second is black and white thinking, going to extremes, like disliking my Father every few months, and then siding with him, major shifts in relationships like that my entire life. Until I read this though, I never knew what to really call it. I sort of just reacted how I feel I naturally do.
Everything is good or bad in my head, and I anticipate (crawl into the heads of others) and speculate negative things far before they happen to me. Uncertainty and worry has reigned destruction on my life. I can't shake this way of thinking. It's just natural, I cannot push myself out of this like people assume. I don't want to live right now, hopelessness accompanies most days, but as much as I feel that way, I feel as though self-harm would make things worse. As much as I hate this, I want to live and I want to get better, because it's all I know.
All relationships in the past have ended because of my impulsive behavior, being cooped indoors, anxiety and disorganized way of thinking. I feel I get violated by people in so many ways, and I fear as though I seem manipulative or deceitful when it's not my intention whatsoever.
I enjoy being alone because I feel I have to, yet I crave contact. It's a weird thing. I'm not unattractive, I felt very attractive once before. I've since lost weight and things have spiraled and I've lost most confidence.
I've been using marijuana for a year. It makes me feel happy, slows my ever racing mind and allows me to focus on the task at hand. It's why I'm usually only gaming, writing or going on walks in the woods. I can't do things like this without that to lean on. It's a crutch very much, but it has worked far better than antidepressants and benzos.
I'm drowning in all of this though, and I need to post somewhere. I've lost my sense of self, and I don't even know what I want or who I am anymore. That feeling that was once present (one of goals and ambitions and feeling I am ME) it's just gone...