Hello all,
I'm new here.
The main reason I'm posting, need I be honest, is because I REALLY need to talk. I'm sorry if I come of as a rambling, annoying so-and-so, I don't really have anybody I can talk to about my current (rather poor) mental health. Sorry if this gets ridiculously long, I really do apologize in advance. I just desperately need to talk to someone who I hope will understand, even if what I’m expecting to be a pretty long ramble falls on deaf ears.
The first time I visited a psychologist I was 8 years old. It was 4 years after my dad's passing, I'd fallen out with many of my friends at school and my mum thought I was in a pretty bad shape. I don't recall feeling bad but quite honestly I don't remember much at all from that period in my life so it's hard to tell. However nothing was found to be wrong with me and all was hunky dory until I was around 11. I suspect that I spent a lot of my time between the age of 11 and 15 heavily depressed. I also had some very serious weight issues although I never had an eating disorder. When I re-read my diaries from back then there certainly seems to have been something wrong with me and i do recall feeling very awful. I can't put my finger on what it might have been although bullying, awful friends and a bad sexual experience (was not abuse per se but did affect me very badly) might have played a part. Started dabbling in self injury when I was about 15, however I started the equivalent to US high school at the time and for a while my problems seemed to dry up. I made new friends, started a 'new' life, left the bullies and past behind and was pretty much okay.
Things went down hill after a boy I'd been seeing for a few months dumped me when I was about to turn 17. That coupled up with another traumatizing incident (I'd rather not go into details) put me in a really bad shape. I became severely depressed, I self-injured a lot, spent a long time on and off meds and in and out of psychologists offices and was threatened to be put in a 'home' for a while if I didn't clean my act up. I managed to curb a lot of my self injury but mentally I was still pretty much a mess and remained so for a long while until I was diagnosed with dysthymia in 2002. I'm still unsure if this was a correct diagnosis to be honest, since I was diagnosed with it just one year after being officially recognized to be suffering from depression - however I digress. In 2004 I was also told that I suffered from extreme anxiety. Remained very subdued and generally unmotivated about life until I turned 20, then things perked up, albeit by a little notch.
Things seemed to be running rather smoothly and I didn't seem to be doing too badly, not even after being attacked at my front door (was a sexually motivated attack but I managed to escape without being sexually assaulted, although I was punched pretty hard in the head). This was around a year ago. Up until last March things seemed to be okay, then my University finals started to stress me out and I started falling apart at the seams really. I went back on unprescribed medication and started drinking quite a bit. I put it down to university stress, sat for my exams, passed, moved on. Sadly things still aren't okay. I went to the doctor recently with various health complaints which he put down to anxiety. I've started having VERY bad panic attacks, at times up to 5 times a day. My job (was in it for 3 years part time, was upgraded to full time in the recent months) is making me somewhat miserable and I often suspect that it might be at fault for my panic attacks since I have some insane responsibilities on my hands, responsibilities I often feel like I can't handle. I'm lucky enough to work from home so me having a panic attack, despite extremely stressful on me, does not really cause anyone else any trouble (save for my mum).
I've always been very reluctant to see psychologists, however this time I reached out to help myself. Thing is my efforts have not really reaped any results. One of the therapists I called told me she was a family therapist and couldn't help me. The other one told me she’d get back to me to set an appointment but never did. This is all getting me really down.
I stay up late most nights because I feel like I can't sleep for worry. Thing is I don't know what I'm worrying about; it's just this endless feeling of anxiety which seems to be over nothing. The only way I can manage to sleep properly is if I drink myself silly, which tends to happen ore than twice a week per night. At one point I was drinking everyday but I was worried about wrecking my health so I gave it up on a nightly basis.
I have a very supportive mother, a wonderful boyfriend and some pretty nice friends but they are either partially aware of how I feel or completely in the dark of everything because I'm tired of rubbing off as a semi-nut-case. I really wish I could get help but it seems like whatever I try is not enough. The most recent medication I've been put on doesn't work, so I've reverted to my old one. the catch is that it's really addictive and coming off it makes me feel worse than ever.
Anyway I've whined enough. I just really needed to talk to someone. I'm sorry about all this yadda-yadda.
PS: Just for the record, I've also got mild OCD issues.