Long story short, I’ve been suffering severely with my mental health since my daughter was born. She is 15 months old and I wrote on here when she was about 5 weeks old for the first time, desperately seeking help. The support was astronomical and I thank you for that.
I’ve been under perenatal, community MH team, crisis team, regular Gp’s. I’ve been on 5 anti depressants, none of which have worked. Sleeping pills, diazepam. My husband and I separated which didn’t help but we are on good terms.
I have a good friendship network and a good family, but I am so bloody depressed it hurts. I have private therapy and she’s so lovely and I am so good at talking about how I feel but I’m not improving and I don’t know what to do. I am at a loss, I hurt physically from the mental pain. Like my chest aches because I so desperately want to feel happy, or even just slightly content.
I was basically discharged from all the other teams because my daughter is well. I mean I’m so glad that she’s not affected by my MH and she is thriving, she’s so happy, and I’m so glad, but I feel like nobody is hearing me. I’m bottling up how I feel with the fear of being a burden because I know I’m not getting any better and I don’t want to worry them.
Please has anyone ever felt like this and felt like they’re not ever going to get better, but have actually got better? Even just a little bit?
I’m sorry if this is jumbled.