Am in my late 30s and this is my life...
1 friend, can't deal with socialising. Is mostly a texting friendship but we do meet up occasionally.
Dread meeting people, highly antisocial. Can go weeks without leaving the house.
Won't go anywhere alone, I always assumed it was due to anxiety (am diagnosed anxious and depressed, been on meds 15 years)
House is either a mess or immaculate (for a few days) ai get mad cleaning spree bursts and scrub everything then can't keep ontop of a maintainance routine and it all builds up again.
Always piles of clothes everywhere. Scattered things. Unorganised.
But countless notebooks to 'get organised'. Make plans. Make lists. Plan things online. But never do it.
Can't handle money. Spend terribly. Will get a 'hobby' spend so much on getting every tool, accessory for hobby then give up cause I can't do it or I get bored.
I get into something and it becomes my whole personality until I get bored and dump it.
Very nervous around people.
My internal dialogue never stops, I randomly say things that are in my head. My head feels so bloody busy. Especially at bedtime when there's no external stimulus to distract me.
HATE having people in my house. Hate it. Makes me so so so nervous/on edge.
I rub my legs all the time when anxious. I tap my fingers together and 'write' on my thumb with my forefinger. Usually 1,2,3,4,5 over and over again.
When I'm completely overwhelmed I have hit myself in the face. I don't know why.
I talk to myself in my head all the time.
Daydream constantly and pretend I'm doing shows for people in my head whilst I'm tidying etc.
I'm sure there's more but this is what is on the top of my head.
I feel like my diagnosis of just anxiety is wrong. Surely after 15 years it would have let up a bit?
I feel like I want to try ADHD medication.
Is this enough to go Dr's with.