I have had anxiety for about 10 years - probably longer. I was starting to get my life together and felt I was doing well but now its spiralling out of control and I want it to stop.
What is the point of me trying?
I took on a job last year - low pay but I love it (I'm over qualified and my dp thinks I should get a better paid job .oh and work fewer hours so I'm home for dd 12 more) I was planning on attending college to gain a professional qualification which whilst enabling me to do more won't affect the pay as even though I'm paid low wage I get more than contemporaries as our employer was always fair - So it was a nice safe interesting job for me. Actually quite stressful in itself but in a positive way. But our company has been sold to a corporate and as a consequence the training will come at a price - resulting in significant loss of earnings. Circa £200 a month without overtime which will also be lost. So potentially £400 a month based on this month. I only take home 1200 as it is so can't afford to drop - so I doubt I'll train and I'm devastated. This was so much more than a job for me it has been my saviour and security blanket. Our new employers are proving to be flaky at best.
So despite me clawing my way back it has been taken away.
Then my grown up dd is breaking my heart - addicted to gaming. Won't leave her flat. Hardly talks to me and now threatening to go NC because I try to get her gel. She lives with her partner who can't see a problem and I'm watching her throw her life away.
My mother is elderly and beyond difficult -last week she called an ambulance because I refused to take her to the hospital so she could complain about her gp as she thinks he has given her the wrong antibiotics -she lied and said she had chest pains
This is just one example of how she manipulates me - But I'm an only child and the rest of her family won't have anything to do with her because of how she behaves so it's just me.
I was sobbing on my 12yo dd yesterday about her older sister because I have no one to turn to She was wise beyond her years and I'll probably fuck her up like I have her sister.
My dp is no longer supportive as I have been pathetic for so long it is pretty much unsaid that he has had enough of counselling me.
and the pathetic last straw is that we are supposed to be camping next week and torrential rain is forecast. I am trying to be positive but I just can't muster enthusiasm for trying to jolly dp and dd along with two wet bastarding dogs.
I woke up this morning -i really didn't want to