This morning I booked a Dr's Appointment for Friday. It was a hard decision and my heart was racing. It's a long time coming.
I was informed the Dr I wanted to see has now retired (a kind older man) and I've got a woman about the same age as me who seems nice enough.
I'm still not sure I can do this though. I felt more comfortable going to him … but I don't want to spill my fears out to a Dr I don't really know.
But I think I need help of some kind.
For years I've just told everyone I 'live off adrenaline' and enjoy it.
I don't anymore.
My health visitor told me I had PTSD years ago following a traumatic birth but I dismissed it as something only soldiers get and carried on. Looking back I had very dark thoughts and didn't enjoy the baby years one bit. I'm sure I had PND and wish I'd sought help then so I could have enjoyed my baby.
I did a pretty good job of faking being happy but I never slept at night and had awful thoughts and felt anger and frustration and drank too much coffee in the day and had wine most nights.
I still don't think anyone believes me now when I mention how awful I felt as I was pretty good at acting in control and happy.
I improved after my 2nd child and enjoyed the baby years a bit more.
Then I lost my Dad suddenly 3.5 years ago and I don't think I've ever grieved properly as I had two very young children at the time and I'm constantly worried about how my mum is coping (not very well if I'm honest) I think I needed help then (I dropped to about 7 1/2 stone) but didn't dare ask for it as I wasn't the first person in the world to lose a parent … although I don't have any other friends who have lost a parent at my age so I can't discuss that with anyone either.
Plus a few other stressful things have happened that I've battled on through - on the whole smiling (mainly a fake grimace!)
If you met me I'd say the view was, she's nice, she's kind, she's thoughtful, she's fun, she's got a nice house, nice life, nice kids, nice husband, nice nice nice … but I'm sad. Really sad.
I've finally got my kids to school (after having to go to appeal, losing the appeal and having to move my eldest so they can be in the same school!) so really I should be enjoying the relief I've got to this stage in one piece! Enjoy a little bit of me time when I'm not working … but I feel like I've been running in a hamster ball for the last how many years and instead of taking a breath of fresh air and enjoying less constant mayhem … I feel the years of stuff I've pushed to the back of my mind are just coming out and squashing me.
I'm angry at everything at the moment, I hate the way I feel, I hate the way I look, I'm sick of nagging my kids when they're just being kids, I hate the pressure I put on myself to be perfect, to help others above and beyond, to not have the ability to say no, to not be more assertive but most importantly not having the ability to embrace everything GOOD in my life and enjoy it! There is so much to be enjoyed! I love my kids, my husband, my family, but I just can't shake this sh*tty feeling of utter sadness.
Am I actually depressed? Or do I need a kick up the ar5e?
Is today just a really rubbish day? I just seem to be feeling like I'm going to pop and up until now I've been able to make sure I don't … but I'm just scared I'll pop at someone I love and then I'll be mortified.
This morning I just wanted to cry. But I didn't as I had to get my kids to school and I don't want them to see me break down. If I can control that … maybe it's not depression?
I can't talk to my friends as they all have their own issues, I can't talk to my mum as I'll just worry her and I can't talk to my husband as he's got stresses at work. I have mentioned to him I feel sad and he said to see a Dr … but I think that's because he doesn't really know what to say.
I've not put this on any other thread as I don't want hugs and sympathy. I want to know if I can get over this myself with a few strong words and a kick up the bum, or if a little bit of help will make me finally embrace all that is so good with a real smile?
I've always believed people make their own happiness and a pill isn't the answer … but I'm just not so sure anymore.