Past few months I have felt totally flat. Not depressed as such, just flat. I’m not excited about anything, I don’t look forward to anything. I gave up my hobbies and started staying in the house, avoiding all other people as much as possible. I work part time and find it too much. I’m constantly tired. I drink a lot. I eat shit. I’ve put on weight.
I was dreading Christmas as I knew I’d have to socialise. My kids came down Christmas Eve to stay until Boxing Day and I found it difficult. It sounds so awful but I was pining to be by myself again.
DHs kids care to stay yesterday (both in their 20s). I am really struggling now. Hid away all night in another room and went to bed at 10pm. DH has just dropped it on me that his mum is coming for tea at 3pm. Now I feel like I’m on the edge.
I feel frightened and panicked, sick, nervous ... I’m going to take dog out for the afternoon but know if I avoid MIL it will make me look shit so I’ll have to come back and face the situation.
I’m panicking about tomorrow as I have nothing planned and the nothingness is starting to make me want to implode. I’m shit scared of going back to work. I have a holiday booked in May and I’m scared, I don’t want to go even though it’s my favourite place and I’m an avid traveller.
I don’t know what to do.
I’m on the waiting list for autism diagnosis and have joined a few aspie groups and they’re suggesting impending autistic meltdown.