I have denied I am depressed as surely I would not be able to keep the house clean with 4 DCs in it, would not be able to bath them all every night, have clean clothes for them to wear daily, shower myself and wear clean clothes and makeup daily, get up to the toddler in the night and still get out of bed and get the older ones to school on time, cook a dinner from scratch, get out to toddler groups everyday, go the gym etc. Surely if I was I would not be capable of doing anything? I tell myself I am just an anxious person and it is due to the shit circumstances (financial) that we are in? Financial disaster meant we lost everything a few years back and things have felt like they have been beyond my control ever since. Trying to take control of my life has felt like trying to put a harness on a bucking bronco!
I suffer from intense panic attacks and horrible morbid thoughts. I wonder if I am going crazy and would I know if I was. Just read a thread about someone suffering from psychosis brought on by stress and I am terrified that if I can't stop this anxiety, that I will get that too. I have thoughts that I will always be like this and if there is a chance that I may actually 'lose my mind' that it is better that I commit suicide in case I hurt somebody but I don't want to bloody die, I just want to enjoy my bloody life!! I am terrified of being alone with my DCs, especially after reading news reports about people going crazy and killing their families. Apparently the thoughts I have are are perfectly normal thoughts that everyone gets but as my mind is oversensitised, I latch onto them and they terrify me.
I have read all the self help books, tried various different programmes, had CBT, hypnotheraphy. My psychologist tells me that there is nothing wrong with me and I don't need further counselling, I am the only one who can 'cure' myself by accepting that but I can't seem to. I try to relax and just go with the flow but the constant worry about the DCs, money, finding a job (I know I need to get out the world again and be 'busy') means that I am constantly on red alert.
My GP wants me on anti depressants but Prozac made my anxious thoughts 10 times worse and I am terrified about trying any other one as I worry that they will turn me mad! I know that sounds mad!
My life is just fear, terror and more fear
. I did not use to be like this. What the bloody fuck can I do?