For a lot of years I have struggled massively with depressive feelings (never diagnosed as depression). I have been through a lot of 'phases' and times where I have de-railed quite dramatically. Always felt like the black sheep, everyone was normal except me etc. Its something me and mum regularly talk about now but never did.
I have spoken to my doctors a few times about how I've felt and was once sent to an assessment counselling session (6 weeks after I called the dr I thought I was having a breakdown and was frightening myself with suicidal thoughts). The woman at the assessment session told me she wasn't qualified to 'deal with my issues' but suggested I had bipolar and I would be referred somewhere else
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I was never referred elsewhere and I never followed it up (2 years ago).
I self referred in January this year to the local primary care mental health team and received a letter last week apologising for the delay but they couldn't find me an appointment so I would just wait on the list.
So last Thursday I went to my GP and told them everything, pretty much from the last 8 years (I couldn't stop!) she gave me some antibiotics for a chest infection I have and booked me an appointment for the 29th. She didn't really take in what I had said and I just felt stupid.
Cue me calling the doctors today because I can feel myself spiralling, not getting any help and I'm a single parent to my 5yo DS. Doctor has prescribed me Fluoxetine for a month and that was that. This was all over the phone, I explained that I don't feel this is depression, I show all signs that point to bipolar II, am quite worried about just taking anti depressants. He assured me all was fine and that I'd stay on them for 6 months.
Having now read the Fluoxetine leaflet they say not to take if you have or suspect hypomania and there is so much research on the net that says not to. I'm so tired of asking for help and not getting anywhere. I feel like I'm stuck in this black, black hole, like somehow I have to prove how much I want help by begging for it. I can feel so much pressure and anger building up. I am so fucking frightened of losing my grip on reality (wouldn't be the first time).
Any advice on what to do would be greatly received and I'm so sorry for the mammoth post!