Another poster PM'd you my little snippet of 'it will get better' earlier as I couldn't get on to MN.
Just catching up with your thread and the bit about not realising how old he is struck a long-forgotten chord with me.
At around weaning age (6 months or 24 weeks) I started to wean DS. Told everyone he was 23 weeks.
Then his dad said "er isn't he 21 weeks"
He was.
I was beyond consolable. I was the shittest mother on the planet. Who doesn't know how old their baby is!?
Well, quite a few people actually. When they are ill and they try to string a thought together but the pieces won't fit.
Everything is fractured, you can't read a book, watch a TV show. You can't hold a thought in your head long enough to know you are making a 'right' decision.
This time last year I was 6 weeks into a course of antidepressants (having resorted to inflicting pain on myself because I was so pathetic and worthless, I deserved it). I only called the doctor because I felt I had nothing else to lose, it was Dr or suicide.
I knew she couldn't help me. I told her so. I told her the tablets wouldn't work, I told her I was a los cause.
As I was BF, she suggested I started on Seroxat (Paroxetine) which is the only AD that doesn't filter through to milk. I refused. She bargained with me.
She said that if I tried 10mg a day and then after 6 weeks I felt no better, I could come off them (with medical assistance).
She wanted me on 20mg but I was so scared of taking them she compromised.
She referred me for counselling too.
6 weeks later I went back to see her. I hadn't started counselling at this point. I told her that I felt better, I could see slightly clearer and I didn't feel quite as lost anymore.
I still felt crap, but I wasn't harming myself and I wasn't quite as depressed as I had been. My anxiety was still quite high.
She asked if I wanted to come off the tablets and I said that I'd quite like to take the higher dose actually.
So I started on 20 mg. Within a week or 2 I felt better - not swinging from chandeliers - but enough to go for a walk, meet up with a friend for coffee.
In January I started one to one Cognitive Behaviour Therapy (CBT) and by May I was signed off.
The AD's, therapy, a supportive family and a desire to get well (this came in the latter stages of therapy) helped me get to the stage, 12 months on, where I feel normal
I function normally, I feel OK.
Please see your GP - what have you got to lose?
PND will not beat you, you will win. You just need to arm yourself with a few tools first x