I had a bad spell a couple of years ago of anxiety and depression culminating in several weeks signed off work and a citalopram prescription as well as some counselling. Work stress was the initial trigger but I ignored it/tried to deal with it myself for quite some time, I was in a really bad way before I got myself to the GP - not sleeping, palpitations, panic attacks, incessant crying, no joy in life at all.
I came off the meds six months ago (after very gradual tapering off) and had been quite well, armed with various techniques to nip it in the bud before it took hold. Or so I thought. Then a series of things happened before Christmas - sudden death of my DF, increased workload, problem with a neighbour - and I still thought I was doing ok. Till the last fortnight or so and I can tell it's starting again. I'm waking up at 3am and obsessively ruminating, unable to go back to sleep or to distract myself from focusing on all the negative thoughts. Meditation helps a bit but not enough to let me sleep. During the day, it's a bit better but I'm tense and negative and irritable (probably partly because I'm really tired.) I'm withdrawing from friends and DH and the DC. DH has noticed and asked, very gently, how I am and if I've thought about going back to the doctor.
Part of me feels this is a grief reaction and well within the normal range and I just should ride it out, but I'm aware that last time I left it too long before getting help. On the other hand, there were side effects with the citalopram (side effects I was willing to tolerate because they definitely worked for me) and it took so long to come off them before. It's not helping that my grieving DM keeps going on about how she doesn't need pills, she just needs to accept that grief makes you feel terrible sometimes and masking it with medication won't do any good. (I know rationally that she isn't judging me, but I feel judged because when I feel like this I take everything negatively.) and I know if I go to the GP they will give me citalopram again because they can start me on it right away, whereas counselling sessions will have a waiting list.
It's now something else to be anxious about! I can't seem to make a decision. I know you can't make it for me, but have you any experience of recurring anxiety when you thought it had just been a blip?