I had a sort of breakdown a couple of months ago. It resulted in me falling back to self-harm and attempting suicide. This was, largely, attributed to me being made redundant earlier this year and taking a job that required a long commute, lots of time away from my DP and DD (who is now nearly 2).
I have suffered from mental health issues in the past. When I was a teenager I self-harmed quite intensively, often to the point where I probably needed medical attention but didn't always. This stemmed from abuse that I went through between the ages of 12 and 16 and a turbulent home life. My DM is an alcoholic and I have struggled quite a lot in dealing with that.
Since my breakdown a couple of months ago, I have resigned from my job and started a new one. This is fantastic as the hours are more suitable, there is virtually no commute (7 min drive) and DP is due to start a new job which means we will see more of each other.
Happy days? Well, it should be, I suppose. But tonight I'm finding myself slip-sliding back in to a destructive train of thought. I believed that I was getting better. I felt better. But I can feel everything start to tumble down again. I want to hurt myself, to the point where I am unable to get it out of my head.
I'm starting to think that I will never be able to function 'normally'. I have problems with binge eating and this is getting me down because I'm putting on weight. I feel inadequate and surrounded by things that are beyond my control.
I have been referred by the MH team to a service that helps survivors of abuse but I'm on a waiting list. As I'm no longer 'in crisis' I have been referred back to my GP. Medication-wise, I made the decision to come off Citalopram as it caused my jaw to tremor quite seriously. The withdrawals were awful but I'm finally out of the other side; I suffered with 'brain zaps' quite badly for a while, but they are pretty much gone now. I know I should get back on some sort of medication but I am resentful of it. I am resentful of the fact that my DP is able to function properly and it's such an effort for me to get through a day without wanting to hurt myself.
Urgh, this is more of a rant than anything else. Sorry.