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A few years ago I had an awful year.
What happened isn't something that many people go through, so it was difficult to get support and because it involved me having to stay strong to support others, made it much harder to cope with.
I felt myself getting very low and despite my reluctance, ended up on antidepressants.
Just as I was about to feel a bit better, one of my siblings died suddenly and tragically at a young age.
These two major life events completely changed my outlook on life, and unfortunately have made me very pessimistic and anxious.
My relationship broke up afterwards but after what I had been through previously, it didn't feel half as painful as it may have done otherwise.
I came off of the antidepressants after about a year and last year I started to feel that life was getting better again. No major issues, my new relationship was and still is going well, and I started to feel normal again, although I was always on edge waiting for the 'next thing'
Then, early this year we were all happy when DD and her long term partner got pregnant.
All went well until a few weeks before her due date when her midwife missed something, resulting in her giving birth early and being very poorly. We were told that had she not got medical attention when she did, the outcome for her and baby could have been extremely serious. We know exactly what they mean without them saying it (I can't even write it down as it will make it too real!)
DD and baby are doing well for which I am extremely grateful, but I am haunted by what happened and more to the point - what could have happened.
I come home to an empty house after being with DD (I have had time off work to look after her as her partner
is now back at work) and more often than not I burst into tears.
I get panicky if I don't hear from her for a couple of hours (although refrain from hassling her!), feel sick and have occasional palpitations.
I have a stressful, professional job which involves caring for others and keeping a level head, but I just resent it these days.
If I talk to others they just say 'be grateful she's/they are ok!'
But I can't.
I have flashbacks of what happened and I get sick in the pit of my stomach.
Because it's still early days, I guess I should wait and see if I feel better in time, but I fear I'll end up back on medication.
I feel I will never be able to enjoy life again because shit things happen to me whenever things start to improve!
My partner has booked a lovely holiday for us but I can only pretend to get excited. I'm scared to go so far away in case something awful happens whilst I am away.
Is there anyone who can relate to this?!
Can I be helped without medication?
Is there any hope for me?!
Thanks for reading