I am not sure whether what I feel is a normal part of life, or not - I guess not, because it is not fun. I have been trying to tackle the way I feel, but I am not progressing well just now. I manage to keep a lid on things at work (99.99% of the time) and function well there. It is a job which is public facing, with a lot of responsibilities - I do quite well at it, up to now. Everything breaks down at home though.
This is how I feel / what I feel on a daily basis:
- I am exhausted, always. Go to bed around midnight, and faff on the internet or netflix til 2pm as am struggling to switch off. Get up around 8am for work.
- I snap at DC and DH at every opportunity
- I am extremely irritable, and very sensitive to noises
- I have very little appetite
- I have regular mini-panic attacks, which started about 2 or 3 years ago. They come and go, but I am in one of these phases
In the last 2 or 3 years, my anxieties have moved from travel and terrorism (I even cancelled work trips about this), to health anxiety (any pain I feel is a terminal disease, for example). Life is stressful, but no more than 5 years ago. I have a good job, relationship with DH is stable, DCs are well. Two grandparents passed away last year, and this took a little toll, and my DF had a health scare, but that was months ago.
Since the summer, I have suffered some pretty big hair loss, which adds to my worries and feeds the panic attacks at every shower or sight of hairs on the floor, or the brush, and thinning patches. I have tried to find explanations for it. I have mustered the courage of going to the GP three times this year. On each occasion, the GPs have brushed the anxieties and panic attacks as a symptom of my overactive mind and tiring profession. On the last occasion, I tried to make more of a point about it - the GP gave me pamphlets to read and told me I would not want to be on drugs if hair loss was a concern. She ordered a blood test, which has shown nothing out of ranges.
I don't speak about it at all with DH - I can't find the words, and a ball forms in my throat. He has never been the listening type, and if he dismisses my concerns, or does not hear me, this will make me even worst. I don't know if he has noticed the hair loss, even. Just thinking/typing about it makes me nauseous.
I just want to feel better, healthy and happy, and have a good family relationship. I am just not sure how to go about it.