I’ve really messed up.
I’ve been suffering on and off with anxiety and depression since 2015. I quit a job as I was effectively being bullied by the management and caused the issues. I was out of work for about 10 months, got a temporary job absolutely loved it and really regained a lot of my “normalcy” back. As the job was temporary I wanted to find something permanent and found an amazing job in the same company, more what my degree is in, more money loads of amazing opportunities. This was in June. October I had a bad episode with anxiety again (triggered by my insecurities and a fleeting comment made by the head of my department after I cocked something up at work) ended up having a month or so off sick. My manager has been nothing short of brilliant. She also suffers from anxiety so understands to some extent what I’m going through. I went back to work but deep down I knew I wasn’t ready. I’ve made myself ill with anxiety, I’ve constantly got an upset stomach with churning and tension, my depression is quite bad I feel numb and lost, even though everything in my life is pretty good (just bought a house, amazing partner etc). Work is a major trigger but it’s not the work it’s my insecurities socially if that makes sense (I.e. I have it in my head no one likes me, I’m faking illnesses, I’m a fraud, I don’t do anything etc). I’ve been referred to occupational health who were good and recommended a lot and even put me on a phased return. But I’m just not able to leave the house and overcome the anxiety. My house is very much my safe space and I can’t do it. I try and I try but I get into such a state.
The thing is now I’ve really fucked up. As I’ve not long moved house I’ve not registered with a new Drs so I lied to my manager and said I had a sick note until Christmas. I know it was colossally stupid, but I couldn’t even get over the anxiety to phone my old Drs and explain or explain to her. I’m at my wits end now panicking as she’s asked me to send her a photo of the sick note to send to hr. I feel so bloody stupid! I’m 30 years old and shouldn’t be acting like a child but what do I do? I’m absolutely ill day in day out with anxiety churning in my stomach and all these crazy thoughts.