I’m sure if you ask any of my friends or family to describe me they would say I’m outgoing, happy, full of fun and a bit stuburn, I’m sure most of them would be shocked to know that inside I am sad. People tell me they would like to be like me, apparently I’m always full of energy and always doing fun things. They don’t know that I have to keep busy or I will go crazy, that if I stop I won’t get back up.
I have lots of hobbies, I keep fit, I have Friends and my family are all close but I feel lonely and I don’t feel like I fit.
The past week has been extra tough and I’m struggling to keep a smile on my face, to keep busy and to have energy.
My divorce came through last week, a few days later my 14 year old dd tells me she has mental health issues and wants to be medicated as she can’t cope with the anxiety she feels each day
, I have failed her by not supporting her enough, for bringing stress into our home and letting her see me upset. Yesterday I split with my boyfriend, he did something that really upset me, he can’t see what he did and I’m finding it hard to explain it too him (though to everyone else it seems obvious). My youngest dd has ASD and has been really hard work, she’s probably picking up on my stress, I’m struggling to cope with her and have begged social services to help me (I have heard nothing back), her dad has just had a go at me for contacting social services as he thinks they will take dd away. This morning I’m not smiling, I struggled to get out of bed, the anxiety is giving me chest pains and I just want to curl up in a ball. Today I can’t mask the sadness I feel and I have had to ask the dd’s Dad totake them for the day and ask for time off work, I work in mental health so it’s hard to admit that I am suffering with mental health issues. Asking for help has to be one of the hardest things?