I read all these messages from people coping with affairs, 4 children, no money, husbands having breakdowns etc, and I hate myself. I have only one son, who is absolutely gorgeous of course, a nice house, not massive money worries. Yet I have terrible anxiety/depression and have just had to up my dose of anti depressants even further as I just cannot cope.
I don't think depression or anxiety is an illness. I've read so much about it and thought so much about it (which I hate myself for as well) and I have been led to believe there's no such thing as a chemical imbalance, and it's all about negative thought patterns you can change. But I just can't change them. And that makes me feel even more guilty and trapped and depressed and panicky.
Went to see a friend yesterday who is desperate for a child but is single, and I could tell he was just thinking I was a negative and ungrateful cow. Similarly another friend of mine has just lost a baby at 38 weeks and is powering through. I just hate mysefl!
This is entirely unreasonable to feel this way, but I just can't seem to pull myself out - despite acupuncture, counselling, exercise etc.
Does anyone feel similarly?