My anxiety is horrific today and I have no idea what to do about it. I tried going for a walk earlier but it didn’t help.
I’m so sick of living in absolute misery like this. I wish I’d never had dc because I have to stay alive for them but I really really don’t want to.
I’m sitting in my downstairs loo because it’s the only place I can without being constantly irritated by my family (except now dh is trying the door so even here isn’t perfect). Sometimes I sleep on the floor in here so I can be on my own. I’m a professional woman in her 40s sleeping in a downstairs loo. What a fucking shitshow! I was at uni for 8 years and now I don’t even sleep in a bed! So much for working hard building a comfortable life.
I hate every single aspect of my life. I have been trying to accept that I will never be happy about my life in the hope that some acceptance of my situation might help with the anxiety. It’s not working.
I took 6 months off my antidepressants to see if that helped and actually my anxiety did get better but the depression got worse. I prefer being depressed to being anxious but my family prefer the anxious me because I am better at serving their needs than when I am depressed.
I really need to find a way to accept things as they are and not be so pissed off about it all. I’m so angry all the time and I would love to just take a baseball bat and smash up my house and car and garden to try and release the frustration. I can’t even have a good cry with upsetting the dc and then I feel even worse for making them suffer.