Just been looking through some pics I took of DD today 20 months old), she has the biggest grin on her face, just radiates happiness and love of life. It's made me cry as I'm wondering whether I looked like this at her age and how I have got to the point I am now.
Anxiety has been creeping in slowly, I never thought it was "bad enough" to do anything about it, but really it's ruling my life now. I only feel comfortable at home now.
I still like the idea of getting out and about but when I do it gets increasingly difficult. Last weekend we went out and I was anxious all day about the kids routine. Then we rode a bus and I was anxious about sitting down in case we could catch bed bugs. I stood the whole time, but the kids sat which horrified me and I washed all of our clothes that evening.
Then we looked for somewhere to eat and I couldn't bring myself to pick any of the amazing places on offer, just a bog standard boring chain restaurant we've been to a million times because I couldn't trust anything else (I have a fear of vomiting). I also didn't order my first pick as it was shellfish (See fear of vomiting) and went for something plain instead.
I'm supposed to visit family for the weekend and I'm thinking of making up an excuse as I am worried I will pass something on or contaminate them in some way.
This afternoon I tried to relax in the garden but I started worrying because it was sunny, I started Googling average May temperatures in the UK and worrying about climate change and my children growing up in a world that's too hot, and them not having access to food or water.
Im worrying about everything, all the time. No-one knows I'm this bad, I'm so embarrassed. I'm wasting life and hoping my poor little joyous girl doesn't end up like me.
Or maybe it's normal and I'm not that bad? I just don't know anymore.