My symptoms:
I feel like I'm having a constant low level panic attack. Tight, hot chest. Like I'm not getting enough oxygen. Too much adrenaline.
Crying every day. Can't listen to music as it sets me off. Struggle to watch anything on TV as it sets me off.
Forgetful, scattered. I'm ticking boxes and functioning but everything is a struggle.
Constant feeling of fear that I can't calm. I'm afraid I'm going to crack and not be able to come back to myself.
What's been happening:
Two years ago my ExH and I separated after 30 years. Sold the family home. Downsized to a flat that's become a much happier home for me and my daughter.
Still trying to negotiate the divorce. It now looks like we'll have to go to court. My flat is in both our names and I'm worried I'll have to downsize further and lose the sense of stability I've built here. ExH has become very angry and sent me a series of nasty letters through his solicitor demeaning and belittling every aspect of my character and abilities. I had to stop reading them as they were so hurtful and upsetting.
I was a SAHM for over 20 years. I've been applying for jobs like crazy since the separation but haven't been able to find work. I'm a bit limited as I have a disc issue in my back, so nothing that requires any lifting or constantly being on my feet. I've applied for all kinds of jobs, even volunteer roles just to get something on my CV, but getting nothing. The constant rejections are also taking a toll. I'm now on a government funded programme getting mums back to work and hope that something sticks in the new year. In the meantime, I'm renting out my son's bedroom to foreign students in term time.
I do work in a creative industry, but it doesn't make enough to support me yet. All of this upheaval has affected my ability to produce, which is another worry.
Just before Christmas, the man I had been seeing for six months ended things. I've been devastated. This seems to be the straw that broke the camel's back.
Then I got really ill with a chest infection. Limped through Christmas taking antibiotics and cold meds.
I feel like I don't have an anchor, nothing to hold onto. I do have wonderful friends who have made a huge difference, but it's not the same as having a special person or parent or someone to care for you.
I'm trying very hard to keep it together but I'm struggling and suffering. I see a counselor and take sertraline. I just don't know how to keep going at the moment.