And I'm not. Really, I'm not. I don't know realistically what to do or where to go if when you ask for help, that's what you hear.
I'm 47 and was on hrt that I didn't think was working particularly well but I was muddling along until earlier this year when my neurologist took me off it (epilepsy). I can't get a GP appointment with a woman to get it sorted. It's not an emergency so the receptionist won't let me see one of the nursing team, and the appointments with the 2 women at the practice go within seconds of 8am every Monday.
My mental health has tanked, it's been a shitty year - mum died, I'm going to tribunal for DS2 EHCP, DS1 is struggling socially a bit, and we're reliant on my work topping up our income but it looks like my hours are about to be cut. It just feels like everything is a disaster - and I wonder if, in part that's my hormones. So today I rang the surgery, spoke to a male GP and got told that given the circumstances he thought I was doing brilliantly and could he refer me for cbt. I'm notdoing brilliantly well, I love my family, but if I had the money I would get on a train, rent a cabin in Scotland, go to bed not come back till I felt better.
Other meno symptoms are flaring up as well but what is the point of asking for help. I just am at a loss.
Any help appreciated.