OK so this is the umpteenth time I've written and deleted this,but now here goes
A few yrs ago I was on a fair amount of different meds for anxiety and depression, done steps to wellbeing, group and one to one as I was struggling that my ex had gone ( Altho there was no love there I felt like I'd wasted too much of my life with a boring person, who wanted no commitment etc) luckily we never lived together as I know it would never of worked and was wary since DS dad left a few yrs before that, and vowed never to live with someone again.
So when that broke down, I did, I hated myself for wasting my time with him, for being stupid etc etc. Work was tough, and I didn't tell family. I was struggling with panic attacks regularly too.
Fast forward 18m of struggling and met dp. And omg what a difference, never felt so happy, DS loves him. Moved in.. Which shocked everyone. We knew straight away what we both wanted marriage and kids.. We started ttc so I weaned off the antidepressants.. One operation later, clomid and metformin and hey presto were expecting. Both over the moon, so are our families. And engaged.
But over the last few weeks I've been feeling more and more anxious about stuff. Not just pregnancy.. (12 week scan next week.) so hopefully that will be less stress as always worry about mmc or something happening, despite one earlier scan and a private one both with heartbeat, booking bloods etc all OK.
But anxious to get everything done. Even decorated bedroom this week in preparation ( crazy I know) and moved the room around, new furniture to allow. MOre space.. Because again seeing things look different in a room makes me anxious.
I'm anxious about foods., as when ttc the meds made me ill that when I ate a meal and then felt ill, coincidental it's now put me off that food, even looking at it in a shop makesme feel giddy.
I'm getting worked up over things out of my control,
I've started writing lists for lists of things to do. Lists of things to buy for the baby.. And even panic brought bottles and steriliser as unjust had it in my head to do it..even tho it's early
I struggle to tell dp I don't know why as he'd be understanding d but I also think because he didn't experience me at my worst (although we were friends at that time so he kinda knew) I worry that hell just say stop worrying, it's fine, etc as he may not fully understand you know what I mean.?
I'm worried it will spiral as I'm already getting in a can't be arsed around people mood too. BUT I don't t want to go back on antidepressants as I'd feel judged and most of all I'd judge me
Sorry for rambling