My Diary

This is a diary of my struggles and hopefully my sucess, I was advised to make a diary, to set goals and monitor myself. Another reason i have discovered that "Getting it off my chest" and sharing it with others, whomever you are, where ever you are and whatever you are, seems to help me calm and feel a little less weighted.

I figured id also make it public so that others like me who understand and those who are intrested from an educational point of view can follow my progress. the first few posts will be copied from my own handwritten diary but afterwards it will be updated on a daily basis. Please bear in mind that I am gay, and do refer to my partner in this blog quite often, if your sensibilities are offended by such things I'd advise not reading or just selectivly read.

General backstory is this; 5 years ago I suffered from acute agoraphobia and anxiety and it was conquered with the help of my then new partner Dan, who has been rock beneath my feet since. 7 months ago I had a nervous breakdown, my partner being one of the causes, his work keeps him from me often and our sex life has been non existant pretty much, his own confidence and esteem not so good, i began having thoughts that he was cheating (he's not, ive checked etc) my own thoughts of "Am I Good Enough" or "Im Ugly" etc etc, coupled with family and work stress which had been an ongoing thing I just collapsed, there was self harm and suiside attempts (not very sucessful which tells you its more the pain im focussed on inflicting) My agoraphobia is back to haunt me and i did what any good depressant did, I stopped paying bills and burried my head in the sand, i have an eviction notice and the council is moving so slow its unreal and i feel like i want to just end it.

Sunday, 2 May 2010

Day Three, 30th April 2010

Still running round like a lunatic, trying to chase up from home all my enquiries, but not much i can do at the moment, went out to grab new paperwork to fill in (oh i hate busses) The bus was moderatley full and ended up with a mild panic outbusrt, shaking and jittering, I ended up just getting a taxi back home as i couldnt face the bus again, im always so dizzy when im out and about, i can hear my heart beating faster and faster. Did some internet stuff, searching classifieds and the like, joined a new forum called www.nomorepanic.co.uk it seems friendly enough bit big and daunting mind you, but meh, we will see if I can do any good there.

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