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Re: Worry Room - Get it out, and walk away: No responses please

I had a weird thing happen with my car this morning and it has set my heart racing. I worry that I have no resilience and every little thing will spiral me away from myself and my family and friends. 

good to get that out there. In fact considering it freaked the hell out of me the heart rate is ok the mind is ok.

 

i worry that my 2 coping techniques are not ideal and that I will not be able to stop the crutches.

 

ok so I have been through it before. I have help scheduled. I am doing ok. I am healthy and safe

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It seems like no matter how hard I try to do the right thing, be a good person I finally start to get on top of the chaos that is my life and it all starts crashing down again faster then I can take a breath. Be a good person. Do the right thing. Try your best. It’s starting to feel like I’m being punished for doing the right thing or trying to actually succeed in life. Everyday is beggining to feel like a challange not just because of mental and physical issues but also just trying to survive the constant chaos.

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I'm worried no matter how much work I put into myself my family will still come crashing in to call me a liar, deminish what I've been through and my experiences like I'm still an child that hasn't be through anything but the harsh reality is a lot worse and it will continue to cause me pain everytime they call me a liar.

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Having a lot of trouble for about a month now with my agraphobia coming back, waking up with anxiety in the mornings having panic attacks every day and not wanting to get out of my bed.

I'm angry, shitty, loosing things so I'm yelling at my son, my animals trying to take tablets to calm down but nothing's working.

But tonight is the worst I've been Am having a breakdown just lost my tablets somewhere in the bed, then spilt my hot chocolate all over my blankets, screaming in my room, been sick then crying feel lost something not right but don't know what can't get to see my psychiatrist till end of may don't think my tablets are working and can't get out my room

 

Re: Worry Room - Get it out, and walk away: No responses please

I feel like I don’t fit in anywhere. It’s like my identity has changed and now the feeling of loneliness isolation and inability to fit in with anyone has gotten even worse.

Re: Worry Room - Get it out, and walk away: No responses please

My Support Referral so far have not amounted to anything yet - Nothing has come through.

Neami has no available Support Workers, or may have lost my Referral.

As they promised to be in touch 2 weeks ago (after an Assessment) - Then I heard nothing.

So I followed up today, & finally received an email response - "We will look into it", which does not match what they said (what I was told) 2 weeks ago.

Someone from Neami may phone me later this week.

Most things are up in the air, so much uncertainty at the moment - There is very little that is solid, that I can rely on.

So many efforts, with little or no positive result.

Adge

Re: Worry Room - Get it out, and walk away: No responses please

@outlander 

 

How are you today ? 

Re: Worry Room - Get it out, and walk away: No responses please

I worry about when I am alone. I worry that I will take the next step from what I did today. Or maybe I worry that I want to.

I can't keep my word. I can't say I promise I won't.

What happens now. Do I just wait for that moment.

 

Re: Worry Room - Get it out, and walk away: No responses please

I worry about everything!  Most of all I'm worried I am starting to show signs of dementia and have noone to help me.

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I don't want to go down this path, but I feel the inability to change it. I know I'm risking myself, yet I just don't seem to care. I'm scared if I reach out someone will end up on my front porch.

My psych has said I need to tell H and my pdoc about my behaviour/actions or she will.

How can I tell H that things have gotten worse, that my brain is in such turmoil. I grieve the person I used to be. The person that was a good mother and wife. The person that looked for the positives. There is nothing left of me.