Today, February 5th, is #TimeToTalk Day. Time to #Take5 to talk about mental illness, to take that step to help end the stigma and taboo. Regular blog readers will know that I have suffered from mental health issues myself so talking about it and raising awareness is something I am very passionate about. I’m going to share my 5 sentence mental health story; you can do the same using the following format, either over on the Time to Change Facebook page or in the blog comment box: My name is Stacey and I have experienced depression, post natal depression, and anxiety. My …
post natal depression
Anxiety & therapy
On Monday I attended therapy again. I had a few sessions after my PND with J, and my miscarriage and they helped me so much. When I went to the GP after my breakdown last year I decided that as well as medication, I would like to see the counsellor again as I knew even just one session would help me, just talking about things. I went to the session mainly ready to talk about my social anxiety, as that is what is affecting the most since my major depression started. It just stops me from doing things, going places, as I’m …
Breakdown
Yesterday I had another breakdown. I really didn’t see this one coming, it just came from nowhere. Hubby was at work, the boys were playing, and I was sat nearby. I had been feeling on edge all morning but that’s nothing unusual for nowadays so I didn’t think too much of it, really. Over the space of a few minutes I just completely lost it. I cried. Floods and floods of tears. Pacing up & down. Trying so hard to stop myself… I wanted to go back to this same place. I was scared. I couldn’t stop what was happening. But …
Losing trust
When my mental health is like it is at the minute, I find paranoia really brings itself to the forefront (social media doesn’t help this, but we’re so dependent on it nowadays – especially for bloggers). Hand in hand with feeling like I’m not good enough and am always doing something wrong, it’s not a great pairing. Today has been a day where I wonder who I really can trust. You see things, hear things, from people you thought were good friends. Banter between people. One of them who you have already lost trust in, anyway. It could be innocent, …
We’re going back to the start…
You may have seen last week that I had a huge breakdown and have fallen into the big black hole again. Where you just can’t see the future in front of you. Sometimes you don’t want to see the future in front of you. Sounds harsh, but sometimes it’s oh so true – that’s what it does to you. Anyway, I digress. After the breakdown, we saw it was a cry for help and I made a doctors appointment. I knew what I was going for, and that was anti-depressants. I was adamant that I wanted them, and when she asked …