Hi guys,
I haven't been on here for some time partly because I've been feeling ok or because I've been feeling so worthless that I have no faith in the words that I am typing.
It's been a really tough couple of weeks for me and I have descended into the darkness once more. It's strange because when I feel "ok" or strong or in control or just content I cannot imagine what being anxious, guilt and shame ridden and depressed must be like. Right now it's all too real and to be honest I'm at the end of my tether. I had a bout of depression from august to october 2010 after moving from brighton to london and after upping my dose of citalopram from 10 - 30mg and seeing a holistic therapist I found myself coming out the other side about two months ago. Suddenly everything was completely different. I felt like a different person, free of guilt, anxiety, able to enjoy life again, looking forward to the future, even enjoying social occasions such as dinner and house parties. I was doing so well that I started to think about ending my therapy and weening myself off the meds. My destructive, abusive inner voice had been calmed, even tamed and I felt as if I was on the way to learning new ways of dealing with the possible (or inevitable) future onset of depression/anxiety.
I'm pretty certain that I have body dysmorphia - I think this came from my time at an all boys catholic school where I just never fitted in. So about a month or so ago my inner voice re-awakened and instead of attacking me for who I was or what I did or said it started to abuse me for how I looked - my hair, my wonky teeth, my clothing, etc, etc, etc. This pernicious voice finally found some ammunition when two weeks ago in a fit of insecurity and obsessive self consciousness I had a sexual encounter with an old friend/ lover. I knew at the time that this was wrong but I was out of control and I needed some kind of affirmation. After the event I felt such intense guilt, shame, weakness and self loathing that it was quite easy for the voice to just sidle back in.....
Sorry, I feel that I am ranting...
What can I learn from this? Perhaps that I have never actually learnt how my behaviour can lead to me flying off the rails. I think I have always prided myself on doing the right thing, or at least trying to do the right thing. In other words being good to myself and others but sometimes I make mistakes and sometimes my mind and my decisions are so clouded by anxiety and fear that I just dont know what I'm doing. Is that a copout?
As a fellow SA and depression sufferer I'm so glad to know that this forum exists. It makes me feel ever so slightly less alone. I can only write from my perspective but I will say that somehow the anxiety and darkness passes, the hardest thing is trying to hang on to the lightness and positivity when it's there (i dont know about any of you but I just take it for granted!). I wish you all a peaceful, positive and anxiety free 2011.