Seiena
11-14-2009, 05:42 AM
Hi, I'm 26 years old. I've never once been treated for Anxiety, depression nothing. My family is 0% supportive and 0% tolerant of any mental disorders. I've always been different, always suffered a minor bit of Anxiety over the years. As they've progressed I've gotten to the point I'm at now, I never leave my room, I'm so far down the depression ladder I can't see daylight, my Self esteem, pride, ego all of it is 100% non-existent. All attempts to self-medication have failed save one, Dogs. When my dog was alive, my anxiety actually lessened enough that I was starting to climb back out of the hole, I had drive and motivation which I had lost a long time ago, and I was finally able to graduate from college (these troubles + Learning Disabilities = BAD BAD BAD! ) after 10 years of fighting through classes.
I was finally starting to have pride, feeling good about myself, all of that good stuff. Now since my dog died, I'm back to rock bottom. I've tried everything I can think of to obliterate the feeling of complete and utter worthlessness but my family is making it -impossible-. These troubles are affecting my ability to find a job and it's a giant vicious circle of pain and destruction.
After my dog died my mom went on this rampage of no more animals so the one medication that was working is being denied me. I can't get my family to read up on anxiety they keep telling me "Oh just tell yourself it's not a problem and you'll be fine." Except that I'm to the point that it seems like I spend more time sobbing then anything else my anxieties have reached the point I'm Paranoid and Neurotic pretty much 24/7. I live in a small town where money makes the world go round and I'm at my last straw (not the suicide kind, don't have the nerves for that...more the quivering gelatinous mass kind of last straw)
I need help, some way to reach my family. My dad makes fun of me for it (which does not help my depression or anxiety) acting like it's all some sort of massive joke, and my mother practically spits fire at me the idea of my lack of normality enrages her so.
I have a boyfriend that actually comprehends that there is a problem but he's 11 hours away and can't afford to take me away from this right now, and it'll be another 2 or more years until he's got the degree to make enough to pull me away from all this.
Sorry for the really long post, I just...I need some idea as to how to reign this in before the Anxiety itself kills me so I can wait it out. I'd stop smoking but last time I did I spent a week on my floor crying, no sleeping, eating, drinking, restroom use...nothing just sitting on my floor crying because the mix of anxiety and stress broke me completely...
Anyone else been in a situation like this?
I was finally starting to have pride, feeling good about myself, all of that good stuff. Now since my dog died, I'm back to rock bottom. I've tried everything I can think of to obliterate the feeling of complete and utter worthlessness but my family is making it -impossible-. These troubles are affecting my ability to find a job and it's a giant vicious circle of pain and destruction.
After my dog died my mom went on this rampage of no more animals so the one medication that was working is being denied me. I can't get my family to read up on anxiety they keep telling me "Oh just tell yourself it's not a problem and you'll be fine." Except that I'm to the point that it seems like I spend more time sobbing then anything else my anxieties have reached the point I'm Paranoid and Neurotic pretty much 24/7. I live in a small town where money makes the world go round and I'm at my last straw (not the suicide kind, don't have the nerves for that...more the quivering gelatinous mass kind of last straw)
I need help, some way to reach my family. My dad makes fun of me for it (which does not help my depression or anxiety) acting like it's all some sort of massive joke, and my mother practically spits fire at me the idea of my lack of normality enrages her so.
I have a boyfriend that actually comprehends that there is a problem but he's 11 hours away and can't afford to take me away from this right now, and it'll be another 2 or more years until he's got the degree to make enough to pull me away from all this.
Sorry for the really long post, I just...I need some idea as to how to reign this in before the Anxiety itself kills me so I can wait it out. I'd stop smoking but last time I did I spent a week on my floor crying, no sleeping, eating, drinking, restroom use...nothing just sitting on my floor crying because the mix of anxiety and stress broke me completely...
Anyone else been in a situation like this?