Afternoon all,
Just here to vent I suppose.
Yesterday’s stats
Cried - 8 times
Panic attacks -3
Intrusive thoughts - 15 approx
Arguments - 1
I suffer with anxiety and depression and I’m having a tough few days and struggling to pull myself out of this pit I’ve fallen into. I’ve two constants in my life, two things I really care for. My family and my boyfriend.
Sadly, my Mum’s got terminal cancer, something I’m having a hard time coming to terms with. Every now and then I remember this and it slaps me in the face and breaks my heart all over again.
Had another argument with my boyfriend last night - he’s unhappy in our relationship. Says it’s not romantic anymore and I have this tendency to make him feel like he’s the sole problem (he isn’t). It frustrates him that I have no interests and I’m fully dependant on him, which I guess is true. He said he’s given up on trying to get me to do ‘things.’ These things usually consist of exercise or activity, I’ve gained weight and he’s told me I’m not attractive to him anymore. But I’m not interested in losing weight. He says I don’t take care of myself, I don’t think my self care equals being thin. He never pushed me into ‘doing something active’ when I was at the level of fat he liked.
I suppose we do argue a fair bit, about what though I can never remember clearly. I asked me if he wanted me to move home last night, really put my foot in it. Now he thinks I’ve no interest in making things work, which isn’t true.
I merely exist at the moment. I’ve spent the past two days having panic attacks and crying intermittently. It’s hard to remember a time when I did things for myself, had hobbies and ambitions. When I’m on my own I just lay around the house waiting for him to come home.
I can’t make my Mum better, but I can fix my relationship. I’ve no idea how. I need friends, hobbies, a better body. Just to be normal. I think if I had some motivation to do anything it might make him happy.
All I’ve done this morning is lay on the sofa, aimlessly browse through my phone and cry.