Hi,
So I first wrote on this forum 5 years ago when I suddenly had the worst Health Anxiety of my life and it felt totally out of the blue at the time. I had never experienced anything at all like it. I woke up one day with my muscles aching, feeling dizzy, felt like I was rocking on a boat or like sinking into the ground when walking. Ended up down a rabbit hole thinking I had MS, Parkinsons, some sort of disease that was going to kill me and leave my kids without a mum. I went through months of hell and being told it was anxiety and I didnt believe the doctors when they told me this. Eventually I had to try and accept it so I agreed to start taking 50mg of sertraline to see if it would stop the negative thoughts and the intrusive thoughts, constant worrying/crying etc.. AND it did. Sertraline literally saved me at this point in my life and I will never forget that. I was on them for 18 months and then I fell pregnant with my 3rd child just before Covid came around. I came off them as Sertraline can cause complications with baby during pregnancy. I was fine, my mood was steady and I was happy.
But lately I feel like my anxiety/depression is creeping up again. My mood is just down all the time, I feel miserable and fed up most days and on top of that I have that constant dreaded feeling in the pit of my stomach. I feel that this could have been going on again for a year or 2 on and off but I am noticing more and more how much I just dont enjoy life most days at the moment. I feel teary and down. I love my kids so much but I dont really have a life outside of being their mum. I feel quite unfulfilled with my life at times and I dont get a minute from the every day life that comes with being a mum. I wouldnt change it but I think it wears me down at times. I just dread the days being the same, breakfast, school runs, cleaning up, school runs, dinners, football drop offs, football pick ups, cleaning up, washings… day in day out and thats pretty much all I do with my life. I am blessed to have 3 beautiful girls and they are my life.
Sometimes I lie and cant sleep and just cry at how much I love them and I have started having the negative thoughts again about how one day I will need to leave them. Im terrified of dying or of them dying and I know theres no escaping it and its something I just worry about it all the time. This was something that took over my mind 5 years ago when I had some sort if breakdown and I knew that I needed help and sertraline helped me.
I can just see the pattern now when I look back on the last year maybe.. me being snappy and angry and horrible to my partner.. then feeling guilty and crying.. constantly tired and full of dread. I cant seem to enjoy anything at all. I feel at my happiest when I am sitting with my partner and kids watching films, playing games, just spending time together but it doesnt last long before i’m thinking this wont last forever, the kids are getting older, your getting older, we are all gona die one day and my heart just pounds.
When I hear certain songs that remind me of the past when I was little I feel horrible and sad inside because I know now Im older and the years just fly by. I find myself asking “what is the point in anything if we are gona die?” Why work hard? Why decorate a house, why waste money on stupid things, but then why save money either? I jst feel like everything is so pointless. This is the way I felt 5 years ago along with the health anxiety etc.. I am just seeing it creep up this time rather than smacking me out of the blue uncontrollably.
Ive been saying to myself for a few weeks will I go back on sertraline? I mentioned it to my partner tonight and he is an arrogant as*hole at times.. he said “you seem fine to me, you should exercise it releases endorphins (which I am aware of.) Hes into watching all these inspirational talkers that tell you to exercise and think positive etc and that will cure you from anything. Ive told him before everyone is different. I was hitting the gym a few weeks ago for abt 4 weeks and I felt good the first few days then felt awful but I forced myself anyway. I went to the docs thinking I was dying and blood tests showed my iron levels were really low at 10.. was told if they drop to 7 I would need a transfusion so had to start on iron tablets asap and I stopped with the gym. I said to him you know I go to the gym and swimming etc on and off for periods but it never actually helps with my mood.. he said “you always seem happier to me.” I told him I’m not and sometimes things arent what they seem! I told him I hate talking to him about this stuff because I can tell with his attitude he disagrees and thinks its like a weakness if I take a pill to feel better.. he said “im not saying that but i do feel like, rather than exercising, because it makes you tired when you have to deal with the kids, youd rather jst take a pill because its easier.” I was just fuming at the whole convo.. this is the way he is like he didnt say anything to even make up for being such an as*hole.. he jst goes on to say more shit like you dont need a pill, I just think its a load of rubbish but if you feel like you want to then you should. Hes never really been good at thinking before he speaks hes brutally honest and so am I when it comes to things too but he just doesnt seem to understand when it comes to mental health. He thinks because when he was depressed at one time and exercised his way out of it that we all can. It got quite heated and he said “ive been a lot more depressed than you and didnt need a pill.” How much of an as*hole is he? Is it just me seriously? I said “what because I dont neglect my responsibilities and sit on the couch feeling sorry for myself it means you were more depressed? I power through big deal it doesnt mean i’m fine or you were MORE depressed!” I hate even telling him how I feel because I feel like it comes across as me being some sort of weak person or some sort of victim and thats not me. Anybody who knows me would say im a strong independent person. I just dont know.. Im doubting myself a bit. like is it me turning to anti depressants when I can shake it off maybe eventually? Or is he just a complete d*ck who should understand more n show a bit more support? I said to him “how do you know how Ive been feeling? Do you ask me how are you today? How has your day been? You know ive burst into tears at least 3 times over the past 3, 4 months and thats only the times you know about.” He said no ive not asked because normally im walking on egg shells.
I just need a bit of clarity and advice as im questioning myself a bit. Am i jumping the gun? Should I speak to the doc, should I wait it out and see how I feel?
Sorry its sooo long I just needed to get everything off my mind!
thanks!