I am very new to the online community. I was raised in a family that sharing feelings, frustrations, and concerns were never taken seriously, and always taught to believe that they are not real. I am a gay man, and am looking for some help, support. I do see a psychiatrist, but often times I feel he is dismissive. I am presently looking for a new practitioner and that is causing anxiety.
I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression approx 11 years ago. I reluctantly sought the help, as I have always struggled with expressing my feelings, and always very cognizant to appear okay, when the majority of the time I am crying inside. I have tried CBT and have been taking paxil for 10 years, a small dose.
I recently became separated from my Husband, which logically I know is the right thing, but my heart is completley broken. Particularly the way he did it. He was premiscuous, lied, stole money from myself, became addicted to drugs, used sex as a weapon, constantly belittled me, made me feel worthless. After 14 years, he texted me the break up. Only communication that has occurred has been through text and email. He has taken my furniture, my rent money, continues to charge things on cards. I have since changed them. I have moved half way across the country, am completely isolated, I know absolutely no one, no outlets. I have reached to some friends and they are "busy" all the time. I cry daily, i cannot eat, I feel sick when I even think about food. I have lost weight, I feel used and stupid. My separated partner gave me STI's, I was always monogomist to him, I was the bred winner, and always made sure that he had anything he wanted. I feel stupid and pathetic that I allowed this to happen to me.
I wish that he would just want me like I want him. I know that I should not, but there was a time that I was happy with him and was okay with mistakes. I am a stubborn person, and assertive and often times he would use that and make me feel like shit. I am here alone, I talk to my sister and have conversations with her, but she recently told me that my emotions and crying is getting to her and she does not want to hear it anymore. I recently opened up to a brother about all of this and he says that I should be angry enough that I would not want to be with him.
2 years ago my mom died. She was my best friend. She was my everything. Yes I am a mommy's boy. She always had this ability to just look me in the eye and tell me that everything will be okay. A hug from her would bring me right out of what ever funk I was in. My father was an amzing provider and always made sure that I never went with out. I find myself even as I right this I bawl. I am a regstered nurse, and I palliated them both at home. My siblings would always give the decision making to myself, and I would have to make arrangements. I even had to be a nurse to my mom when she was dying. To this day I have so many regrets and anxities wondering if I did the right thing. I pray that she would come and visit me, at this moment I just wish she would just come and hug me. I have often thought about suicide since, but am afraid that I would not go to heaven where my mom and dad are.
I use to be a really big boy and for so many years I was bullied and taunted for being over weight. 15 years ago changed my eating habits, started exercising and over time I lost 108 lbs. When I look in the mirror I still see the same big person I once was. I am very uncomfortable in my skin.
I feel so stupid typing this, I feel weak, pathetic, that I am a loser. I do not know who to turn to as I do not want to put burdens on to people. I am very emotionally weak, and have so many emotions during the day. My biggest thing is that I am not sleeping, and am using alcohol to get myself to sleep. I know that is not a help, but lately when I have those drinks, the shitty thoughts go away and I can actually get a couple hours of sleep.
I am now going to be homeless as I want to move back, but the ex has gotten rid of the apartment that we shared, took my dogs, and all the furniture that he never even help buy. I do not know what todo.... one thing I do know.... I am sick of not feeling normal.