(Disclaimer, 9th day on prozac just increased dose to 20mg). Wondering if anyone else gets this, I feel like I'm going crazy sometimes. I start to doubt the truth of everything, I distrust my partner, think that he is just trying to isolate me and cash in on my fragility and vulnerability... I think that my psychiatrist is just trying to medicate me and sedate me because ultimately no one cares about me except for myself... and I even doubt my own ability to figure out whats true or not.
It's really scary to think this way, like, who can I trust if I can't even trust my own perceptions? Do I really even have CPTSD or is it just a made up term that they slap on people they don't really know what to do with? Am I actually just sad because I don't like my current environment/relationship? Or is it me? I know I've been through a lot, but why can't I seem to snap out of it?
I feel like I need to get away from everything and everyone, be by myself somewhere quiet in the country, to get back to myself. Obviously this is not feasible I don't have the financial resources to just up and move- but I feel trapped here in this apartment unable to go anywhere. In the prison of my mind.
I get paranoid that why would anyone want to be with me when I am depressed most of the time and can't work and can't get out of bed- what is my partners motivation to be with some one like me? Is it because I am easy to control? Does he really love me?
I had a great day yesterday and felt clear and calm, just increased my dose to 20mg but today I am in bed feeling queasy and out of it like I took a horse tranquillizer. Anxious, hyper vigilant, and down on my self because I want to be working and contributing to society.
Wish I had friends and a normal life. Sick of netflix and youtube which have become my lifeline.
I feel useless.