I have always been a bright bubbly girl who enjoys life, who has had to deal with few problems in life. I've had a very good upbringing, I had a good education, enjoyed school, had friends etc..
This all changed about 5 or 6 months ago. Back in August, my dad found out that my mum was having an affair with a bloke she had met at the gym. this came as a shock to both me and my brother, as well as my dad. In our eyes, they were the "perfect couple" but obviously there was more than what you could see to the eye going on behind closed doors. My dad took this badly. He stopped eating and sleeping for a while and my initial instinct was to be there for him and be his shoulder to cry on, as well as helping him get better. Because i was so fixated on helping my dad at this point, i bottled up and ignored the hurt that i felt from it, because i needed to be strong for my dad. Time went on and my dad seemed to get better slowly but surely. However, for me, my emotional state was deteriorating. I have been with my boyfriend for just over a year now and he gets the front of my problems. If i am in a bad mood, he gets the full effect of it. Seeing my mum cheat on my dad was so unexpected it began to put doubts in my own head, leading to my mind becoming my own worst enemy. i began to believe that he was always up to something and that he must be cheating on me when he wasn't with me. it lead to a state of extreme anxiety where i would question him over petty things because in my head, it was a big deal and i couldn't bottle it in because i just could not cope with the horrible anxious feeling. it has strained my relationship massively, it must be hard being on the other side of my constant insecurity and accusations and a lot of the time he does not understand what i am going through mentally and puts it down to me "itching for an argument" when all i really want/need is reassurance. Our arguments end up being regular and heated saying nasty hurtful things to one another. I think deep down i have always had that little bit of insecurity, but it has been very mild and i was able to keep it under control. Now, i literally act like a nightmare. I am so scared of being hurt or abandoned, that i am pushing the ones i love away so they do not get the chance to. Some days i wake up feeling good but more often i wake up wishing that i didnt because i dont know how i am going to face the day feeling the way that i am. I've lost motivation in life.
All i want is to get better, not be this awful monster that i have turned into and just be happy.
If anyone else has ever felt this way, it would be nice to know that i am not alone and maybe offer some sort of advice?