About The Depression And Failure I'm Slowly Moving Towards

The Story

Hello! I will tell you my story, which is not very cheerful, but you are used to reading in this section such things :) For about 5-6 years I have a problem with recurrent depression. Some people develop it after some dramatic moment in their lives, but I have the feeling that it is genetically set. It just comes out of nowhere. I lead a very quiet life, for others I may not lead any meaningful life. I go to work, I go home, I have some hobbies and interests, but I am changeable and I quickly forget them. Depressive states are usually most pronounced in winter and last for several months to half a year. There is some cyclicality perhaps, so I am talking about such specific periods. I went to the doctor and they told me that this is normal for people with such a problem - in winter the symptoms appear in most.

The problem is, that in recent years every year - late autumn or early winter the problem is getting bigger. This condition prevents me from thinking soberly and I did some nonsense. For starters, I quit my job! I thought that the workload affected me badly. I thought there was something my job didn't give me, but I was wrong. I didn't think of becoming a loafer! I started another job without thinking much about it and the problem became even bigger because my current job did not bring me what I wanted, on the contrary. I think I failed even more. First the lower pay, then the lack of social contacts at work, the lack of people close to me, and most of all the balance of what I created because of my confused head. I had a good income, and now I have to start all over again. In addition to the causeless depression, I am now very disappointed in myself. Along with depression, another problem arose about a year ago. Various obsessive thoughts began to pop into my head. This provokes great anxiety in me at times. This is the most tiring thing, believe me! I constantly check everything about 10 times to see if it's turned off before I go out. I must be acting strange to others and I'm always late. I check once, take three steps and say to myself "oh I must have imagined that I looked .. to come back to see her again!" or "I'm not well, and maybe when I went to check I may have inadvertently included something." I will not tell you about the doors :( I am constantly under pressure for no objective reason. I have become terribly self-critical of myself, I do not tolerate any mistakes.

I am softer to other people's mistakes, but not to myself. Even things that most people don't pay attention to, I see as a serious failure. What's worse is that when I think of a loved one I love very much. Then various obsessions begin to invade my head - bad things that I would not wish on my worst enemy. This is the worst! When I have to wish someone dear to me something nice or just say goodbye to him, all sorts of oaths invade my head, which I try to fight against but I can't! I'm afraid of developing any serious mental illness. Although a qualified person has not diagnosed me with the latter, I appear to have developed some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD). Some time ago I went to a psychiatrist. At that time, these obsessions had not deepened and I did not share this with the doctor. He prescribed me a new antidepressant and I have been taking it for more than 2 years. I haven't stopped. In the meantime, I had problems and increased my dose. I have a feeling that depression is not improving. I keep spinning in the same circle. Only my sleep improved. I even have the feeling that this obsessive-compulsive disorder came after I started taking an antidepressant.

Depression made me emotionally inert. I do not have a civil position and I do not care what is happening in the world around me. I only care about my family is well! I have no friends, I have no desire to go anywhere. I constantly feel tired, very small things make me happy, but for a moment. Now I have ruined my years of work. Not many, but for my age, I think I had achieved something. I have not had and it seems I will not have a social life. For a family absurd. Has anyone been in a similar situation and got out of it? Is it possible that the drugs have aggravated my condition? What would you advise me, because I am desperate: (((M32

Last Updated
August 02, 2020
Author:
rose__rose

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