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I too am a worrier. I have struggled with nervousness and depression since I was a young child. Mental illness does run in my family and life growing up was very difficult. For many years I accepted this condition as "normal" for me. As I approached my older years, (I am 65) I think the flood gates opened. Digestive issues, severe burning in back of the throat, anxiety attacks that last for months from morning till night even in my sleep. It is all very frightening. I am now getting much-needed help but it took me this long to realize I needed it. Don't wait until your worry and depression make you ill. Get the help you need now for a much happier tomorrow. Take good care of yourself. Be your own advocate and best friend. A happier future depends on it. Best of luck to you and as always, I pray for all who suffer.
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Be your own advocate & being kind to yourself is good advice. You have had a difficult life with plenty of challenges. It’s encouraging to hear from others & how they are managing their mental health.
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@annie2 So glad to read you’ve gotten some help. Yes. Advocating for self is key.
I thought I just needed a med/tweak but I may need to talk. My growing up years were really challenging to say the least. But I’m pretty sure I’ve covered that in therapy. But there’s the huge subject of the here and now. At 70, I just went through a divorce , had two major moves within one year, and lost my 17 y/o dog whom I’ve had for 15 years. I admit I like living alone but it took me this long to realize I’m an introvert. Introverts aren’t anti-social, we just need a lot of alone time. That really helps.
I had a TBI from a riding accident and was in hospital for two weeks. Little was known or followed up on in 1965. My personality fundamentally changed after that. All I can say is I became unmoored. I relied on my father and stepmother who were hugely status conscious. When I wasn’t invited to a party, they said I should have gotten an invitation. So, they sent me. The second time it happened, I ran out of the party, went home and cried.
I’ve never talked about this before. Not even in therapy. Ha! But it feels good to write it out. And maybe I do have more to cover in therapy. But it’s not about then. It’s about now. I’m in a new state, with a new dog and she’s a lifesaver. And I too can help myself by getting some help. Thanks for the nudge @annie2