I found the depression was sort of a byproduct of the anxiety. I had OCD of horrific things happening to loved ones which then caused massive anxiety. Which in turn caused me to be depressed, because I thought there would be no end to my horrific thoughts. The only way I thought there would be an end to the way I was feeling, would be when i was dead.
Never ending circle of head fuck.
Thanks to my amazing wife, and managing to teach myself that thoughts are just thoughts. I got myself off that vicious circle. Wasn't easy, and I still have the odd day where I feel shit. However these are now very few and far between.
Wouldn't wish OCD on my worst enemy.
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That first line is true.
I went to therapy a few years ago for depression. After the first session he told me depression isn’t my core issue, anxiety is. It’s the anxiety that causes the depression, not being able to solve the things I’m anxious about. He said it’s usually one then the other, some people get anxious about the depression impacts.
Been on a hell of a rollercoaster since the divorce, nearly got sacked at work, rang the Samaritans after I couldn’t shake the feeling I’d be better off dead. Ran up debt cos when I’m depressed I spend and I eat shit and get fat which depresses me more.
Always been socially awkward, don’t make friends easily. In fact I still hang around with the ones I made at school, no lasting friendships from uni or any job. Now my mates are moving away or just living their own life finding myself with a very small social circle. Thinking I need to get involved in something to make new friends, but as I say I don’t make friends so not sure what the point is.
Really only the fact that I’ve got two beautiful kids that keeps me going. Feel like my life has a purpose until they’re 18 then I can’t see anything beyond that. Really hoping something pops up before then or the ex doesn’t take them away. Not sure I’d keep going without them. Even then I can’t connect to them like I’d want, like she can. Don’t even know what’s wrong with me. Never been formally diagnosed but have had several people suggest autism including those trained to diagnose it. As Rich said in OP a diagnosis would make no difference anyway.
So yeah, not happy, can’t see a future, lost everything in the divorce and then some, have no real mates, really not sure what to do about it. Should probably go see someone but I’m not depressed like I used to be where I couldn’t even get out of bed. CBT gave me the tools to deal with that. Also my therapist has stopped working in that field and it took my five attempts to find someone who worked for me. All the IAPT ones were terrible. It’s more of a rational assessment of my life and in many ways that’s a lot scarier.
Not sure where this is going, but came across the thread and it opened a lot of stuff up.