The wife finally 'convinced' me to go to the Docs. Which was more like a therapy session. And I was prescribed some medication. Which was great once it started working, but I felt like *** for two weeks.
Don't really talk about this much.
But. As the son of a northern builder in a vary working class family I was brought up very much in a men should be men, don't show emotion environment.
I had what is probably a typical attitude in that I thought anyone claiming to be suffering from stress and depression should cheer up and MtFU.
I worked in a reasonably stressful environment under pressure much of the time. Did a lot of study outside of work including starting an MSc.
I thrived under the pressure, I almost couldn't function normally without a deadline or multiple things going on at once. Playing golf I had to make every round competitive in some way. Even when playing on my own.
Then over the space of about 7 months a series of unfortunate events occurred which I won't go into here.
I found myself with increasingly less energy, sleeping was becoming patchy and my mood with the wife and kids, in fact pretty much everyone went down hill. I found myself angry at everyone and everything.
Sleep got worse to the point where I would wake up at 3 in the morning feeling anxious about something. Could be work, cutting the lawn, the guttering being blocked what might happen at the keds football at the weekend. It was a very strange experience for someone who had previously slept like a log.
This all spiraled out of control to the point where I could sit at work for 8 hours and do absolutely nothing. And then come home and sit on the sofa and do absolutely nothing. This then breeds mot anxiety and so on.
The odd thing about it, was I knew what was happening, I could see it almost as if it was happening to someone else.
I'd find myself not wanting to go to work. Then not wanting to go home.
Things finally came to a head one day at work. There had been some issues with a particular part of a project and some of the other team members and another manager were trying to pin it on a few people who were in no way responsible, but were seen as an easy target to throw under the bus. I ended up having a stand up argument about it in the office wich resulted in me walking out. And never going back.
Luckily I got out of having to work my substantial notice and started another job pretty quickly.
But I still wasn't right and questions started being asked of my ability at the new place. And back into the downwards spiral I went.
The wife finally 'convinced' me to go to the Docs. Which was more like a therapy session. And I was prescribed some medication. Which was great once it started working, but I felt like *** for two weeks.
For about three months I felt great and things were getting back to normal. Had regular trips to the Docs and dosage for the pills was tweaked. Then I started to realise that unlike before the meds when I was angry and anxious. I wasn't actually feeling anything anymore. Not sad or happy or angry. Just nothing.
At that point without telling anyone I went cold turkey on the meds after realising that I would have to manage this myself. That was a hard few weeks.
Since then I've been largely pretty normal (for me anyway ?) and can spot the triggers of the stress or anxiety starting again so I can deal try to with it. I've had ups and downs, especially during lockdown like most people.
I know some will say just man up or cheer up. I've had the same opinion myself. But as people say, you can't always tell what's going on in a person's head or why they are feeling the way they do.
So now I would always give the benifits of the doubt. But I will also call people out for being negative unnecessarily all the time as that attitude drags other people down. I try my best to look for the good and opportunity wherever possible. Even in tough times.
Never waste a good crisis as they say.
Sorry for the long rambling post. But I hope it helps some people understand.
Tnx for sharing.. I think i get this in waves. and this lockdown is making me walk on the edges. The number of times i have woken up blank at 3am... and then not going back to sleep. As i posted on another thread, i have stopped listening to the news now. I used to be on the road travelling to europe every week. Absolutely loved it - meeting clients, our teams, food, culture - even though i never saw a place. it was usually Airport-office- dinner/hotel- office- airport. we do a lot of work with Europe with london being our HQ. This lockdown has meant that I havent seen the inside of a plane since Feb. By next Feb it will be first time in 20 years i haven been in a plane.
Lockdown has proved that man is a social animal.. unlike the millennials, i need real people to talk to. Unfortunately, even after the vaccine, we will get hit by the Bre**t Bus. I am sure we will adapt, but that road to adapting just gives me jitters. We did some redundancies at the start of the year, and i can see more coming next year as we move HQ to europe. How does one sleep.
I spoke to a school Bursary administrator the other day. He says they have a rising tide of applications from existing parents who need support for the next financial year (rather than a permanent one). Next year my son is moving to secondary school. i would like to private, which we could work towards, but now i have second thoughts. All that contributes to lack of sleep, anxiety.
I dont think I am at a stage for pills, but i do feel like throwing a remote at the TV when i see a two faced lying politician (of any party)
Tnx for sharing.. I think i get this in waves. and this lockdown is making me walk on the edges. The number of times i have woken up blank at 3am... and then not going back to sleep. As i posted on another thread, i have stopped listening to the news now. I used to be on the road travelling to europe every week. Absolutely loved it - meeting clients, our teams, food, culture - even though i never saw a place. it was usually Airport-office- dinner/hotel- office- airport. we do a lot of work with Europe with london being our HQ. This lockdown has meant that I havent seen the inside of a plane since Feb. By next Feb it will be first time in 20 years i haven been in a plane.
Lockdown has proved that man is a social animal.. unlike the millennials, i need real people to talk to. Unfortunately, even after the vaccine, we will get hit by the Bre**t Bus. I am sure we will adapt, but that road to adapting just gives me jitters. We did some redundancies at the start of the year, and i can see more coming next year as we move HQ to europe. How does one sleep.
I spoke to a school Bursary administrator the other day. He says they have a rising tide of applications from existing parents who need support for the next financial year (rather than a permanent one). Next year my son is moving to secondary school. i would like to private, which we could work towards, but now i have second thoughts. All that contributes to lack of sleep, anxiety.
I dont think I am at a stage for pills, but i do feel like throwing a remote at the TV when i see a two faced lying politician (of any party)
Some real truth in the highlighted bit... Since my wife went into hospital 10 weeks ago with Liver failure (autoimmune not drink related) I've been spinning plates on poles! Work is really busy and we are not big enough for me to withdraw, My teenage kids, god bless them but they are pretty useless. (our fault I know) So its shopping and housework when I get home or all weekend, Friends and family forever wanting updates so I am constantly re-living all the stuff that is going on at the Hospital. Trying to put a brave face on when I speak to my wife or a Doctor. TBH I feel like I am being stretched to breaking point but I am very aware that my "family" has no safety net so I will just carry on. But getting back to your highlighted bit, what I wouldn't give to just go to the pub with my brother, drink half a dozen stellas and then go for a curry and not talk about anything serious...just a bit of Bar Stool preaching.
I used to work with a Sales Director who, at times, used to get very frustrated with changing policies, especially when we got a new MD. Eventually, he went for counselling. One of the main things that he told me was don't get involved in big company issues. Whatever the staffing level is going to be won't be affected by what you think. Whatever new policies are being formulated you can't affect. Deal with what is yours. Don't give a second thought to things you can't affect because as you start second guessing them and making assumptions you will get further from the truth of what will happen and more wound up because of it. Leave big problems to the big people.
As for politicians on TV, switch it off. Seriously, switch it off or turn it over. I used to love Question Time. Mrs Hobbit has banned it, and I sleep better because of that.
Before the latest fakedown
I used this service from the hospital room my girlfriend was dying in because I genuinely thought I might hurt myself when she died.
The wife finally 'convinced' me to go to the Docs. Which was more like a therapy session. And I was prescribed some medication. Which was great once it started working, but I felt like *** for two weeks.
For about three months I felt great and things were getting back to normal. Had regular trips to the Docs and dosage for the pills was tweaked. Then I started to realise that unlike before the meds when I was angry and anxious. I wasn't actually feeling anything anymore. Not sad or happy or angry. Just nothing.
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Its comments like that tell me that your opinions and conspiracy theories are not helping.
I’m really trying to get on top of my anxiety at the moment, it’s crippling me. Looking at talking therapies at the moment as a realistic option for just getting back to being myself.
If you are struggling with anxiety, suggest you look up The Linden Method. It will tell you all you need to know about anxiety and how you can cure it with the right plan and behaviour.