thankyou for the welcome,
seeking counselling again is easier to say than do when your doctor doesnt want to throw you a bone,
i asked to be referred just before xmas roughly 16th and iam still waiting for any sort of corispondence which i find not only discusting but also disheartning, as i am asking for help and hearing nothin. i know it takes time but as you will understand its my life i have thoughts to take each day, a little peice of paper with a date on it is as much a comfort at the moment for me as talking is for others.
i dont like to talk well find it hard but again in time this will lighten and maybe even comfort me enough to get on.
there is more to the story of my dad and his depression which continued on after i had ceased to take my meds.
i had a rough time and very hard decisions to make as to whether i look after him and my brother finacially( by forcing myself into work)
which i did sucessfully (i worked from the ground up to a supervisor within six months of no meds, whhile progressing to train for my managers position.) only thing stopping me after two and a half years of pushing was complete worthlessness from the job,what had i i'd achieved.( and the back problems from crazy hour shifts were i pushed myself sometimes for 18 hours straight no breaks five days a week and even went in on weekends if i needed to,one shift in one day lasted 21 hours and 43 mins with the next shift starting barly 5 hours later.) like i said crazy.
i willingly got up day by day to do so for more of an escape from everything,the more i pushed at work the less of life i saw and even if i became ill i did not stop.looking back i was after death,an end to my own pain...still.
right up till i left work in july 2005 i tried so hard to hide from everyone how i was feeling and sometimes from myself,but maybe its fate or ive abused someone in the past so bad that karma feels the need to prove a point. which ever it is iam unhappy with the todays not wanting tomorrows and severly hating yesterdays.
i cant continue with this anymore iam becoming low just writing it, d*** memories.