I started to wake up with a feeling of
dread every morning, I didn't want to get up and go to work. I felt I
didn't give a damn if I got the sack, but I knew that I did give a damn but
didn't care or did I? I couldn't be bothered.
I
thought of my husband getting up every day at daft o'clock to go to work and I
used that thought to make an effort and go about my business. I was
managing to keep the tears at bay, didn't know why I was going to cry and felt
like shit most of the time. I managed to keep my head above water and
plod along.
Today,
it is my son's birthday, a happy day, I wasn't going to be seeing him but we
are on social media and keep in touch and we spent Friday together, had lunch
and a laugh.
Today,
Sunday, I woke up with a big black shadow pressing in my gut. I didn't want to
get up, I didn't want to go swimming as planned, with hubby. I just
wanted to sleep and sleep. I told hubby how I felt and he was great, he
gave me a cuddle and went to make a cup of tea. I turned over to go back
to sleep and then I thought of him downstairs being so good and I made myself
get up and go and join him. I drank my tea and we went to get ready for
swimming. I still had this big black shadow bearing down on me but I made
an effort to get in the car and go to the leisure centre, where I smiled back
at people and said hello and I thought to myself, if only they knew how
miserable and sad and heavy at heart I am feeling, but I just carried on going
through the motions.
In
the swimming pool we swam two lengths and I had to stop, the big black shadow
became a massive panic attack. I was terrified, I haven't had a panic
attack for many years. I started to cry quietly and told hubby. Again he
was great and comforted me, he asked me if I wanted to go home I did some
yoga breathing and recalled one time when I was in this same dark place, my
Doctor gave me a sick note for 2 weeks, he said "go and do things that
make you happy and come back and see me". I told this to hubby, and
seeing as how I was in the swimming pool and swimming makes me happy, I chose
to stay and finish the session.
After
the session I was still below par but functioning a bit better, we went
shopping to look for a winter coat for me and the panic attack went away but I
still have this big black shadow resting inside me. There is a massive
waiting list for my therapy so I am going to have to rely on my inner strength
and my husband, to get me through each day. God bless him and thank you
my love xx
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