Thought I'd post this in this section even though it deals with dp/anxiety, if that's ok with the mods.
I've been planning this since I came back from Thailand last year.
Some of you may remember me having similar anxieties a year ago with my Thailand trip. The trouble is I can confidently say that even though I was anxious last year, I can confidently say that my whole mental state is far worse this time round.
Thailand was fanstastic, a real turning point for me. Some of you may recall i had something of a holiday romance with a girl who I am not embarassed to admit, although it may sound naive given the circumstances, I felt very strongly for. The months that followed Thailand were the closest to full recovery I've ever been. In fact they were some of the best of my life. Then I went to visit this girl in Amsterdam at the end of September last year. On the last night I smoked some of Amsterdam's finest and had a major panic attack thingy, and my mental state deteriorated after that. I've hit my lowest points ever over the past year.
My plan is to fly to Mexico and then on to Costa Rica, but whatever travel methods I can find.
I'm anxious because the prospect of going travelling again seems wrong given my mental state. I'm anxious because it's supposed to be, and I know is, one of the greatest experiences of your life. The thought of staring out at a stunning sunset vista on a paradisal beach in Costa Rica, but feeling nothing but emptiness, is just too much to bare. It's as if the pressure to enjoy this is too much, and just too unrealistic given my mental state.
I keep refelcting on Thailand last year, and I'm so desperate to recreate the feelings and experiences of that trip. In all honesty I think I do view that period through rose tinted specs. I can rememeber several specific occasions whilst in Thailand where I felt awful, depressed, dp'ed and very anxious. This is somewhat conforting because it helps me to draw some sort of parallel with how I am now and how I was then. But I can rememebr many time sin Thalind more where I felt genuinely happy.
On the other hand I know it is perhaps a good idea to go. I've been working all year to save up for this; part time whilst at uni, and full time labouring during the holidays. I'm working full time now and it's killing me, I can't stand the loneliness I feel whilst at work, I have no choice but to retreat into my head. The point is that if I don't go, I have nothing to do but sit at home lonely and bored, occasionally visiting friends who are spread all over the country at the moment. Also the natural benefits of lots of sun and sea for my depression are well documented from my own personal experience. Also the freedom is good for my anxiety, becuase I'll have nothing to worry about once I'm put there (no essays etc).
What do you guys think?
I'll explain more after I've (hopefully) had a few replies, cos' this is getting quite lengthy.
I've been planning this since I came back from Thailand last year.
Some of you may remember me having similar anxieties a year ago with my Thailand trip. The trouble is I can confidently say that even though I was anxious last year, I can confidently say that my whole mental state is far worse this time round.
Thailand was fanstastic, a real turning point for me. Some of you may recall i had something of a holiday romance with a girl who I am not embarassed to admit, although it may sound naive given the circumstances, I felt very strongly for. The months that followed Thailand were the closest to full recovery I've ever been. In fact they were some of the best of my life. Then I went to visit this girl in Amsterdam at the end of September last year. On the last night I smoked some of Amsterdam's finest and had a major panic attack thingy, and my mental state deteriorated after that. I've hit my lowest points ever over the past year.
My plan is to fly to Mexico and then on to Costa Rica, but whatever travel methods I can find.
I'm anxious because the prospect of going travelling again seems wrong given my mental state. I'm anxious because it's supposed to be, and I know is, one of the greatest experiences of your life. The thought of staring out at a stunning sunset vista on a paradisal beach in Costa Rica, but feeling nothing but emptiness, is just too much to bare. It's as if the pressure to enjoy this is too much, and just too unrealistic given my mental state.
I keep refelcting on Thailand last year, and I'm so desperate to recreate the feelings and experiences of that trip. In all honesty I think I do view that period through rose tinted specs. I can rememeber several specific occasions whilst in Thailand where I felt awful, depressed, dp'ed and very anxious. This is somewhat conforting because it helps me to draw some sort of parallel with how I am now and how I was then. But I can rememebr many time sin Thalind more where I felt genuinely happy.
On the other hand I know it is perhaps a good idea to go. I've been working all year to save up for this; part time whilst at uni, and full time labouring during the holidays. I'm working full time now and it's killing me, I can't stand the loneliness I feel whilst at work, I have no choice but to retreat into my head. The point is that if I don't go, I have nothing to do but sit at home lonely and bored, occasionally visiting friends who are spread all over the country at the moment. Also the natural benefits of lots of sun and sea for my depression are well documented from my own personal experience. Also the freedom is good for my anxiety, becuase I'll have nothing to worry about once I'm put there (no essays etc).
What do you guys think?
I'll explain more after I've (hopefully) had a few replies, cos' this is getting quite lengthy.