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·Hi,
Me again
I have trouble these days with my DP symtoms. Since I am less with Paxil, I feel more memory coming back, but more DP too. I really don't know who I am and feel very unconfortable with me. I try to find a self, someone, to be someone, and I feel like nobody. I hate that, that pu me into terror, and shaking, and derealization.
I want to switch to Anafranil, since with Paxil I live in a cotton wool, and don't live it at all, and I am tired anyway.
But now, I try to make myself goals, and anytime I think of working, and stydying (i have a few plans), I end up very very confused (ex. in my car, and all seem too loud, too clear, too depressing... I feel like this is the end of the world, and depression strikes back, and derealization, all come into like a dream. I end up, at home, telling myself it doesn't worth it because I'll never be normal, and never will be able to make the tests, and if I do, why live like that, etc. It's my pattern.
I swear I have goals but when I go out and try to think of how I would be out there, with interaction and action from myself, I become really sad, dr, dp, and it's not a joke, I scare myself.
I don't know how to break this cycle.
I will see a new psychologist, specialised in dissociative problems (really specialised), maybe she will help me. I feel handicaped, mentally unable to live happily.
Where is me? The Cynthia I knew? What do I want to do? I don't know at all..... it's scary. I plan to get a class for being a secretary, it's only 45 hours, so less stress, but I don't know if it's me. I don't know if you understand. I am so lost. My boyfriend thinks I should get a no-stress job, part-time, and even temporary. But I a ashamed not to come back to my old job. But I an unable to even take the bus, so.... going to the BIG city, with the OLD people, is a trauma to me.
Janine, if you can help me. I feel like I am at 100 years from the old me, and I don't know who is the new me.
Cynthia
Me again
I want to switch to Anafranil, since with Paxil I live in a cotton wool, and don't live it at all, and I am tired anyway.
But now, I try to make myself goals, and anytime I think of working, and stydying (i have a few plans), I end up very very confused (ex. in my car, and all seem too loud, too clear, too depressing... I feel like this is the end of the world, and depression strikes back, and derealization, all come into like a dream. I end up, at home, telling myself it doesn't worth it because I'll never be normal, and never will be able to make the tests, and if I do, why live like that, etc. It's my pattern.
I swear I have goals but when I go out and try to think of how I would be out there, with interaction and action from myself, I become really sad, dr, dp, and it's not a joke, I scare myself.
I don't know how to break this cycle.
I will see a new psychologist, specialised in dissociative problems (really specialised), maybe she will help me. I feel handicaped, mentally unable to live happily.
Where is me? The Cynthia I knew? What do I want to do? I don't know at all..... it's scary. I plan to get a class for being a secretary, it's only 45 hours, so less stress, but I don't know if it's me. I don't know if you understand. I am so lost. My boyfriend thinks I should get a no-stress job, part-time, and even temporary. But I a ashamed not to come back to my old job. But I an unable to even take the bus, so.... going to the BIG city, with the OLD people, is a trauma to me.
Janine, if you can help me. I feel like I am at 100 years from the old me, and I don't know who is the new me.
Cynthia