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hi-
let me begin with this big history of whats going on..may be a mix of things i think.
if this is in the wrong forum, please move it if it will help.
im 28, and am dealing with extreme depression, panic attacks, and im pretty scared of leaving my house and my family (safe place), i was a stay at home dad for 4 years, but now money is tight, so i got a job outside of the house last week (besides freelance graphic design at home that isnt too profitable lately) ..i cant bear to leave in the mornings, i get mad at the alarm clock, throw up routinely & panic.. this is the second day out of 8 that ive missed so far, and i did lie to my boss as to the reasons i cant make it in (my kids were sick last tuesday, and a snowstorm helped me today, that was the truth) but theyre not holding it against me.. the bad thing is that its an easy desk job, with only a couple employees, and good pay, but after all that, i still cant get past leaving my family each morning for the feeling that ill miss something..i just cant leave them,
dont want to leave, at all.. i get panic attacks so badly when i drive for the last 2 years or so, i have to pull over because i fell like im going to pass out if i continue, breathing techniques dont help and i am taking only lexapro now, but i take some of my wifes xanax's when i feel i need them, ive been on paxil, klonopin & buspar all without any help in the past two years..
i remember as a kid even in first grade, my mom dragging me to school because i would make myself sick and throw up to stay home, she just drug me there everyday, and i cried every day..making myself sick and fearing leaving stayed with me every day until somewhere in the 6th grade, i was older so i hid the crying in front of friends & all, but i was back then as i can see now, really suffering with seperation issues and being depressed, your childhoods supposed to be the best part of life, but all i remember is sadness.
then when i was 20(& married with a child), i got badly hooked on methamphetamine, and after that was a daily smoker for 5 years..i held a delivery route job of all things through most of it, but near the end of my use, i was spiraling out and didnt care about life, work, or taking care of my family, for that i can never forgive myself, but i did kick the addiction all by myself, with the love of my family.. something im very proud of, and them helping me and being my rock may have somethign to do with this.. i dunno,., another thing is self esteem, i dont have any.. since ive been clean, ive gained 50+ pounds and just see myself as someone else, overweight, hollow and really without much happiness, my only friends are my kids and my wife...as i got rid of everyone i knew before, to help me with the drug problem...now i dont want ot make friends, i feel like i dont need them... ever since i stopped using 2+ years ago, i have steadily gotten panic attacks that have worsened drastically. I never stole or sold possessions , but i look back and even though i was a good father & husband even back then, i see i have damaged my brain as well as losing out on two years of real life.., i have major trouble remembering simple commands now, numbers & other little things, i just am not myself, and to top it off, my best friend committed suicide 5 months ago, and these factors along with my worsening depression have made my wife scared for my safety..
dont get me wrong, i will NOT kill myself, i would miss my family too much, and i have felt the devestation my friend has caused his family, but i cant get myself up and out of the house to go to work, even though i know i have to, its just too much to bear..im not usually one to cry, but for the last week+ ive been sobbing uncontrollably, my hands are shaking even now to a point where im making alot of typos..just i dont know how to go on..
i dont have the $ to see a therapist, and i cant seem to locate any depression clinics? or anything that i can attend because of money problems..my doctor tried getting me to go to a free state run mental health place for my anxiety/depression, but when i went in, there were seriously crazies in there talking to themselves & yelling etc...i got scared and walked out.. i am NOT crazy, just really messed up emotionally and i dont know how to begin to fix this..
bottom line is, i am a man and i know i MUST take care of my family, but how can i get to a point where i see my goal? it feels like its on the other side of the world..and my job is only 5 miles from home...
i dont mind if you think im being a baby, or whatever.. i know alot of this is all my fault, but it just seems really hard to get out of bed, it brings me to tears
let me begin with this big history of whats going on..may be a mix of things i think.
if this is in the wrong forum, please move it if it will help.
im 28, and am dealing with extreme depression, panic attacks, and im pretty scared of leaving my house and my family (safe place), i was a stay at home dad for 4 years, but now money is tight, so i got a job outside of the house last week (besides freelance graphic design at home that isnt too profitable lately) ..i cant bear to leave in the mornings, i get mad at the alarm clock, throw up routinely & panic.. this is the second day out of 8 that ive missed so far, and i did lie to my boss as to the reasons i cant make it in (my kids were sick last tuesday, and a snowstorm helped me today, that was the truth) but theyre not holding it against me.. the bad thing is that its an easy desk job, with only a couple employees, and good pay, but after all that, i still cant get past leaving my family each morning for the feeling that ill miss something..i just cant leave them,
dont want to leave, at all.. i get panic attacks so badly when i drive for the last 2 years or so, i have to pull over because i fell like im going to pass out if i continue, breathing techniques dont help and i am taking only lexapro now, but i take some of my wifes xanax's when i feel i need them, ive been on paxil, klonopin & buspar all without any help in the past two years..
i remember as a kid even in first grade, my mom dragging me to school because i would make myself sick and throw up to stay home, she just drug me there everyday, and i cried every day..making myself sick and fearing leaving stayed with me every day until somewhere in the 6th grade, i was older so i hid the crying in front of friends & all, but i was back then as i can see now, really suffering with seperation issues and being depressed, your childhoods supposed to be the best part of life, but all i remember is sadness.
then when i was 20(& married with a child), i got badly hooked on methamphetamine, and after that was a daily smoker for 5 years..i held a delivery route job of all things through most of it, but near the end of my use, i was spiraling out and didnt care about life, work, or taking care of my family, for that i can never forgive myself, but i did kick the addiction all by myself, with the love of my family.. something im very proud of, and them helping me and being my rock may have somethign to do with this.. i dunno,., another thing is self esteem, i dont have any.. since ive been clean, ive gained 50+ pounds and just see myself as someone else, overweight, hollow and really without much happiness, my only friends are my kids and my wife...as i got rid of everyone i knew before, to help me with the drug problem...now i dont want ot make friends, i feel like i dont need them... ever since i stopped using 2+ years ago, i have steadily gotten panic attacks that have worsened drastically. I never stole or sold possessions , but i look back and even though i was a good father & husband even back then, i see i have damaged my brain as well as losing out on two years of real life.., i have major trouble remembering simple commands now, numbers & other little things, i just am not myself, and to top it off, my best friend committed suicide 5 months ago, and these factors along with my worsening depression have made my wife scared for my safety..
dont get me wrong, i will NOT kill myself, i would miss my family too much, and i have felt the devestation my friend has caused his family, but i cant get myself up and out of the house to go to work, even though i know i have to, its just too much to bear..im not usually one to cry, but for the last week+ ive been sobbing uncontrollably, my hands are shaking even now to a point where im making alot of typos..just i dont know how to go on..
i dont have the $ to see a therapist, and i cant seem to locate any depression clinics? or anything that i can attend because of money problems..my doctor tried getting me to go to a free state run mental health place for my anxiety/depression, but when i went in, there were seriously crazies in there talking to themselves & yelling etc...i got scared and walked out.. i am NOT crazy, just really messed up emotionally and i dont know how to begin to fix this..
bottom line is, i am a man and i know i MUST take care of my family, but how can i get to a point where i see my goal? it feels like its on the other side of the world..and my job is only 5 miles from home...
i dont mind if you think im being a baby, or whatever.. i know alot of this is all my fault, but it just seems really hard to get out of bed, it brings me to tears