I met my boyfriend when i was still in mental hospital, i was doing quite good, been there for almost 2 years and got almost out the day i met him. He was in his brother in law's tattooshop and i came looking for a suitable tattoo and he helped me. I had to ask him if it didnt matter i was taking all kinda meds, incase youre loosing to much blood and that kinda things while being tattood. Thats how we came to talk, he was taking meds for depression at that time aswell, and thats how i ended almost everyday, after my therapyday, in the tattooshop talking with him about the things we felt, we had done etc. For about a year (we are together for 5 years now) it went pretty well with me and my anxieties, after that they came back and worse than ever.
For me having a bf doesnt make me more confident at all, because he has to find me attractive otherwise he will dump me, that makes me really nervous, although he tells me im beautiful. When i talk to him, im scared im saying something wrong, because its the worst hurting the most important person in your life, I dont want to loose him. So sometimes i think im better of alone, although i love him really really much, but my thoughts, my anxieties makes a relationship really really hard and im hurting him by being this way. Not only for me its hard, for him aswell, he sees in how much pain i am, because i cant do things i would love to do, that im never ever comfortable, even not when im alone, because i always think my neighbours can here me and think bad things of me or what ever weird things pop up in my head. I cant come along anymore when hes going to friends or family. All of that makes me worry more and more, why the hell does he love me? But he does, thats the weirdest thing.
So for me having a relationship doesnt make me more confident, i know i should, hes loves me the way i am, although it hurts him and he wants me to get better, but its still to hard to believe someone could actually love someone like me, im doing practically nothing, im sitting home all day long, never go with him when hes visiting people etc etc.
But i know i have to be greatful i have a bf who loves me and i am, but it doesnt make my sa go away nor my depressions and low self esteem.
sorry for the long post