Chibi
Member
And now that I have your attention, Hi! I'm Erin, though I prefer to be called Chibi.
I've been poking around on the internet looking for some support forums to try to help me understand and get through some of my rough patches. I love my friends and my family, and they try to help and understand, but sometimes I just feel like that's sometimes worse. I'm stubborn to a 'T' and I HATE asking anyone for help. Unfortunately I think that's a lot of what has caused me to get into the situation I'm currently in.
I had just moved into a new apartment, new job, survived a crash course in CSR training and dealing with scary rich customers during the Christmas season in one of Ontario's busiest malls, and then I just couldn't deal anymore. I would start telling my roommates I was going out for walks at odd hours (not exactly the smartest move having been living in a bad neighbourhood), and I'd either walk around, or I would go sit in the lobby and try not to cry. I hate crying... I would like to go one day without crying, but I digress. My living situation wasn't exactly ideal, one of my roommates was fairly inconsiderate when I would have a moment. He would kick me out of the bathroom if I was taking too long when that was really the only place I could go to cry by myself without them really seeing. Later I would just go sit in the hall closet and cry in there and sometimes fall asleep.
I was legitimately sick over the holidays and I felt bad about that, I'd also asked for one or two days off so I could go up North to be with family over the holidays, but after New Year's I started calling in. I was having panic attacks so bad I was making myself violently ill, I figured (because I'm stubborn and in denial) that it was just the tail end of the flu I'd had and it wasn't going away. And then I just snapped, I made a frantic phone call to a friend, and he drove over an hour to come and get me and take me home to my parents.
I've had bad weeks, but this was one of the worst, I was afraid and scared and I didn't know what to do. I didn't have a valid health card since my wallet had been stolen before Christmas, I had no idea what was wrong with me and I didn't know who to go to for help. My mom took me into the emergency room and within a week I was seeing a doctor. I have since been diagnosed with: Severe Depression, Panic Disorder, Agoraphobia, Social, General, and Health Anxiety (I'm not sure what the difference between the three are), and Insomnia (hence my 1am post).
In 6 months I just feel like I've gone no where, I have a hard time thinking anyone really understands me, which I guess is why I've been looking for forums. I -know- there's lots of other people who suffer the same and people who have it worse off than I do, but...I don't know I think I just need to talk to people...or at least have a place I can vomit words onto a screen and not worry about people calling me 'emo' or to 'smile more and cheer up' (My first doctor told me to do that....... my friend has renamed him as Pinkie Pie)
I guess that's all for now...maybe when I'm in a better headspace, I'll try to post a happier message about myself rather than what I've been going through. Just as a warning though, I'm a huge nerd...
Cheers
<3 Chibi
I've been poking around on the internet looking for some support forums to try to help me understand and get through some of my rough patches. I love my friends and my family, and they try to help and understand, but sometimes I just feel like that's sometimes worse. I'm stubborn to a 'T' and I HATE asking anyone for help. Unfortunately I think that's a lot of what has caused me to get into the situation I'm currently in.
I had just moved into a new apartment, new job, survived a crash course in CSR training and dealing with scary rich customers during the Christmas season in one of Ontario's busiest malls, and then I just couldn't deal anymore. I would start telling my roommates I was going out for walks at odd hours (not exactly the smartest move having been living in a bad neighbourhood), and I'd either walk around, or I would go sit in the lobby and try not to cry. I hate crying... I would like to go one day without crying, but I digress. My living situation wasn't exactly ideal, one of my roommates was fairly inconsiderate when I would have a moment. He would kick me out of the bathroom if I was taking too long when that was really the only place I could go to cry by myself without them really seeing. Later I would just go sit in the hall closet and cry in there and sometimes fall asleep.
I was legitimately sick over the holidays and I felt bad about that, I'd also asked for one or two days off so I could go up North to be with family over the holidays, but after New Year's I started calling in. I was having panic attacks so bad I was making myself violently ill, I figured (because I'm stubborn and in denial) that it was just the tail end of the flu I'd had and it wasn't going away. And then I just snapped, I made a frantic phone call to a friend, and he drove over an hour to come and get me and take me home to my parents.
I've had bad weeks, but this was one of the worst, I was afraid and scared and I didn't know what to do. I didn't have a valid health card since my wallet had been stolen before Christmas, I had no idea what was wrong with me and I didn't know who to go to for help. My mom took me into the emergency room and within a week I was seeing a doctor. I have since been diagnosed with: Severe Depression, Panic Disorder, Agoraphobia, Social, General, and Health Anxiety (I'm not sure what the difference between the three are), and Insomnia (hence my 1am post).
In 6 months I just feel like I've gone no where, I have a hard time thinking anyone really understands me, which I guess is why I've been looking for forums. I -know- there's lots of other people who suffer the same and people who have it worse off than I do, but...I don't know I think I just need to talk to people...or at least have a place I can vomit words onto a screen and not worry about people calling me 'emo' or to 'smile more and cheer up' (My first doctor told me to do that....... my friend has renamed him as Pinkie Pie)
I guess that's all for now...maybe when I'm in a better headspace, I'll try to post a happier message about myself rather than what I've been going through. Just as a warning though, I'm a huge nerd...
Cheers
<3 Chibi