as most of you may already be aware, i've been suffering with depression for over a year now (actually, i was diagnosed on 27th November 2009 and only went off ill from work in March last year) and until then, didn't have a clue about anxiety and panic attacks...
i also didn't know that 'depression' is a nice way of saying 'nervous breakdown' - getting my head around that politically-correct terminology took me almost six months!
i'm a fun-loving kinda gal who enjoyed socialising with friends and family..was always up for an adventure...the life and soul of the party! yep, that's how everyone, in a nutshell remembers me, including me...
these days i'm trying to get my life back..grabbing hold of those glimpses of my old self with fervour and embracing them which means that i will sign up to do a 10k marathon but cannot find the drive to train for it; that i will sign up to do a diploma in Childcare and Education yet vomit every morning before i leave the house because i have to leave the house...
yes, i now have another inconvenient label to add to my building 'depression repertoire'. there's
anxiety - which in itself, is a good thing, but in large doses is terribly evil, there's
panic which is a bosom buddy of anxiety, let's not forget the
nervous breakdown aka depression and now
agoraphobia...
i am very proud of myself for having taken part in the 10k on Sunday and completing it in awesome time - yes, 1hr 40 mins
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- but i've since only had the energy to sleep since i got home on Sunday which i found terribly lazy of me but i've only just realised that my body has been trying to catch up with all the nervous energy spent getting me through the event! wow...
this anxiety and depression illness really does throw some curve balls...always gotta be looking out for signs and then trying to figure them out otherwise nothing changes...
so now that i've had my 'eureka!' moment, i'm off to have a shower...
