Hi everyone.
A few days ago my psychiatrist started to actually give me indications of what his diagnoses are--whenever I asked earlier, he said it was too soon. Now he's telling me what he thinks is going on. And it scares me.
He thinks I have Borderline. AND Bipolar. And possibly other things he hasn't specified yet, just that he thinks that's not the whole story.
I don't know if it's just coincidence, the latest tranquilizer I've been put on or if the knowledge of the diagnoses has made me focus on the symptoms, but life has been hell the last few days. I've been jumping at ANYTHING, anxiety attacks at EVERYTHING, and if I've felt sane enough to respond to questions I've been going well. I've spent my time in a dream state, zoned out, eyes out of focus, just looking at the pictures in my head and jittering. I'm trying really hard to break the chain now which is why I'm up at my computer typing.
My dreams have been terrifying. I'm not even going to specify them, beyond the fact that they almost uniformly involve sexual assault of some kind.
I don't know what to do. My partner thinks I should defer my Chinese exam, but I just want it over with. I've given up on the thesis. I know I shouldn't, but I have. Right now all I can do is focus on stopping all the overwhelming self-destructive urges in their tracks. I'm drinking like a loon, because it self-medicates. When I'm drunk, I'm too dizzy to think seriously about hurting myself.
If I didn't know I had these conditions, would it be easier? Nothing's CHANGED, except I have labels affixed to behaviours I've had for years. But somehow, that knowledge isn't comforting. My psych wants me to leave for China later so he can get my cocktail of drugs right and lessen the chance (though he hasn't said this explicitly) that I'll end up in an institution while I'm over there. That word 'cocktail' is far more unsettling when it's not applied to alcohol. Earlier this year I was trying to slowly wean off my Luvox. Now, I'm facing a possibility that I'll be taking not just anti-depressants, but mood stabilizers, tranquilizers, anti-psychotics and who knows what else for life.
I'm sorry for ranting. And rambling. But I needed to get these terrors out to people who at least recognise them for what they are. I hate coming to this forum on a downer because what I love about this place is the positive atmopshere. I don't like ruining it by opening my closet and letting all the skeletons out. But I'm at my wits' end.
Thank you for reading. I'm sorry again.
With love,
Sarah
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