Posted 5/8/2013 1:50 AM (GMT 0)
Hello,
My name is Brian and I'm 53. I've been a member here for some time and normally post in the depression forum but realise I may be better off here. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder and Major Depression some 17 years ago and have been medicated since. I've gone through many therapies, meds and even more peaks and valleys. I have 3 kids in their 20's and am separated. I'm struggling now to put my daughter through university alone, maintain a close relationship with my youngest son, living 100 miles away and the estrangement from my eldest son. I'm lucky to have a good, secure job but struggle daily to 'maintain' and operate efficiently and with the expected level of professionalism. Although nobody knows it - not my siblings, parents, kids or friends (who number less than a handful) - I barely make it pay cheque to pay cheque, often having to choose between food and utilities.
Right now, I'm experiencing a pretty dark low period, partly due to my Fibromyalgia - I ran out of painkillers last week - and partly due to my financial and social situation. I have no life outside work, only see my daughter for short periods while she attends school and see my son maybe 4 times a month when I drop his sister off to go home as they live with their mother.
My one real connection was with my sister who I lost last year to cancer. I find myself filled with dread every night as sleep comes only after hours of restless wandering thoughts of what I've done, left undone, should have done, shouldn't have done. I live with a constant feeling of inadequacy and shame.
My only peace comes when I cycle - something I took up last fall. It helps the depression and I am definitely in better physical condition than I have been.
I'm just really low and needing to vent. I know this low will pass but I'm not feeling that I can climb up the back slope to that plateau where the suns shines. 'God grant me the serenity...'
Brian