To classify things, I have been in a cognitive behavior therapy group since November 22, 2010. Yesterday they decided that they couldn't do anything more for me (I wasn't progressing positively like they wanted me to) with my panic attacks, depression and PTSD and I was "graduated" from the group. Last night I had severe panic attacks that sent me to bed because I was so scared. I have been appointed a therapist to see in town, but that won't be until the 14th of February. My mom wants me out of bed and behaving normally and being "social" while I'm having these panic attacks and PTSD.
She's pestering me to act normal when I am severely mentally ill. I think she just thinks that everything will be 'normal' now that I am no longer in that group. Wrong. And all the medications they have me on----the clonazepam, seroquel, hydroxyzene, and the citalopram don't seem to be working at all. The seroquel helps me sleep at night, but other than that I don't see any improvement in my illnesses. Today I am supposed to meet a Union representative with the Postal Service to give him FMLA paperwork to review because tomorrow, Friday, I will have to appear before management for an arbitration case at 9:00 AM. All this, being so scared, and my mother prodding at me to behave normally instead of hiding in bed is really, really hard on me. She doesn't understand the mechanics of the illnesses I suffer from and she has enrolled in a NAMI course for parents and relatives of people who suffer various mental illnesses; hopefully this will shed some light for her to see what I'm going through. I'm still waiting for my disability with the Postal Service and with Social Security to come through, and this is stressful enough having to wait such a long time. I was going to try and see if I could work part-time, but I am so scared I don't think I can even get past the door. This is all too much for me; God help me, I am about ready to fall apart. If things continue the way they are, I just might have another nervous breakdown, and this will be the fourth. Please remember me in your prayers, I am really suffering.
Cameron