Today I was driving to work & had to turn the car around because of my anxiety. I finally broke and turned in my prescript
ion for buspirone. I took my first dosage & have been very down ever since. I don't know if it's because I'm feeling disappointed that I couldn't deal with my anxiety with just therapy or if it's the depression I suspect I have, rearing it's ugly head. I've been on the verge of tears for the whole day & I'm trying now to hold it together so my kids don't see me like that. It was also my last work day until the new year & I'm sad I didn't make it to our luncheon. I emailed my boss to say I wasn't going to make it in & he didn't even respond. He's a major cause of anxiety for me anyhow so that made me more upset. I've got to get my head together for my kids. My son has ADHD & I know he's very intuitive to my moods & feelings & I'm trying to be careful around him. Why did this have to start again after 20 years of lying dormant in me??