Long story short - I haven't been coping with life too well of late and things all came to a head on Monday when I had to go to the doctors who then diagnosed me with post traumatic stress disorder. I can't really say too much at the moment as it's still really raw and I don't know where my life is going to go. I'm going home to my parents at the weekend and we're going to sort everything out. I will explain properly in time, I just don't have the words at the moment. It appears that the three hugely traumatic emotional things that have happened to me have affected me more than I realised and although I thought I was coping I wasn't. I broke up with SB last month having pushed and pushed him away... and then finally I dumped him. That's really hurting too at the moment, I just can't trust anyone or let anyone get close no matter how much I want to deep down.
I've built up this life for myself on the facade of not needing anybody when the truth is that not one of us is an island - I've been so busy supporting other people that I've lost the ability to ask for help myself and have a skewed idea of who I really am. I don't know quite how I've got to where I am, it's been a culmination over time of always being the one that deals with things, but I've been pushing down feelings and not acknowledging them. I have never, ever properly cried over my parent's divorce, my sister's illness or my own divorce - I wouldn't let myself.
Anyway I just wanted to let you know that I won't be around for a while. I'm going back to Wales for the weekend to work out my next steps. Part of the problem is that I have disassociated myself with my true feelings, so have built a life around how I think I should be rather than who I really am. I don't much like my job even though most people think it's the coolest thing ever and I'm at the top of my tree, I have a great little flat in London but I don't think I like living here one bit, I want my garden back and the countryside where I'm not woken up by sirens every five minutes. Also I have been very stupid with money as maintaining this lifestyle is very costly and I haven't been careful, not extravagent, but just totally crap at budgeting not having dealt with the financial issues that were left at the end of my marriage properly. God knows how I will deal with that too.
But I have a great family, I'm relieved that I'm not loopy, I just have a bad coping mechanism that can develop after too many traumatic events and I didn't acknowledge that I was under stress. This is me in a nutshell: http://911relationshipadvice.com/ptsd-symptoms/
I'm saying this as I guess I won't be around for a while whilst I sort things out in my life. I know it will get better and I will get through it - I need counselling and probably CBT too - although I don't relish the prospect of unpacking all of the stuff from the past. I think the best thing is that I cried for two hours straight on the phone to my parents last night when I admitted what the doctor had told me and how I said I was scared of looking weak - my Dad said "I don't know many people who could carry all of that around with them for 20 years and come as far as you have - that's not weak, that's strong - stupid but strong!" I hope he's right. Onwards and upwards. Thanks guys xxxx