I have had a couple of rough days. I am having thoughts of worthlessness, and feeling lost and incapable of functioning. I have been trying to get out, socialize (I am an instinctive isolator), I've gone back to the Y and am working out 1-2 hours a day, and for once I'm not feeling like eating myself into oblivion.
I just slip for a second, and it turns into a day of crippling self doubt. I had done so well, held things barely together, sold my (late) father's home, was on track to adopt a beautiful 5 year old boy, had a job I had wanted for so long doing court related advocacy for kids in foster care, met someone I felt a strong connection to. It all seemed so possible, that I could make it, have a real life. Then pressure and stress got to me, I quit the job, for stupid reasons, petty things, no job, no adoption, and it spiraled to the point where the man I met had to have me committed, and now I'm just in a hole, I keep trying to get out.
I can't stand to be around my friend, I'm just terrified that this will happen again, we have had at least 1 very ugly argument and now I am just scared by him, that he knows I'm crazy, I'm so vulneralble. I saw him last night for a reading discussion group we are in, and I had a panic attack, I don't think he knew, but did nothing. I feel so ****ty, bad, inadequate, I want to hide, crawl back into a closet where there is no light, no sound, nothing. I just don't know how to stop this, all this never ending litany of self bashing.
I am in week 2 of the depression program, and trying to see patterns, one I see is that I need to stop my friendship, but that feels wrong, I've never had anyone (m or f) who has stood by me like this. But I also know I/we have not processed this committal incident, and I feel so humiliated and ashamed. I am having all this weird jealousy about him, and I feel like all I'm doing is losing people, things, everything. I see mothers with children, and I feel like such a failure, such a letdown to the child I loved. That I would have ruined his life too with depression, would have ruined his life. I feel like such a failure and so worthless.