Hey everyone
I'm never usually into this sort of stuff online - usually I just read stuff rather than posting but I need to get something off my chest. I've been having counselling/CBT/seeing a psych for about two years now (I'm 17 now) and in the last session a couple of days ago it's basically boiled down to apparently me "not accepting that you are like this" and therefore not being able to move on. I've been on fluoxetine and sertraline (for social anxiety and anxiety symptoms respectively) and fluoxetine worked for a few months, I lost weight and then it stopped and I started comfort eating my anxiety away again. I keep talking in my therapy sessions about the time when I was happy on these meds and my therapist thinks that it was everything I was doing that was making me happy, not the meds, whereas I thought the meds were working allowing me to do stuff (have a job, exercise, socialise, the usual stuff you have to do to battle with depression). I know that without exercising etc I'm worse off, but I just keep getting worse nevertheless, and her solution was for me to do more exercise, like 4-5 times a week. I just feel like I've lost hope for the future a bit - I know that sometimes I'm happy but I'm having trouble seeing when I actually will be happy when the only thing that can help me now is "accepting you are like this and that there are no answers and no medication for you" and "exercising, socialising, keeping going to college and not having a day off about once a week as I usually do, and waking up at the same time every day" (as it gets too stressful as I have sleep issues as well.)
I've just lost hope and I think I need to be hospitalised a bit because all of these symptoms long term have worn me down, and now with the lack of hope for the future because I'm "not able to accept that there is nothing you can do" is really getting to me, not like I want to kill myself which is what usually people are put there for, but it just feels like a never ending cycle. On the other hand, my therapist said that session that she wasn't sure if I needed these sessions any more at all, and started spacing them out again a bit more which always happens when they try to discharge you from outpatient therapy. Sometimes she's really supportive and helpful, but now I feel like I've hit a dead end, where no one thinks anything is wrong with me and I don't know if there's enough wrong to go to hospital, I just feel like a total attention seeker because I don't want to die, I just feel so worn down like there's no escape and I can't really even think properly. The most stupid thing of all is that I have an exam Wednesday morning so even if I go to hospital I want to get the exam over with first so I can finish this half of A2 and get out to finish the last half of A2 and go to uni, as I won't be able to stand living here for another year. This is probably the main reason that I think that I'm not ill enough to go to hospital - if I can wait then surely it's not that bad?
I don't even know what I'm trying to say here xD