Just back from a CBT session (this is the third of about 6 or 8 that are available through NHS). I asked to be put on the list for talking therapy around Christmas time when I was, let’s say, not very chipper!
I find it slightly worrying that it wasn’t offered and I had to ask because if it’s quite possible that others could have gone to G.P. feeling too low/depressed/anxious to ask such questions as “Can you refer me for counselling?”
Anyway, my problem with life is that nothing lasts forever. So when I come to the end of something, as with my recent groups and short courses, I always feel a little bereft. I know this can turn into an unhelpful maze of negative thinking and before I know it I can be lying in bed, nightwear plastered to my body, with a feeling of hoplessness.
I am trying to resist this by taking small steps. I now have an activity diary to complete as of today so if I can just keep my head above water I’m hoping this listnessness will be temporary :s
Sleep, sleep, sleep, it’s sooo important for keeping the mind healthy and mine has gone to pot the last few weeks. It’s ridiculous times – 6am being the worst so far for getting off to sleep; I really need a few good nights’ sleep. I’m on amitriptyline low dose for sleep but it makes me groggy rather than actually rendering me unconscious. Anyways…peace to anyone stopping by xx