I'm having a bit of a pity party right now, although it might just be my medication messing with me.
This year I quit drinking alcohol, I was diagnosed with ADHD and started taking medication, I was diagnosed with social anxiety (no shocker there), a week ago I had a 10 hour long panic attack that was so bad that my psychiatrist told me I should have gone to the emergency room. I just started celexa 3 days ago and I have to carry ativan with me in my pocket all the time (I haven't taken any yet).
I've always had extremely severe social anxiety, now I'm worried in the last few years that it's developing into more general anxiety and I think I must be depressed too. Last night I cried because I was packing my car for vacation and there wasn't enough room for everything. I'm 36 years old, have no friends, never had a girlfriend and I'm still a virgin.
I'm seeing a psychiatrist off and on, 2 psychologists, and just finished a 11 week ADHD 'support group' kind of thing. After my panic attack on Monday, I was in such bad shape I seriously considered having myself voluntarily hospitalized.
This year - it seems like the more I dig, the more I find wrong, and I really just need some reassurance that it does get better. I hope it does.