Hi George--Since I've come over from MWC, many don't know all my story. I am seeing a Psychologist who named my disorder as GAD. Which is just a round a bout way of naming my anxiety or reaction to an action my 19 year old son did while I was on vacation last spring. Which was that he packed up all my belongings in our family room and turned this room into a Media room. A visitor just showed up...gotta go!
I'm finishing this up. Does this place have an edited button?
Anyway, along with packing up my stuff, he got rid of some bookshelves and pack up books as well as a shelving unit that I was fond of and that disappeared, I think to the dump. He could have put it anywhere on our property like other items people keep here. I was very upset, I had agreed to packing up some of my stuff but totally rearranging the whole room and furniture. I was pretty shocked and upset. I mourned the loss of this room and the plans I had for it. I mourned the loss of the relationship I thought I had with this son. I also had been weaned off of anti-depressants for 2 months so I experienced some anxiety while on my trip that was new to me, it was a road trip where I did all the driving.
Well, after that evening the next morning I saw a 3 page note from my son where he expressed all his feelings about how he feels about me and what he went through missing his older brother who had committed 0119 years prior while this son was in grade school. I waited til morning to show my husband. I later showed it to a different Psychologist than the one I was seeing that helped me feel so much better that I was able to wean off of AD's. Anyway, he asked if this son would come in to talk with him, he did. Then the next thing I know, I'm told by my Dr that I needed to get rid of a bunch of stuff and not go on with my plans to have a plant grower's nursery that I planned on making into a business.
The Dr continued to tell me how he is going to help me get rid of stuff and mourn the loss of it. He claimed that I started "collecting" or having many hobbies to deal with my grief or the loss of my son by having "compulsive" behavior " in starting projects or have so many of them. So that night I went home and thought all night long about what am I suppose to get rid of, does this mean I can't grow plants, ever? Does this mean I can't finish my koi pond? That I can't sew quilts? I ruminated over it during the night.
Then after having a massage, later I was given a Soma, then I took my Restoril and I was in such a relaxed state that I thought I was going to faint and then I had my first panic attack. This was the beginning of me being unproductive and scared. I was put on medication that caused me to be more tired and unproductive until my regular Psychiatrist helped me to wean off the Beta Blockers and I weaned off the Remeron later. I felt "frozen" in what I could do now in my home and yard. It was taken over by my son and his friends.
It was after I met with a new and modern Psychologist that understands medication and got rid of the "hoarding" label and labeled me as having GAD and brought in my husband to work on my "problems" as I felt he was my main problem. Much of this you don't know of since I posted on MWC, but this DR helped me work through my anxiety and has been very helpful. We still see him twice a month and he feels that if we don't change things, our marriage isn't going to last. So he has helped me to understand my thinking process and explain it to my husband. He also told me that my son won't be in my house forever so to let things be on that issue. I'll soon get my downstairs back to myself soon enough.
So I've been happy about things since that first shock of finding my things packed up. It through me off, I had plans and now all of my stuff was boxed up with no labels on them. So everything as I knew it was "gone" so to speak. I gave up gardening or at least the business part of it for now. I let go of my fish ponds except for one. I've let go of expectations of the future. I'm more scared of it.
I do volunteer work and was doing it before the "downstairs" experience and that is what partly helped me to wean off of Wellbutrin. I increased my volunteer work, so I'm not home all the time. I just don't have the same interests or goals as my husband. I'm also considered an "empty nester". Pretty much my job of caretaking or childrearing has ended, and one son I didn't get to finish with him moving out at the normal age children leave home.
So all my "nurturing" of animals, fish, plants also was cut back as well and I've turned my energies into helping others. I'm still "frozen" in my own home and yard as I feel apprehension at what I'm allowed to do in or on it. I'm not backed by my husband much as he is a pleaser in some ways. I have to be the one that says, "No." on sales phone calls. He's been manipulated by many people and some of our employees. My children get upset with him, but then he is useful for their needs if they have a complaint about me. DH has the say in our business and most of the money, so there has been some contention in his decisions.
So George, I have seen several Drs. I haven't seen my Med Dr for while cuz he is sickly. But I get my Restoril refilled and I'm not taking any AD's and I don't want to if I can eliminate anxiety symptoms. Which are pretty eliminated today after I worked in my yard outside in the warm sunshine, which is gone today.
I appreciate all your comments and your suggestions. So if you can help me work out my thoughts, which Lucinida Bassett's CDs and Dr David Burns Good Mood Therapy book has helped me with in the past, that would be great. I just am not on AD's anymore, so I feel things more. Paislee