FOUND ON PINTEREST
I want to start a series of some sort on my blog called honesty hour. I have no idea what to call it so honesty hour will stick for now. In these posts all I aim to do is just be honest with you guys. I just want to give you a positive uplift when I do these posts and share some experiences with you of mine. I really hope that this will let you all get to know me much better too.
September 2013, I was diagnosed with anxiety. Prior to this I'd had the worst 8 months you could imagine. I was scared of going outside with most people except my Mum. I was constantly worried I was going to faint. This worry came around because I'd constantly feel light headed and most of the time I felt like I was on a different world and really not on earth... This may sound dramatic but it was the truth. Many times I had to leave sixth form and go home because I just felt absolutely awful and scared.
I was also suffering from nightmares quite often and I was diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome during this time too. I would sleep so much. I'd have naps after sixth form I'd then go to bed about 11:30pm. I'd wake up tired the next day, I never at all felt refreshed. I was sitting my A-level exams at the time all this was happening. My teachers were telling me if my attendance kept being like it was, I'd fail... Let me tell you now, I believed in myself, I knew I wouldn't fail. Baring in mind I got an A in A-level Psychology, the teacher who was telling me I'd fail was most definitely wrong.
I had such a hard time with the doctors to get a diagnosis. They prodded and poked at me so many times with a needle trying to find out what was wrong with me. It took a whole 8 months to finally get diagnosed with anxiety. I'd originally been diagnosed with anaemia even though my iron levels weren't at the correct scale to be even diagnosed with that. I also had to go and see an exercise therapist. This was to control my Chronic Fatigue. I saw a diet specialist because doctors thought my diet was causing my lack of energy. I really don't eat that bad. Most of the time I get my 5 a day as the specialist discovered. All of this was a waste of time. I honestly believe as long as it's not them they don't care. I was living through hell and I'd cry because I thought nobody cared about the suffering I was going through daily.
I had such a hard time with the doctors to get a diagnosis. They prodded and poked at me so many times with a needle trying to find out what was wrong with me. It took a whole 8 months to finally get diagnosed with anxiety. I'd originally been diagnosed with anaemia even though my iron levels weren't at the correct scale to be even diagnosed with that. I also had to go and see an exercise therapist. This was to control my Chronic Fatigue. I saw a diet specialist because doctors thought my diet was causing my lack of energy. I really don't eat that bad. Most of the time I get my 5 a day as the specialist discovered. All of this was a waste of time. I honestly believe as long as it's not them they don't care. I was living through hell and I'd cry because I thought nobody cared about the suffering I was going through daily.
That was 9 months ago... I'm currently taking medication to control my anxiety. I've been asked to see a counsellor, I refuse. I've done a counselling course myself and believed this wouldn't help. Mentally, before I started my tablets I'd say my mental health was about 35% now I'd easily say it is around 80-85%. To me this is such a massive improvement. I could not be happier with how far I've come. I have those days where I'm a bit shakey and feel anxious but nothing like before where my head would constantly feel fuzzy. I honestly believe I'm going to have those bad days but they're really not as many as the good days I now have. So I want everyone to know who is currently suffering despite what you think, things will get better.
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