Isitme, please, please don’t shut up ! Your views and posts are as valid as anyone’s ... You’re right. In my heart I know that this will pass. I’m already feeling a little better this afternoon and will continue to do so. It’s just such a shock when it comes from nowhere.
Sid, don’t you dare start waving that bat in my direction !

I regularly see a counsellor. At the moment I’ve switched to group sessions rather than one to one, as I’ve made good progress. Sometimes though, this happens between sessions. It’s something that I cant control so I have to deal with it until I can either talk about it with the counsellor or get over it on my own. My counsellor also does my EFT treatments, so if I find that I have days like this between visits, I note it and we work on it exclusively at the next session.
I think the worst part of it is the sheer overwhelming nature of the thoughts... They really do block out my ability to do anything else. It’s sort of like a snowball rolling down a hill, getting larger and larger as it does. Until is stops or smashes against something, it’s hard to get any other thoughts in there with it.
Strangely, I think dumping all that cr@p from my brain earlier was cathartic. It has helped me stop the thoughts in their tracks and deal with them piecemeal. Well that or the couple of beers I had at lunch ! . I kidded myself for a long time that I didn’t have a drink problem. I used to drink a lot without realising it. I’m not saying I was dependent on it, but I did use alcohol to control the pain and anguish I felt without realising it. When I visited Combat Stress, I suddenly woke up to the fact that from there it’s a small step to drinking more and more until total dependency is reached. Now, I’m really careful of what and when I drink. It’s an unusual week for me if I drink more than 5 beers. That said, when I’m feeling down and succumb to the knee jerk reaction of “ I want to go out and get drunk” I will drink far too much than is good for me. I know it, so I don’t do it... If I’m going to get drunk, I try to make sure it’s because I want to be and am having a good time. Semantics I know, but very important details for me.
I am a big fan of journaling, and I guess this was an immediate form of that. Besides, I value the opinions of people on here so I wanted to hear what reaction they would generate.
The tricky part of this is the way that I lift myself from the funk I’m in... these are the times when I’m at my most desperate to feel that high. To do something that brings the adrenaline coursing through my body. If I cant satisfy that craving it leaves me feeling lower than ever. There are still so many random thoughts running at the moment that I cant focus so well. There is almost a compulsion to confess things. I think that’s what so lonely about this disease. The urge to talk, but then having that taken away because of the lack of trust. There are so many things I’d like to say, but like FTM alluded to, sometimes the fear of exposing the real you and being judged by others is so crippling.
Anyway... back to work for a bit...