Ok brethren, just coming up to the end of my first ever week as an in patient in any hospital. This has been building for 3 years due to a toxic manager at work as well as other serious family health issues.
Finally last week I hit the ground with a smack. After consultant diagnosis I agreed to come into a mental health hospital for rest, treatment and professional counselling.
I have to say it was the right decision although I was reluctant, scared all the usual things. My wife and daughter, both nurses persuaded me that I had reached a stage where I was just not able to keep going alone.
So, a week later, after 5 nights running of restful peaceful 6 hour plus sleeps, the company of just wonderful fellow patients, I feel 100% better. I am on very light meds although when I came in it was quite strong.
I have laughed more in the past week than in the last 3 years at work. Everyone is equal, no BS, just willingness to help each other out. People who want a chat have willing listeners, and if you want to be quiet and alone that is fine too.
Each has their own room after first few days in an observation bay. There is a smoking area which is where all the craic takes place.
Great food and friendly staff.....and I haven't started any counselling yet!!! That begins Monday.
I expect to be here another 4 weeks and miss my family, dogs and home. No visiting because of CV19, although my wife will come up tomorrow with a few articles that I need and I might be able to snatch a few words in Reception.
So.....BR had hit burnout, I was drinking too much to try and dull the anxiety of that manager at work. I knew that but I wasn't getting better and thank God for my women who knew me so well and could see I was heading for the bottom.
I really thank them and God for letting me realise that the usual leader, alpha male, strong person that I normally am was badly damaged and needed this help.
Feeling great, studying and writing for final semester of a four year BA in Theology.
My message is to anyone who is feeling anxiety constantly, and perhaps abusing booze or other substances, is to recognize when you actually need to surrender and trust in the professional services that are there.
Keep me in your prayers as I will all of you!
God Bless
Bluerover