So relatable, Richard. Thank you for sharing. Worry is such an energy sapper and a shovel that can dig a deep pit that’s hard to climb out of. When we emigrated years ago from my birth country at 15 years old, I suffered severe depression. The antidepressant I was given was awful - I also had a terrible experience. I lost myself in a fog. A zombie. It was then hard getting off it safely. After my mom died many years later I suffered severe anxiety and realised I’d been anxious since I was a young child. Such a worrier and perfectionist. So hard on myself. Lots of exercise and doing other things that put me in my special flow state (eg reading, spending time with animals, working in the garden etc) have always helped since I was a child. As do breathing exercises. I have also been on a very low dose (20 mg) of citalopram daily, since my mom died, under medical supervision. It’s amazing stuff and makes me just feel myself and more able to deal with things. No fog. I do still worry about the future, it’s not a magic bullet! Last night was a bad night. Probably because it rained all day yesterday so I didn’t get enough exercise and had too much time in my head. Please do have a chat with your GP about citalopram and a referral to a specialist cancer therapist. Life is now very different, but it shouldn’t be so bleak 💔 I’m not sure how active you can be and are?
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