I have been diagnosed with a Anxious Aviodant Personallity Disorder, that was about four years ago and it is final according to the doctors that I have seen over the years.
I am 30 at the moment and I have had this problem when I was 14, before that I was a very outgoing person that played football a lot and went out partying with my mates. I can really understand why this is happened it may be cause of the hash "dope" "ganga" that I was takeing at that time I dont know, but I do know that before that I was a happy person.
Since about 14 I tottaly withdrew from the world and fealt everyone was out to get me, and was detached from reality, my thoughts were full of paranioa and fear. At 18 I was put in to hospital suffering from some very nasty delusions that scared me very much, I was put on medacation and stayed in hospital for a few months, when I was a little better they let me out.
I was told I was suffering from a phycosis at the time in hospital, probly due to many years of anxiety, fear and paranioa and isolation.
In hospital I met a very lovely Nun who spoke to me about The Lord, at that time I fealt Jesus with me and I became a Christian, well I belived in Jesus would be a better word rather than call myself a Christain. You could call me a born agian, as my family didnt go to church it wasnt something that was put on me or I was made to do, it is something that I chossed or rather I was chossen for.
To cut a long story short, since then I have moved a long a little but I still suffer, anxiety,paranioa,depression, bad thoughts. I cant really hold down a full time job I have been asked to leave my last two jobs, well I have been bullied out of them, mostly cause of my mental heath problems and that I dont say much just do the job.
I am back on anti deperssion medication at the moment as I feel really down that I can hold down a job and I am very isolated and I have stoped going to Church, I only started going a few months ago but found it very unwelcomeing, I dont know if I will go back there seems to be the same looking down on me cause of mental health as in the work places I have worked.
I dont really know what happens from here, I seem to be going nowhere really fast. I dont think I could handel trying another job I applyed for one a few weeks ago and got it, but I dont want to mess it up so I turned it down out of fear of failing like in the last ones. Its a bad way to think but its also faceing some of the facts as well.
If I can be healed it would be so much easyer, I have prayed for years to be healed but I dont pray for that anymore I only pray for the Lord to do his will, thats all I can asked for now.
Falling short of the mark makes me think that my lack of faith is at fault, my sins are so great thats why I am ill and why I am not healed. The coldness of Church and not being a good member of the Church is heavey on my mind, as is not haveing a job and getting ahead in life.
I just dont seem to have any purpose, I am looking for the correct way to do things but everything gets messed up cause of my mental health problems I feal myself fadeing away without haveing done anything in my life and never been given a hope cause of this affiction.
I am 30 at the moment and I have had this problem when I was 14, before that I was a very outgoing person that played football a lot and went out partying with my mates. I can really understand why this is happened it may be cause of the hash "dope" "ganga" that I was takeing at that time I dont know, but I do know that before that I was a happy person.
Since about 14 I tottaly withdrew from the world and fealt everyone was out to get me, and was detached from reality, my thoughts were full of paranioa and fear. At 18 I was put in to hospital suffering from some very nasty delusions that scared me very much, I was put on medacation and stayed in hospital for a few months, when I was a little better they let me out.
I was told I was suffering from a phycosis at the time in hospital, probly due to many years of anxiety, fear and paranioa and isolation.
In hospital I met a very lovely Nun who spoke to me about The Lord, at that time I fealt Jesus with me and I became a Christian, well I belived in Jesus would be a better word rather than call myself a Christain. You could call me a born agian, as my family didnt go to church it wasnt something that was put on me or I was made to do, it is something that I chossed or rather I was chossen for.
To cut a long story short, since then I have moved a long a little but I still suffer, anxiety,paranioa,depression, bad thoughts. I cant really hold down a full time job I have been asked to leave my last two jobs, well I have been bullied out of them, mostly cause of my mental heath problems and that I dont say much just do the job.
I am back on anti deperssion medication at the moment as I feel really down that I can hold down a job and I am very isolated and I have stoped going to Church, I only started going a few months ago but found it very unwelcomeing, I dont know if I will go back there seems to be the same looking down on me cause of mental health as in the work places I have worked.
I dont really know what happens from here, I seem to be going nowhere really fast. I dont think I could handel trying another job I applyed for one a few weeks ago and got it, but I dont want to mess it up so I turned it down out of fear of failing like in the last ones. Its a bad way to think but its also faceing some of the facts as well.
If I can be healed it would be so much easyer, I have prayed for years to be healed but I dont pray for that anymore I only pray for the Lord to do his will, thats all I can asked for now.
Falling short of the mark makes me think that my lack of faith is at fault, my sins are so great thats why I am ill and why I am not healed. The coldness of Church and not being a good member of the Church is heavey on my mind, as is not haveing a job and getting ahead in life.
I just dont seem to have any purpose, I am looking for the correct way to do things but everything gets messed up cause of my mental health problems I feal myself fadeing away without haveing done anything in my life and never been given a hope cause of this affiction.