Hi,
I'm 43, moved to the UK in 2001 from Italy to look for a better future. It has been hard to leave family and friends, but I was motivated to do interesting things as in my birthplace I couldn't find a chance. The beginning has been difficult for the language and some degree of culture shock, not to mention the weather and distance from affections. In those days it was still pretty expensive to fly so I returned to visit home after 18 months, after I found a job.
The only person I knew when I moved here was my best friend. We grew up together and we were like brothers.
I've been working for 8 years in a good job. In 2004 I've met a girl and I fell in love. She was Spanish and she moved over here. We lived together about 8 years. They've been difficult years and to overcome difficulties I decided to put myself aside and do whatever was necessary to keep the relationship. This means that I've repressed a lot of anger and frustration. During this relationship my best friend, who's a very difficult person himself, couldn't stand my girlfriend and he developed a total hate against her. It has be really difficult to manage this situation. About 3 years ago my girlfriend decided to leave me and went to Berlin for 1 year and 1/2. During this period I've felt absolutely terrible and I've begged her to come back each single day. Despite this I recovered pretty well and eventually found another girl I really liked. I was feeling better and strong and at moments still communicating my ex-gf that I was missing her. She decided to come back and told me she was still in love with me. I spent about a week in total confusion, not knowing what to do. Eventually I decided to give my ex another go as I felt that she was changed, I was strong and we could have make things work. So I told my new gf all this, she understood and moved away. The first 2-3 months have been great, but soon some old dynamics and unresolved issues resurfaced.
At this point of the story my best friend gets really angry at me for a very stupid reason and he threatens me not to get in touch again or he would react with absolute violence.
I was very afraid of getting hurt badly again so I tried to keep some distance. As I was seeing that my new behaviour of not chasing her but holding my position didn't work, I decided to leave her. After a few days I fell into the mechanism of chasing again and I've spent about 6 months begging and trying to repair. She told me that there was somebody else but I continued to persist.
In the year and 1/2 she was in Berlin I met a great guy here and we became very good friends. I valued this friendship a lot as he seemed to me a really special person and a very good person.
In June this year she told me that she got together with him. Consider that in all this time I was confiding him all that was happening, while they were already seeing each other and I didn't know anything. They've now moved back together to Spain.
When she told me this I literally lost my mind. I felt like a domino effect inside my brain and I could only see a mental hospital at the end of it. It was like it was far too much for me to cope with and my brain went in a direction I've never experienced before.
I couldn't function any more, there was simply too much: my gf, my friend and my best friend. All gone.
Since then I've tried to recover from all this but I'm finding myself deep in dark waters. I'm overwhelmed by anxiety which results in almost panic attacks. I'm deeply depressed and completely hopeless. I've lost all my affections here and I feel like I've been left behind alone by everyone. I'm trying to do some counselling, but inside me I feel like I'm gone forever.
I'm constantly feeling like I want to go back home, but what is left there is my old mum, a couple of friends and no prospectives of finding a job. So I'm stuck here, in this house where there's nothing left than empty spaces and memories. Everytime I bump into my ex best friend by chance around the city he does things like rushing away saying that he feels disgusted etc etc.
Everywhere is just memories of a past that will never return, just there reminding me how alone I am now.
I don't feel any energy or motivation whatsoever to begin new relationships or friendships and I simply don't see any sense with that. I feel dead inside. I don't see anybody and I don't go out.
Suicidal thoughts cross my mind on a regular basis.
At the moment I'm trying to keep working on my business and since September I'm studying full time at the university, but I'm completely overwhelmed by it and constantly thinking to quit.
I'm taking st johns worth but I don't think there's anything that can help me. I prefer not to consider medication but I don't rule it out.
I don't cry often. Sometimes it comes, especially when I'm in the park with the dog as I can't help seeing myself from outside and perceive deeply all my loneliness. We were used to take the dog out together and those were really happy days.
All has changed in a matter of weeks and I'm totally emptied and feel like there's no direction, nothing to do.
I don't want to appear as the victim here. I know I've my resposibility in all this. It's just the way has gone and now this is the situation.
Any comment is greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading.