Hello flipdover, I'm sorry to hear about the way you are feeling because I too have been there. But for me it was more about getting my head to accept that I now had a condition that hindered me greatly and I was totally scared about the condition and my future with it.
Then one day I woke up and I was simply so fed up of being scared. Worrying about whether I was going to live into my 60s, 70s, 80s. And I just thought, you know what you're spending so much time thinking about dying that you're doing very little living.
i have now accepted I have this condition. Do I like it? Like hell I do, but I have it and now that I am at 8mgs. (Diagnosed December 2013, first symptoms September 2013), I feel so much more positive. I had a flare December last and now I have experienced that I feel more experienced to know if I am suffering another one in the future. I fortunately am almost pain and stiffness free now I'm on preds and both my GP and my rheumatologist both believe in the very slow approach for a smoother recovery, so I am not burdened with the added stress of having a useless clinician poorly managing this bloody condition.
flipdover, you are only 7 months into this recovery and at that point in my recovery I was still scared tinged with abit of depression, but I'm hoping you will also have that eureka moment so to speak, but it's really about acceptance, I truly think that that was the defining point for me.
why don't you write 2 lists, 1 can do, and the other can't do. I hope it won't be long before the can do list is longer than the can't do.
This is no criticism of you, but I am shocked by the number of my fellow sufferers who worry about what others think about them because of their moonfaces! I am 3 stone over weight, but losing some slowly, and my face is fat and puffy and I don't care a cow about how I look or how others perceive me, my mother always brought me up to believe in my self, and I do. I hope to one day look look more attractive, not for others but for myself.
you are worried that your Dr will give you antidepressants if you reveal to them the level of your depression, but if they help, take them. We all need as much help as possible to get us through this, so stop being so hard on yourself. My husband still loves me, my dog still loves me, that's all I need for now! I wish you all the best and I do hope you find help, whatever help it is that works for you, because negativity is destructive we all need every spare morsel of positivity to help see us through this.