A day in the life of an agoraphobic (and everyone else around them!)
Here goes, so I’ve decided to write a blog about my life. The life of an agoraphobic and everyone else around them forced to live as an agoraphobic by association! A life, living within a set of rules and boundaries. A life, full of highs and lows, achievements and failures, dodging situations and being held back. A life that’s sometimes funny J at the same time as being sad L. A life that’s never easy but never dull. With 4 kids, 2 step-kids, 2 grandaughters plus another one on the way and a mad cocker spaniel how could it be anything else! A life that’s my life and I’m very grateful for all the wonderful people in it. I just want to be able to live it. That’s not too much to ask is it?...............
Today starts my frugal quest to save as much money as I can so that I can retire, and hopefully without the stress that work brings, begin to relax and have time to concentrate on beating my agoraphobia. I read a book recently ( as i've read most books and articles about agoraphobia - most agoraphobics do!) This book advises to take ownership of your agoraphobia, to give it a name. Well i've called it lots of things in the past most of which I couldn't publish on here without getting banned on my first blog so for the purposes of future blogs lets just call it Billy ( as in billy no mates - this is my worst fear being alone)
Agoraphobia is personal to every sufferer. No two people are alike and neither is this vile invasion of your life. Mine started over 20 years ago as the result of a traumatic experience. Because of the way it began it has been described as a post traumatic stress disorder and has manifested into a deep fear of being trapped anywhere or being on my own (monophobia). The two are linked in so much as im scared of being trapped anywhere I don't have the confidence to trust myself to be able to get away from. So I need to know there is someone there to help me (and not just anyone, they have to be trusted) . This has all sorts of implications as you will see if you continue to read my posts. I have been so overwhelmed by this that I have been unable to leave the house to being so well that I was able to go abroad for a holiday ( just the once but I DID IT!). At the moment I am somewhere in the middle. I have good days and bad days. Days when I feel I can conquer this no problem and days when I struggle to queue in our local shop for a newspaper. This i've given up analysing and just accept that it happens and hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. There are so many things i've missed in my life but also so many things i've managed to achieve including raising my lovely family single handed for some of the time until my lovely husband came along. I also manage to go to work but only because I have a series of strategies in place to allow it. Its far from easy though.
Well today hubby and me have been a run out for lunch( not very frugal I hear you sigh but we should of being going away overnight and decided against it so a lunch and coffee was a cut back and is the last chance before my frugality takes over tomorrow) True to form as soon as I woke this morning thoughts of the journey started to go through my mind "what if the car breaks down?" "what if we can't park close to the cafe/shop?" Next thing you know i'm running the loo, sometimes I wonder if its worth putting myself through all this for a "treat"!!!! Onwards and upwards though, no pain no gain. I have been to these places before and I have a better internal mapping sytem than any sat nav so off we go. Had a lovely day out, couple of times when I felt ropey ( hubby does need to go to the loo sometimes - I know so bloody inconsiderate!) so i'm hanging around outside the mens loo looking dodgy and counting every second trying to contain the panic until he comes out. Poor man has an awful lot to put up with. All in all though it was a successful trip and made today a good day.
Well think thats enough for a first attempt especially as i'm not even sure its going to post being the technophobe that I am. Fingers crossed then, until tomorrow.
Jules. x