Been to see my lovely psychiatrist today.
She somehow saw me and straight awayknew I've been putting up my smiley front to fend off worries again. I supposedly go really hyper and smiley when I'm trying to hide from things.
I suppose she's right, and i think she's also probably made a good desicion.
Having read through my notes about all recent diagnosises, she knew I wouldn't be coping well.
She didn't expect my front. But knew it was there, and discussed options with me.
She decided that the best thing to do, would be up my sertraline in readyness for when thinks do start to hit me bad. I know it will happen, she know's it will happen, just a matter of when.
At the minute, I'm not thinking, and not listening to things. And it's suiting me well.
My doc is also getting a meeting together between my nurses, her and my boyfriend and me. There going to explain future things to my boyfriend which will hopefully stop him stressing himself into panic attacks.