for the last few weeks i've been kind of plummeting downwards. I've started having mad anxiety symptoms again (throwing up every morning before work now, and no, i'm not pregnant). Work is horrible - i live in fear of physical attacks and am constantly verbally abused (teacher in school on huge council estate) The management don't seem to want to know when i tell them about the incidents. Practically every member of staff is depressed or exhibiting anxiety symptoms.

My mum and dad both died (i even had to decide whether my mum should live or die) and i'm totally alone at 23, and i don't seem to have the space or energy to do the whole boring exhausting grieving process. My therapist tells me i need to face the pain, but to be honest it takes me all my time to just get through each day. I'm worried i'm going mental - even thought the doctor says i'm not.

I absolutely hate my life and i don't see how it can get any better.
sorry for moaning - i'm in a "poor little me" mood.

mildred