FFS, I should have known everyone would take what i said in the wrong context. I'm not trying to tell you what to do, I'm not suggesting meds are bad, I'm not suggesting your all something your not. What I am suggesting though is that SOME poeple on here consider themselves victims of an illness yet do absolutly nothing about it. If your physically ill then you take yourself off to the doctors. I've come across a lot of people on here too afraid to do that and I just wanted them to know that it can be done, it takes time but some people just cant help themselves as they have no idea how to. As I said before, SP is not the end of the world, though it can feel that way. There is help for everyone if you cant do it by yourself, theres always someone out there that can be of help.
I never said I overcame it in 3 months either, I'm sorry if I gave you that impression, I'm GETTING over it, I'll never be a very social person but then again I dont think anyone thats had SP is suddenly going to be the overly confident.
Ok, so maybe you think my SP wasn't so bad in the first place but let me put you straight on that too, I do not want sympathy and i dont need kind words, Its all in the past now, i just want to tell my story so you can get an insight of where my SP MIGHT have come from. I was a very shy child that couldn't communicate very well. I saw a lot of things a child shouldnt have. I've seen my mum beaten to a pulp, I've watched several of my family go through slow illness and tragic deaths. Through all this I didnt get much schooling so there fore never really made that many friends. I've watched my mum suffer from depression and nervous breakdowns and even seen her stab my ex step father after he beat her for the last time....he wasn't too badly hurt. When i was 13 my mum and i moved back with my real dad only for everything to start up again, he beat her when they were togther and it all started up once we moved in with him. I was told I was stupid, that I'd never amount to anything. I started a new school where I was emotionally bullied by most of them there. Told day in and day out how ugly I am an how useless I am and how I'd be better off dead. I withdrew from the world and spent most of my days locked in my bedroom with nothing but my pet rats for company. I then met someone i thought was like me at school, she was also bullied and I thought I found a kindred spirit, turns out she wanted to make me feel like crap so that she could feel better, I didn't see it at the time, she put me down and laughed behind my back with some girls she got friendly with. Again I was back in my room, deep in depression, thinking I was the only one. I have grown up feeling ugly and useless. Even when I got with my first bf, whom i knew from school (he was also bullied there) I had no self worth. He told me til he was blue in the face how lovely i was but ya know what its like, ya just cant beleive it. I stayed in that relationshop for 10 years, I didn't really love him towards the end but I stayed cause i was scared. finally though something clicked and I ended it as it wasnt fair on him. Now, i have a great fiance, who I love dearly and for the first time in many years I know what it feels like to be happy. I have been forcing myself to do things. I'm doing pretty damn well...ok, maybe it helps that i have someone that is willing to help me through this. I wish you all had someone as i'm sure it does make things that bit easier.
I think I got bored of being trapped by SP, theres only so much you can take before you snap...thankfully my snap made me force myself to do stuff...though i'm sure for some people it could go the other way. I've known people to take thier own lives through this, sadly.
Anyways, i'm tired, i'm a little fed up of people getting the wrong impression and i'm dissapointed that a certain person on here took what I said as an insult when it wasn't. Anyways, I hope ya all start to enjoy your life...you only have one after all. I probably wont be back but I wish you all well. Take care, hugs to you all.