One night my partner walked in the door from being on FIFO and said he no longer wanted to be our lives. For months I grew into deep depression and anxiety. Crying non stop, staying under the covers and having anxiety at the thought of leaving the house. It got to a point where I was simply no longer functioning. At the start every few days I managed to go to work as a Teacher but one day I lost it when a parent cornered me, stood over me threatening me and showing actions of hitting me. That was the last straw for me….My parents then took me to a psychiatrist and I was admitted to hospital. I was in hospital for 8 weeks with daily therapy sessions both in group and on my own… As it turned out.. my relationship was riddled with domestic violence and domestic abuse. Something I was finally able to accept and seek help as I had ignored it for so long. I no longer had to be scared and worried…I was finally safe. I faced some pretty bad things in hospital but I got through and found this inner strength that I never knew I had. I spent a lot of time in hospital with the Midwives on another ward and it ignited a passion I wanted to pursue. I enrolled and was accepted into a Bachelor of Midwifery and have begun full-time study. I hope to one day be able to teach Midwifery at university. With all the links, I am no longer able to walk in that school gate as a Teacher but I know someday I will be able to use those skills again. I have been left with an anxiety disorder but I am learning to manage it better everyday and I finally feel safe and somewhat on the road to happiness.
Posted by EllenG89, 14th April 2015