Thanks GRL for that reassurance. I am feeling dreadful still, mainly in the mornings as all us anxious folk do, felt so ill when I woke up on Saturday morning I was going to drag myself to a&e because I didn't think anxiety could make you feel that bad but then yesterday just did a lot of 'self-talk' when I woke up and told myself it would pass eventually and I'd just have to get on with it until it does. I am in work today after a real effort to get up during the worst part of the anxiety and am only just now coming round after sitting here feeling awful all morning. Apart from the fact that I looked knackered because I haven't had a full night's sleep for 6 weeks since starting the Sertraline, everybody must think I'm okay.
What's really hurt me today and caused me to feel ill when I first got in was that the other secretary (who is also a younger friend of mine, who I have supported through various rough patches over the years) had been exchanging emails (I have access to her inbox and need to check stuff now and again but obviously she isn't aware of it, she has mine too) with another colleague in the office saying that I wasn't 'pulling my weight' at work and 'I'd better be careful' as nobody knew what I was doing all day as she was picking stuff up that I had apparently left...... I was really shocked and could have just run out. I thought, how dare they.....they have no idea how this last 6 weeks have been hell and that I have struggled in work, struggled to be here, especially last week when I felt so ill but because she was off on leave I daren't be off, and yes, I hold my hand up, probably haven't been as productive as usual but she only works 3 days a week and she doesn't know just what I have got done or been doing!!! I am furious. There's obviously been some sort of office conversation when I'm not in on a Friday but some of the facts she has said are simply not true. One of the girls in the other office asked could she pick up some typing as she was bored and had nothing to do and now they think this girl was picking it up because I couldn't be bothered. Thankfully, when I was really bad and in a state last week when they were all out and called HR up to speak to, they fully supported how I felt but this 'friend' doesn't know about this or how bad I was feeling. She had put in the email "oh she is a worrier, she constantly thinks she's got cancer - she needs to get back on her happy pills".....if only they knew the hell that was HA and this age. I only hope she never suffers like this.