Im am very low at the moment. Anxiety has floored me. I'm crying all the time and just feel so alone. 
I feel a bit let down by my gp, who I'm not seeing again, been referred to her colleague and I'm not looking forward to that as I'm not that keen on her as well. If you haven't read my posts, I tried vagifem for 7 days and thought it might have made things worse, so asked gp about it. She told me to stop because I was anxious about it  

 and gave me Canestan hydrocortisone cream and palmed me off onto one of her colleagues. I haven't used the cream as I don't think it's appropriate.
Now I'm in limbo, waiting and feeling sore and uncomfortable until I see the new gp on Wednesday. I was advised on the VA Facebook page to go to the GUM clinic to get checked first and this is what I'm planning on doing tomorrow but I'm doubting everything.
Should I go to GUM clinic? Will it upset new gp if she knows I've been? Should I even tell her? Why didn't I just stick with the vagifem and give it time? Around and around it goes in my head.
Meanwhile, I have zero appetite, cry at the drop of a hat, have trouble sleeping etc etc and I want a massive glass of wine to calm me down.
I have had anxiety for a long time off and on. I don't think it can be hormonal as I had it well before the menopause but the last 4 or 5 years it's been generally worse. Teenage kids didn't help mind!  I tried bring up the subject of anxiety with the gp but she didn't want to discuss it. Her answer was stop the vag, take this cream and see my colleague. Never mind I'm crying in her office and obviously struggling with anxiety!  I even think I shouldn't be posting on here because I'm not on hrt and haven't suffered much on the whole until now.
Hubby isn't much help. Well he is and he isn't. He listens and fully understands about stress and anxiety and I talk to him, cry at him and just want a hug and be told it will all be ok. But he doesn't do that. I don't want to see my mum as I will get upset and don't want to upset her. I know she's worried about me already but she doesn't know how bad I am.
So it's the pits and I'm so depressed about the future. I know it's not the end of the world and some folk have things a lot worse or their symptoms are a lot worse, and that makes me feel even more pants by being a wuss.