Hello everyone, I'm new, but will give my two cents in.
Didn't have a great childhood, was raped when I was 9 years, I was told by mother that I couldn't tell anyone, it was too shameful. They did find the offenders and I do know they went to justice, but never found out what there sentence was.
Parents were separated, father an alcoholic, did not have a great childhood, left high school to find myself. Returned home went back to school, was in college still at age 23 when I was diagnosed with cancer of the ovaries and also had my lymph nodes attacked. Several operations, a mix of chimo in all forms and cobalt treatment, I was back being myself. Was on some kind of pill or another for problems of the female kind.
Age 33 married, age 36 adopted a 4 week baby girl.
Hubby is military, so off he went to golf war, and Haiti, I continued working in a very stressful job and was never one to complain, kept my mouth shut and did the work and did more. I was always the one the younger girls talked about at their smoke break. I hated it, but never paid any attention, I was advancing and I piled more work on myself to succeed. Daughter was still young and decided to take 6 months off, when hubby returned and we vacation for better part of those 6 months, it was heaven. Returned to work and life seem normal for a while, but hubbies job is never normal and there is loads of stress for him and his energy sometimes brought it home, still we got along well and had tons of fun. Finally took a buyout from where I was working and started another job, didn't like that one, so searched for another, until I went back to college, studied in college, got job after graduating I was in heaven, life doing well.
Got transfered out of State and it I could'nt cope with transfer, here again I had to start over for a job and getting to know another country. Got emotional and had problems with thyroid, once on treatment I was well again, had a great years, and loving my new found love, being a substitute teacher for hard to control children, I loved my student and never had problems with them. Three countries later and finally landing in Canada for a three year stint, we have been here since 2002, and haven't left yet, I now call Canada home as we will be here for another 4 years, hubby doing well in foreign posting and done well. Found work, higher I went the more stress it would seem. Finally had emotional breakdown in 2005 and worked through it, but still remained at work. Finally land a nice job again, and all is well and hubby too, we were doing well, minus the stress of handling hard jobs. Had an accident, and had problems with back, had many physio treatment, but always complained it hurt, again I go through it and returned to work, only find everything has changed and I still had physical problems, was diagnosed with MS, only to be told, by neuro, that I didn't have it, what I had was Fibro.
On Cymbalta and Trazadone, only been 3 months, I misplace everything and talk funny sometimes, I'll say good kitty to the dog and tell the cat he's a good puppy. About a year or so ago, I had the most terrible flu, lasted one day and never been well since.
Must be emotional, stress, and a brain chemical that is out of kilter.