So sad. Much pain.
It’s hard to try explain to people that don’t understand,
in fact to say it’s hard is a huge understatement. I sometimes find it completely
soul destroying. Yesterday, I was exhausted but very happy, incredibly proud of
myself as I’d managed to go to work after having nearly 6 months off. I get
embarrassed and lie about it e.g. "I've decided not to pick up any shifts for a bit" (I work bank anyway, so I just make out I pick up
shifts to suit myself), I miss that job terribly, it hurts to even think about.
For 4 years I was a carer & now I’m too unwell to do it, at all. But I
loved that job with all of my heart, to make a difference to people, to help
people and ensure they make it through difficult times, it was so rewarding. Unfortunately
in the end it made me worse – as you can’t save everyone. Today however, I feel
dreadful. When people asked what was wrong, I said it was anxiety, which it was
to a degree. My mind was something like a washing machine today & for the
life of me I couldn’t make it stop, 2nd day in to starting a new job
(agency by the way so unsure of sickness rights etc also the inner monologue of are you even sick?!?! LOL) and I was a flaky fucking
mess. Panicking and crying.. a lot.
Where do you go and what do you do when you’re supposedly
getting as much help as possible? What do you do when you have disorder A,
disorder B and traits of C, D, E? When you’re overwhelmed, what do you do? I
crumble, I know I shouldn’t be but I’m deeply ashamed of who I am, 90% of the
time.
Yes I try my best but I’m painfully aware that my best isn’t
enough. I’m tired of hearing ‘Calm down’, ‘what has set this off?’ or ‘you were
fine earlier, something must have happened since!?’. I have been on this magical
ride for the last 7/8 years, I’m tired of hearing it takes time. Have I not
been struggling long enough?
I feel inadequate for everyone in my life and regularly ghost
people because I figure they’re better off with me not around. Having struggled
since being a child and developing depression and anxiety at 15, I feel
completely and utterly incompatible with life. I have no tolerance for
experiencing negative emotions, I have no idea how to cope, I have had therapy
but the strategies no longer help. I can barely leave the house, it's become very apparent that I can't work and I feel it'll be this way forever.
I want to run away, not to a new destination but away from
myself.
I just need a hug and for everything to be okay.
I just want to be okay.
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