Please tell me I am not alone
There are so many things happening right now and that have happened to me in the past six years.
I cannot even begin to explain the level of despair I am feeling. I no longer feel like I am a person. I don’t even feel like reaching out for help any more.
I am not staying in a safe location. I have contacted countless people and agencies for help. But resources are stretched and somehow that makes it okay for me to not access resources to meet basic human needs.
My “friends” and “family” act like it’s okay for me to have to deal with it. I have had complete ptsd meltdowns and they have just stepped over me (sometimes literally) and continued on with their lives. When they tell stories, they talk about how they could never go to the hospital alone and how scary it is. But they never connect back with that to empathize with me when I’m in the ER for a migraine. This is one example of countless things that have happened just in the past year.
I am connected with community agencies and I’m not getting services. I have an awesome therapist and she is appalled by everything that has happened and how I have been treated. We are considering filing a grievance because I am about to lose my housing voucher because my case manager will not follow through on her part (I have already switched case managers a couple of times and gone up the chain of command to advocate for myself).
I don’t even know what else to say anymore. I’m feeling really hopeless and I’m experiencing a lot of depersonalization (both of which are highly atypical for me, which indicates the level of crisis I am in)
Can anyone relate?
#CPTSD #ChronicDailyMigraine #Agoraphobia