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I thought I was passed this

I was diagnosed with BPD at 14. My symptoms were extremely severe for a long time, but I’ve been in remission for years. I am 37. I also have CPTSD, OCD, generalized anxiety disorder and panic attacks, Major depressive disorder, Dysthymic disorder, ADHD, Fibromyalgia, Degenerative disc disease, Arthritis, Spinal stenosis, And other chronic illnesses that involve immense pain and other challenges. I’ve done a lot of work to reach a place of stability and I’ve been doing pretty OK. I got sick last year and I haven’t gotten better. It might be long Covid. I used to live an extremely active life, and now I can’t the body that I was in and the person that I was is no more I am grieving the life. I thought I would have and I am grieving who I used to be. I feel lost and alone, but I have been managing. My husband‘s brother is in the Coast Guard stationed in Alaska. We live in south east United States Tuesday. My husband left to go to Alaska for eight days to visit his brother. He won’t be back till next Tuesday. It’s only been a couple of days And I am really struggling. My thoughts are dark and my BPD is making an appearance. A lot of what I am feeling is valid and there’s a lot of unresolved pain that he has caused through our relationship. I thought I had dealt with that is surfacing. I don’t feel like I can trust him anymore. I also caught him in a small lie. Which reaffirms that I cannot trust him. I thought we had a good relationship, but I think I was fooling myself. He is not a bad husband and he’s not a bad Person. But he’s also, not Ben the husband that I need. I realize I have been really really lonely pretty much our whole relationship there’s certain things I ask him to do and he says he will do and then he doesn’t do them. Or things that I tell him are important to me and he says he hears me and then there’s no follow-through.. He knows my story. He knows what I’ve been through and he knows what I struggle with. I told him he should go on this trip because I wanted to be a good supportive wife, but now I regret saying that he didn’t take the time to have conversations and check in with me to see how I was processing the coming up trip and to see what he could do to make sure I would be OK and have a safety plan in place. I really just want him to come home. I need him to come home but he won’t. If the situation was reversed, I would try and get an earlier flight back. And he’s choosing not to. On one side I get it because this trip is important to himand spending time with his brother is important to him but also what about me? What about our family, he keeps saying how he wishes we were there with him, and he keeps experiencing stuff and seeing stuff that he wishes he could share. and that this is hard for him too. But in all the videos and pictures he sent he looks like he’s having a great time and I’m here broken into 1 million pieces with no one to help hold me together. I feel alone betrayed abandoned and left out. Things that I have felt throughout our marriage as a byproduct of his choices he asked me to give him Grace, but I have nothing left to give. I don’t know where this leaves us I think he expects to come home and everything’s just gonna be fine and that’s not the case. I don’t know what to do. I feel so defeated and letdown by the one person that’s supposed to have my back and the one person that supposed to be there for me for better or worse. And he’s not.

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I don’t care enough

My mild depression in the last 2 years has been saturated with feeling apathetic. I attribute the mildness of my symptoms to having apathy about the things that once mattered so much to me. I care, but I don’t care enough to do anything about it.

I see my standards for living and working declining and it makes me sad. There was a time when seeing my life decline would motivate and jolt me out of my depression. I used to feel like giving up, but only for a few months at a time. Now I feel like I actually have given up. Nothing matters enough for me to do anything about it.

Is this depression mild? I’ve definitely been in deeper depressions. This one isn’t as deep, but its just long.

Anyone else living apathetic?

#Depression #DysthymicDisorder #Anxiety

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Let down by those who were helping me #Depression #MentalHealth #Anxiety #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #PTSD

Great (!) Psychiatrist decides that *now* is a good time to discharge me from outpatients. No one else here but Amitayus Caleb cat and much as I love him, he's not very talkative.

Psychiatrist won't refer me to psychologist because of everything that's happening (I'd have thought that was the perfect time TO refer me) and if I want to talk to someone I've to (and I quote), "ring voluntary organisations like the Samaritans."

He won't consider any other diagnoses saying I have #DysthymicDisorder and #EUPD emotionally unstable personality disorder. Would you *really* discharge someone who feels so vulnerable?

I feel let down by the #NHS in Scotland really let down.

I *am* seeing my GP about something completely unrelated so a friend has suggested mentioning what's happened tomorrow. Fingers crossed.

(the photo is of him watching the person leading the relaxation meditation on my phone)

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the dreariness of it all

The feeling of ennui, lethargy that overcomes you following repeated assaults on your sense of well being, dignity and outlook served by cruel and unforgiving fate! A painful and shameful separation, sabotaged repeatedly at work by rotten systems and work ethics being two of the many such setbacks that cruel fate dealt on me.

This has one totally capitulated and prostrate. A dreary and overpowering sense of wretchedness overcomes you from the moment you wake up... complete indifference, fear and loathing. A stigma too latches on to your persona and the few people you count on also ignore you... who wants to associate with a jinx, loser and a failure? and such unpleasant folks tantrums? and even if perceived charitably what do we tell such a person? I don’t have a family and i don’t work..., guess between the two much of modern life gets accounted for. And ergo folks look so askance when i encounter few. You become a ‘specimen’ and with such history and baggage a stigmatized ‘other’.

It’s been weeks since i have met anyone, or even had a conversation or chat whose purpose was anything other than transactional... Recall the time how one used to engage in certain banter and (seemingly) meaningful chats and meet up few folks. But then today when one thinks deeper we realise the sucker that one was in initiating such fraternizing and prop the vanity of many just to keep myself animated. So wish some would give me the same benefit of doubt today. It’s just my counselor(s) now...

So now that you have ceased taking such initiation, you are alone. And further on such recognitions, one becomes very diffident. You then recourse to other pursuits or distractions ... attempting to write a book, you read a bit... then some yoga... have a routine as well of scheduled cooking, gardening and listening to some music and netflix through the day... but nothing makes meaning or sense. Grieving alone and yet reaching to your depths to keep life and matters nominally functional is exhausting and deeply hurting...😢 How long will i be chastised by fate, circumstances and people...?? how long do i put up with such loss, shame and weariness? #SuicidalThoughts #Loss #Stigma #FailureToThrive #Shame #Loneliness #DysthymicDisorder #PerfectlyHiddenDepressedPerson

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A therapeutic friendship 🌼

As a child I was surrounded by psychological services a lot , currently I suffer from anxiety and dysthymic disorder.
Mental disorders are difficult to cure because what is not seen by human is difficult to understand, it is important to try to recover on your own , to try to swim to the surface where thousands of hands are waiting for you and will take you out of this "ocean" .
Over time I visited many psychologists and psychiatrists, but it always seemed like I was a too complicated case, no one knew exactly how to help me, and that made me feel more and more lonely. I wanted to give up many times, but giving up without trying is like I never wanted to change anything, so I kept trying for the last time.🌸
I found a site that offered free counseling, I never trusted online counseling ...but I made an account, later I met the best psychologist and currently one of the best people I know who has become my friend.
This woman , 16 years older than me has become my friend. A person that I admire enormously, not for how she looks, not for her job or for her achievements, I admire her compassion and empathy, the way she thinks and the intelligence she has. It is not a romantic attraction, it is the kind of attraction that a child feels when the doctor offers him a lollipop, that admiration and pleasant feeling that you have when a stranger complements you, I am attached to this person who inspires me daily and who managed to use words to be there for me when no one was .. and for that I will always be grateful.♡
The basic idea is that we attract what we want, and the Law of Attraction is proof that we are capable of much more than the eye allows us to see and the mind to understand, I believe in the friendship I have with this person because it is something that I always wanted, a friendship like Winnie the Pooh and Piglet, an endless story.
It is important not to give up, good things need time but when they appear, you will need them the most. 🧡🐻

#Therapy #Friendship #Love

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Life is shit right now.

I'm looking for a new room to rent and it's making me miserable. Usually my kid comes with me on weekends and stays with me, but I'm not finding any place that allows that and I'm spiralling. My son visits makes my life bearable, and idk what I would do without them. I'm feeling so anxious, depressed and hopeless I can't bear it.
I'm afraid. So afraid.

#Depression #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #DysthymicDisorder #Anxiety #Parenting

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I miss him.

I miss my son so much. Currently he's living with his father, and I can only see him twice a month due to my job. If I continue to improve my life, my job, my health... maybe in the future he will stay with me. If not, why am I fighting?

The sadness is overwhelming. My chest hurts so much every time I think about this. I cannot breathe.

#Depression #DysthymicDisorder #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Anxiety #Parenting

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Dysthymia

Recently my therapist told me I’ve been suffering from Dysthymic Disorder(PDD) she called it “chronic blah” which I thought was pretty funny. The main reason she told me was because my parents kinda like diagnosing me at random. Mostly ADD because of my trouble focusing but again, there are similar symptoms and ADD wouldn’t be the cause of my feeling hopelessness or my belief that i can’t ‘be happy correctly’. When I told them they pretty much brushed it off did no looking into it. I did some of my own research and it really did send me in a spiral for a few days. It’s weird, most of my life I thought this was the norm and I was just getting in my head and doing it to myself. I’ve always been a bit of an over-dramatic edge lord, but this is the first time I didn’t know something was up and everything just seems different now....I’m gonna schedule a consultation with a psychiatrist soon to see if I can start a medication, but does anyone have any advice on ways to deal with the day-to-day? I haven’t really been able to find any direct accounts on those who have it. Any help would be appreciated! #DysthymicDisorder #PersistentDepressiveDisorder #Depression

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